It is cold in late autumn, and it is rainy in the nether. Recently, the flowers sent by the flower spirits are also uneven, and most of them are withered.

Xuan Yao is about to give birth, her body is getting heavier, her mind is lacking, and she has rarely gone out recently.

But even if she doesn't go out, she can still feel the busy and festive atmosphere in the Nine Heavens recently, and it has been renovated everywhere and the lights are colorful. Even every star in the Milky Way was fished up and carefully wiped clean.

Yes, the Emperor of Heaven is getting married.

This is much more grand than the last happy event in the heavenly court. After all, he is the new emperor who has not been on the throne for a long time, and he is invincible, vigorous and resolute, and how many people in the Three Realms want to curry favor with him, they all hurry up to take advantage of the present to show their loyalty.

And the last time was the prince's wedding, a prince who was silent and dumbfounded, and a righteous daughter who was as dispensable as a goose feather, how much storm could they set off when they got together? Everyone only looked at the faces of the late Emperor and Jiang Tianhou to congratulate them and come to drink a glass of happy wine.

Xuan Yao said with disdain, she unabashedly ridiculed the hero and heroine of the last big wedding, especially the humble bride who was at the mercy of others.

She was as beautiful as a doll, her pale face was covered with rouge, and she wore a prosperous and complicated red robe, and she put on a stiff smile as she went, delusionally hoping that then she could truly integrate into the Celestial Clan and have a respectable aristocratic status.

What a stupid woman!

A touch of mockery pursed between her lips, as if she was mocking someone she didn't know.

It's only been a few years, but now that I think about it, I feel that my former self was timid and stupid, and I can't bear to look at it directly.

In the morning, two craftsmen came, saying that they were ordered by the head of internal affairs to renovate the Yunxiu Palace, but she waved her hand away. She hated the tinkling noise, and she couldn't smell the pungent smell of paint.

The abdomen has grown tall and the child is very active, and the pharmacist said that the delivery date is next month, and it will be a healthy boy.

Chenhua, where are you?

Within the Three Realms, the whole world celebrates, and everyone is rumoring that next month will be the day of the great joy of the Emperor of Heaven, what kind of blessings will be sown on the world? How many powerful ghosts and demons will be granted amnesty in the Eighteen Hells?

But Chenhua, how many people know that next month is also the day of our child's birth? I'm afraid that no third person will care except you and me.

Just like when we were very young, every birthday of yours was taken seriously, and you would do a lot of things in Yaochi, and it would be lively for several days, and Jinghua, who was only one month away from your birthday, even if she was sick to death in Chen'an Palace, no one cared about it.

This is the way it is in this world, there will be no eternal good luck, and there will be no eternal bad luck.

Xuan Yao sighed. It's not that she sighs because of misery, she is not the kind of woman who regrets hesitation, but it is really that the child is older, and it is becoming more and more difficult to carry him, she will always sigh from time to time to relieve the unbearable chest tightness and shortness of breath.

The flower spirits sent flowers again, and they pulled two baskets and placed them at the gate of her palace.

Xuan Yao held her waist, slowly stood up, moved the two baskets of flowers into the palace, and dismantled them one by one. She didn't even bother to pull the curtain, it had been almost three years, and the flower spirits had brought her tens of thousands of Ganges sand flowers from the lower realm, but none of them had the sign of Chenhua.

She sometimes even wonders if she was dazzled by the mistake, Jinghua did not come to the rescue on the day of the public trial, and her Chenhua had already died on Zhuxiantai three years ago.

What if Chenhua is really dead?

Could it be that he gave birth to his child in this ninefold heaven, and made him an orphan without a father?

A fierce kick in the abdomen made her break this thought, she rubbed her belly and scolded lightly, "Little ghost, if you really don't have a father, you will only be left with your mother!"

She cursed in her mouth, but her heart became sour, and she hurriedly and earnestly picked the flowers in the basket, so as to suppress the pervasive sadness.

One, no.

Two, no.

It seems that there will be nothing to be gained today. There was still the last flower left in the basket, which had been crushed and deformed, or had been broken before it was collected, and curled up at the bottom of the basket.

But it was this remnant flower that was so beautiful that even the color was about to fall off, which made Xuan Yao have a strange feeling, she held it in her hand, and even her heart beat faster, as if something was about to come out.

On the petals, there is a trace of gray hair.

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I didn't have much when I came, and I don't have much to take with me when I leave.

Ah Mo was stunned in the palace for a while, and he didn't think of anything to bring back. Looking east and west, I saw a little reluctance and sadness.

Every thing seems to be a memory related to Jinghua, those sweet, those astringent, those long nights when he was away, and those that belong only to her - his love, his pet, gentle and invincible.

"It's just to go back and stay for a few days, so that I can go to Xihai to meet my relatives. Jinghua came in, looked at Ah Mo who was sitting on the ground stupidly, and said with a smile: "If you really don't want to go, then don't go, I can't bear it anyway." ”

Ah Mo raised his head and said in a daze, "Why are you going to marry me?"

Jinghua pulled her up, took her and walked towards the plum garden, and said with a smile: "It's a big deal that I will welcome you out from the back door of Chen'an Palace, carry you to the Thirty-six Heavens and Four Holy Realms to go around a few times, and finally return to the front door of Chen'an Palace, it's not impossible." ”

Ah Mo sneered and said, "Do you remember this? I thought you forgot what you said casually." ”

Jinghua gently wrapped her hair around her ears and sideburns, and said softly, "How dare I forget? At that time, I was just afraid that I wouldn't be able to do it." God has been very kind to me and has allowed me to make my dreams come true. ”

"You say your dreams come true, but I still feel like I'm still dreaming. Ah Mo said, "Jinghua, you quickly pull down my dough and see if it hurts." ”

Jinghua smiled and scratched her nose, "Silly Momo." ”

"Really, really, you pull my dough and pull it harder. Otherwise, when I go back, I will have to wonder if I am a daydreamer every day. ”

Jinghua chuckled, bowed her head slightly, and kissed her pink cherry lips.

"Does that feel like it's true now?" he chuckled.

Ah Mo smacked his lips, still unfinished, "Well, the time is too short, it's hard to confirm." She lifted her eyes, and there was a sly gleam in her dark eyes.

Jinghua smiled.

This girl, she didn't know that she had become more and more moving in the past two years, and a smile would tug at her heartstrings.

Or her concentration is really getting worse and worse, even if it is just a casual glance at her, it will make her heart pound and her heart is ape.

"Momo, you offended me first. Jinghua couldn't help but smile and said with fake anger: "Don't regret it. ”

He picked her up and flew off the ground.

The plum tree is not tall in the first place, and the plum tree in this heavenly court is only as tall as one person. Jinghua hugged Ah Mo and galloped among the plum blossom trees, the fragrant plum fragrance was refreshing.

Ah Mo was in his arms, surrounded by the same dark fragrance as him, and a few plum blossoms fell on her hair, and he raised his hand to gently brush them away.

"Jinghua, what are you doing here?" asked Ah Mo with a wink.

Jinghua chuckled silently.

He waved his hand, and a soft breeze blew up. The plum blossoms on the branches are free from the shackles, fluttering and fluttering with pink dance steps, flying in the wind.

Ah Mo wandered in the rain of flowers, but unfortunately the wind was not reliable, and left the plum blossoms in the air for a while, to tease the residual fragrance on the ground, hold them into the air, and tease them for a while before brushing away.

"Momo, do you like it?" Jinghua smiled.

"I like it, the plum blossoms are so fragrant. Ah Mo grabbed one and put it under his nose and sniffed it.

Jinghua waved his hand again, and the plum blossom rain did not stop, but there were other white snows falling in the sky.

plain white, like a fairy.

The small hexagonal flowers, like light smoke, circulate and fly.

When you come, the dust is not clean, and when you go, you are not shocked. With the lingering thoughts, and the gentle affection, dancing lightly, drifting.

Ah Mo stretched out his hand, and the snow was not cold at all, and fell gently in his palm. They are so well-behaved, their small bodies are exquisitely carved, kissing Hua Yu, kissing her, for a long time.

"Jinghua, how did you get it, why is this snow so warm?"

Jinghua smiled: "Didn't you say that you want to dream? ”

He waved his hand again.

The moon rises and the sun sets, and the stars shine brightly.

It was still a clear sky during the day, and in an instant, things changed and the stars changed, and the top of Chen'an Palace was like being covered by a piece of black velvet satin decorated with precious stones, shining with stars and dazzling.

Jinghua's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were like water, and her beloved was as deep as the deep sea.

"Momo, is this your dream?"

Starry sky. Snowy night. Flower rain.

The man he loved was as handsome as ever, and he hugged himself tightly in his arms.

If this is not a dream, what is a dream?

Ah Mo nodded, she was already a little confused, and she was so happy and romantic that she almost wanted to cry.

"If it's a dream, then let it come true, okay?" Jinghua gently cupped her little face, pulled three thousand strands of hair behind her neck, and kissed her lips.

His tongue was warm and wet, and he waited while leading, just like every time he was earnest, trying to endure it, but he couldn't stop it.

He didn't have much experience, but he seemed to be gifted, and he struck at the right time and took advantage of the tricks! She was not to be outdone, and responded positively without knowing the danger! This bold move immediately made him excited! A deep-seated lust was instantly ignited, like dropping a spark in the dry season, and the bear* immediately detonated the three mountains and five mountains!

"Momo, I said I would give you the best, right now, okay?"

"The best? What's the best?"

Jinghua smiled, and he placed her among the flowers, gently unbuttoned her clothes, and immediately wrapped her in soft petals and warm snowflakes.

Momo, you know what?

The best –

It's the luckiest me to meet the most beautiful you.