3 October 2001.

In a farm on the west coast of the American continent, it was late at night, and a Western woman slept deeply. The little face that was still dyed with red tide was nestled in a man's arms, breathing quietly and peacefully. A teal silk skirt hung from a coat rack, and Martin boots rested under the bed.

When Pflau says she's in a good mood, the change in her expression from tight to relaxed is all too obvious.

But He Qiuyang's body was a little tired, but he still couldn't sleep.

Children are very important to the He family, but this matter is absolutely taboo for him and the witch he has been guarding.

"Puffs?" The man spoke.

"Huh?" The Western woman was used to this nickname, but she opened her eyes slightly to find that something was not quite right with the man's complexion.

He Qiuyang sank into his own thoughts, unaware that Pflau's gaze had been following him.

Picked up a cigarette and walked to the windowsill, lit a cigarette and took a hard puff. When the taste of nicotine dispersed, the inexplicable emotions in my heart did not suppress after all.

"I've already named Xiaohan Libra, if you're really going to write about it."

The air in the room seemed to have stopped. The tentative glances of each other are too clear.

Stunned, Pflau sat up straight. Until Qiuyang sat in front of her, she still looked lost.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done it again."

She pulled out a blue-lustrous book from her pillow, with a quill in it.

Pflau's disappointment with himself was obvious, but Qiuyang also got the answer.

"We have a good life, and according to your prologue, the child born will be called He Weiyang."

Only then will the prologue (curse) that Pflau merely write not be borne by someone else's child.

But Pflau's inadvertent smile was captured by the autumn sun. "Sure enough, you've been thinking about it for a long time."

Pflau nodded. I have been quietly preparing for pregnancy for half a year. In order to ensure that the blessing is effective, mana has been used to lock in the time of birth.

Knowing that her children would suffer as much as herself, her answer was firm, and she decided to have a child from the moment she started writing half a year ago.

"You've seen through it," Pflau looked at him expectantly, "and she has two more blessings. ”

[Before the day of death, the scales are tilted. After the birthday, the dead come back to life. Gradually let Xia Han master how to keep company with Weiyang and hand her happiness.

But she was also worried about one question, "What if it's a boy?" Pflau asked coldly.

“…… You've declared 'she' and you can't go wrong. Qiuyang nodded. The eyes are hot and powerful.

This is our only hope.

Knock knock. There was a hard knock on the door downstairs.

Qiuyang walked downstairs to open the door and found an old man.

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"Why is the curse of [Weiyang] perceived by you?"

An hour later, in the brightly lit living room, Qiuyang He Shouguang handed over tea.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the 'Inquistor' of Asgard's exile to the mortal world?" The old man asked rhetorically.

The pen of judgment was originally used to execute or exile god-level criminals, but it contained infinite karmic power that flowed into the hands of witches, and it was passed down from generation to generation.

"The nature has changed, and the puffs call it cause and effect." Qiuyang replied lightly.

"For the past three months, I have been following the traces of the black law source all the way, and it is only now that I understand the identity of your wife."

"But her fate has been locked with Xiao Han, you can clearly read this curse, why did you give her this name?"

"Anyway...... Please do this a favor. Shouguang lowered his head and took out a cloth bag.

"What's the busy?" Qiu Yang took the cloth bag and shook out a handful of immature hair from it.

"I'm halfway through my life, and I'll never cross the past." Shouguang replied word by word.

Hearing this, Qiuyang squinted his eyes and stood up.

"Immortal? How much of a curse this is, do you understand? ”

"If my Xu family can produce another great magician, it must be Weiyang." The old man replied calmly.

Only in this way can she be prevented from being brutally killed by her sister.

The old man's words made He Qiuyang speechless for a while.

"Old Xu, do you understand what you're doing? It was supposed to be the blessing of the He family's daughter, but it will only become a curse on Xu Weiyang's body. ”

"The strong will always go alone with curses and traumas." The old man replied.

Qiu Yang fell silent, and some flames of resentment inevitably grew in his heart.

"In return," Shouguang sensed his dissatisfaction and handed out a few pages of the manuscript, "I have already thought of a new plan, and now the blessing of [Weiyang] has ended, but there is still a trace of room for redemption." ”

Qiuyang went upstairs with the manuscript, and the couple read it together.

"Then go back to China?" Pflau asked, taking a sip of flower tea.

Changing her name to Qingyi, she can also get the same blessings as Weiyang.

The problem is that this will only allow the scales used to measure one end to start carrying two souls.

But there are still problems.

In order to complete the blessing of Qingyi, the cat in the prologue has to appear in front of two girls at the same time.

"Xu Lao just explained that he stayed here to witness Xu Weiyang's scene."

But the question is, how to solve the prologue of Qingyi?

Pflau put down the tea, subconsciously covered her abdomen, and looked out the window with a relieved smile.

"After giving birth," she smiled, "I'll point [cause and effect] at myself." ”

If we mother and daughter are connected, she will remember all this, she will write my name inadvertently, she will inadvertently resurrect me.

Let me be a puff to accompany her.

Seeing his wife's warm expression, He Qiuyang's eyes became more and more desperate.

There are mothers in a woman's nature, a daughter, and a wifeless.

"I'm sorry, Qiuyang, I didn't mean that." Pflau tried to explain.

"No, if Seiichi can be happy, I'll leave too."

A new plan is about to come out, and Qiuyang finds the call of the public authority.

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"Contract?" Kiyoichi asked.

Late at night on June 1, 2018.

"Yes, I guess if Father says it," Xia Han nodded, "the kind of magic contract that will probably be punished." ”

Only in this way can Qingyi not be aware of his father's existence, and He Qiuling treats Qingyi as his own, and Qingyi will not try to ask his mother's questions.

"Isn't this ......" Kiyoichi shook his head and looked at the sleeping puff, "Isn't this a random decision for me?" ”

"Yes," Xia Han nodded, "then what do you do?" Found that book? ”

"Of course," Kiyoichi stood up with a firm look in his eyes, "If I can find that book, I can lift the curse on you and Sister Weiyang." ”

"Silly boy," Xia Han touched Qingyi's head, "The curse between me and Weiyang has been lifted." ”

"Huh? Is it? ”

"Yes, Master said that the world is not unreasonably cold, but the cause has not yet arrived, and if you really cause something, then this result, a hundred times, a thousand times, will be repaid."

"What did Master do to you?"

"No, the problem is that the story of the poem covers the story of Pflau."

Although this sentence is difficult to understand, the truth is obvious.

"Isn't it brother," Seiichi pointed to himself as if he understood something, "I wrote **?" ”

"I don't know where the impulse came from at that time......," Xia Han smiled, "But in your "Zero Ding Dependence", it was written that on April 9th, an incredible thing happened, the sound of the wind blowing the sea of flowers, and after hearing that sound, Weiyang's breathing and I were a little unnatural. ”

"Okay, you two, you really did something sorry for me!"

"Isn't that what you've been waiting for?" Xia Han raised his eyebrows, "Besides, you've already written out the process, it doesn't matter if you're not there." ”

In fact, the principle is very simple, that is, Qingyi's writing is not bound by curses. In other words, something that happened to Xia Han and Weiyang in the enchantment was probably arranged by Qingyi.

"Damn, bastard! No way! Kiyoichi stood up resentfully, "I'm going to write about ours now!" ”

"Didn't you write it?" Xia Han continued to tease her.

"Woooooooooo......oo It's burned! ”

"Seiichi." Puff suddenly stood up calmly.

"......" Qingyi lowered his body, only to understand how out of shape he was just now.

"Don't say it," Puff squinted coldly, "Xiao Han, since you've already guessed it, let it all end." ”

Xia Han nodded, "But we have to wait until Weiyang leaves." ”