I deliberately avoided my sister and went to Nishang's house to see Nishang, she was already awake and was sitting at the head of the bed, not knowing what she was holding in her hand.

"Neon?" I let out a low cry.

She turned her head sideways, looked at me, and smiled at me.

"You're not lying down, what are you doing?" I walked into her room, went to her, and found that Ni Shang was embroidering a small belly pocket.

This little belly pocket, silver thread on a red background, and a neon dress are going to embroider a little dragon.

"This is embroidered for the Little Dragon King?" I looked at the silver dragon, which was only embroidered on its head, but it was lifelike.

In particular, the momentum of that mouth is embroidered.

"Ni Shang, your embroidery is so good." I said, sitting down beside her and looking closely.

Nishang turned sideways and took out a pair of embroidered tiger head shoes from the bedside.

"Wow, it's so exquisite, Ni Shang, you are better than the embroiderers in the palace." I looked at the tiger head shoes, and there was not a single broken stitch on them, and the inside was as fine as the embroidery on the face, as if it were double-sided.

"Ling'er, she will be born in a few months, and these things should be prepared." Nishang said, threading the needle and thread into the red silk cloth.

"Lin'er?" I heard it as the "Lin" of the North Lin.

"Xuan Ling, sharp Ling, take the homonym of his brother, it was good when Qianjun was still alive." There was a faint smile on the corner of Nishang's mouth: "Qianjun, I have always admired my brother, and I hope that the children in the future can also be like my brother and become a dragon above the sky." ”

Qianjun is Ni Shang's husband, she rarely mentions it, but every time she talks about him, Ni Shang's eyes are "shining".

This kind of love can be seen at a glance even by others.

"Xuan Ling? Xuan Ling, Long Xuan Ling, is really a good name, and the surname Long is also domineering. "In my mind, I went through the name "Long Xuanling" several times.

"Now, he is the only hope for the dragon clan, and I only wish he could succeed." When Ni Shang said this, her face became gloomy.

The dragon fetus in her womb is burdened with the mission of revitalizing the dragon clan.

"Nishang, with a mother like you, are you still afraid that he will not become talented?" I reached out and gently stroked her bulging belly.

As soon as the hand was touched, she felt the little one in her belly move slightly.

"Ni Shang, he's moving!" I exclaimed excitedly.

Nishang suddenly smiled: "It's a lively one, this one likes to move day and night." ”

"It's good to be lively, and we'll lead him to play in the future." As I spoke, I approached Nishang's stomach again, and said to the dragon fetus in her womb: "Ling'er, you are obedient, wait until you come out and then jump, now let your aunt have a good rest, okay?" ”

The little fellow, as if he understood what I was saying, moved a little more, and then there was no sound.

"Ni Shang, he understands." I looked up at Ni Dress.

The smile on the corner of Ni Shang's mouth was still there, but it was much lighter, as if she had lost her mind and thought of something.

"Come, this plaster, apply it well, it should be fine in a few days."

I was about to ask what was wrong with Ni Shang, but in the hall outside, there was the voice of the Dark North Lin.

Hearing that he had bought a plaster for my sister and came back, the smile on my face faded.

"Are you still having trouble with him?" Nishang just called Ming Beilin "brother", and now that Ming Beilin is outside, she refuses to be soft-mouthed.

"Nope." I lowered my eyes and replied.

"Isn't it, he really went to find that Xia Yongye?" As soon as Nishang saw my expression, she could already guess what was going on.

I pursed my lips and didn't respond.

At this time, Ming Beilin entered the house with a casserole of boiled Yuanguo soup.

"Are you awake? Just right, I drank this soup. He poured the soup into a porcelain bowl and brought it to Nishang's bedside.

"Yuanguo? Where did you get that? Nishang just glanced at the crimson soup and knew that it was Yuanguo.

Mingbeilin added fishy ginger slices to the yuan fruit for Ni Shang, and also put wolfberries, but the fishy smell was still rushing to the nose, and there was some pantothenic acid in the throat when he smelled it.

"Drink." Ming Beilin didn't tell Ni Shang about our venture to go to the Demon Pavilion to get the Yuan Fruit, but he persuaded Ni Shang to drink the soup while it was hot.

Nishang took the porcelain bowl and drank the soup in the bowl.

"You must have spent a lot of effort to get this Yuan Fruit, right?" Nishang said, stood up, walked to the table, and poured another bowl to herself.

Such an unpleasant smell of the decoction, but Ni Shang drank it all without wasting a drop.

Probably, in her opinion, this is what we took the risk to get back, so we cherish it very much.

"Nishang, okay, don't want these residues, there are still more than a dozen yuan fruits outside." I looked at the rotten residue, which was a little disgusting in the dark, and hurriedly stopped Ni Shang.

Ming Beilin also directly served the casserole, not letting Ni Shang continue to eat.

"I'll wash it." When I saw that Beilin was about to pick up this casserole, I immediately reached out and took it, trying to avoid him immediately.

He looked at me, as if he wanted to say something to me, but he didn't say it.

Outside the hall, when my senior sister saw me coming out, she immediately walked in front of me.

"Xiyan, what are you hiding from me?" The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, and she began to follow me and keep asking me.

"Senior sister, let Beilin tell you about this." I said to my sister while cleaning the casserole.

"No, you tell me now, why are you crying?" My sister grabbed my wrist.

I pursed my lips and raised my eyes to look at my sister.

These days, Senior Sister's attitude towards Styx Beilin has also changed, and I don't know if her opinion of Styx Beilin is different now than before.

"Senior sister, you matched me and my senior brother, aren't you, now, you don't like senior brother anymore?" My eyes stared at my sister without blinking.

Senior sister's eyes sank, as if she was avoiding me.

"Senior sister, isn't it, do you have anything to do with Shenjun?" I thought, is it because there is a providence in the dark, and after they have been in contact for a long time, they can have a love for each other?

"That Ming Beilin, is a demon who is in the morning and evening, he seems to be very attentive to me these days, you should also see it clearly." The senior sister simply spoke bluntly.

"No, it's not dawn, it's but, it's you, what he originally liked was you." After I finished speaking, I saw a surprised and suspicious expression on my senior sister's face.

She has never cared about the affairs of the Stygian Beilin, and she doesn't know about the love between the Stygian Beilin and Xia Yongye.

Now, Ming Beilin knows that she is Xia Yongye but doesn't say it, presumably because of all the unpleasantness with her senior sister before, right?

If I puncture this paper for them, will they be together soon?

"Xiyan, what do you mean by that?" Senior sister stared at me.

My lips trembled, but my eyes caught sight of the North Dawn standing not far away.

He should have heard the conversation between me and my senior sister.