The belly is getting bigger and bigger, Mu Zili has become more and more arrogant recently, and wherever he goes, he is like a gourd that will be made into a water scoop, and all his energy is not enough to spend on himself, and he has no time to make fun of others. For this reason, it is said that many people in the Yuluo Realm have quietly celebrated behind closed doors.

At night, Tilting Ling's tall body was next to Mu Zili, stroking his wife's already round belly with his hand, feeling the slight squirming of the child, and the joy of becoming a father for the first time was beyond words.

Mu Zili opened it and let Ling Ling touch it curiously, and when he noticed that a pair of hands began to quietly go up a little restlessly, he retracted the hand.

Tilting Ling seemed to be aggrieved, buried her face in her hair, rubbed it lightly a few times, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't do anything." ”

Thinking of some indescribable thoughts, Mu Zili's face turned red, turned his hand back, and groped for a pinch on the waist of Ling Ling.

Tilting Ling itched, snorted and laughed, hugged Mu Zili in his arms with his strong arms, kissed her ear, and said softly: "When you are born, take care of your body, I will marry you again from Xianjun, okay?" ”

Mu Zili felt a little sleepy and muttered, "Don't." ”

"Why? You haven't even answered my courtship. ”

Mu Zili turned over and looked at Tilt Ling, like looking at a fool, "Heli is a matter of two people, as if I signed and signed the pledge and recognized your Heli." ”

There was light in Ling Ling's eyes, and his white and slender fingers wrapped around Mu Zili's hair, "I knew at that time that you were marrying me for the stability of the two worlds, so I thought that you would be willing to marry me just for me." ”

Holding his stomach and laughing twice, Mu Zili rolled his eyes, and said sharply: "I married you for the glory and wealth of the Youluo Realm, but not for you, you think more beautiful than you look." ”

Ling Ling was frustrated, looked at Mu Zili with doting eyes, got closer, and said bewildermently: "Then you call me Brother Ling for my glory and wealth." ”

"Don't!" Mu Zili decisively refused, "Don't kill it!" ”

"When you were afraid of hardship and didn't want to drink medicine yesterday, you begged me and called me Brother Ling."

When it came to this matter, Mu Zili gritted his teeth and said: "You finally tricked me into drinking the bitter medicine, I see that the doctor in your Youluo Realm is the same as the gourd in Xianjun, and the medicine prescribed is so bitter!" ”

"I'll punish him tomorrow!" Ling Ling relied on Mu Zili for everything, and he actually had a bit of the charm of a faint king, "Punish him to sweep the red rhombus." ”

Mu Zili held his stomach and laughed into tears, "This is a good idea." ”

Seeing that she was gradually getting more energetic, she didn't dare to tease her anymore, for fear that she would lose her sleepiness again.

Stretching out his hand to cover the corners of the quilt, he left a kiss on Mu Zili's forehead, and said gently: "Go to bed early, rest well." ”

When the words fell, Mu Zili nested in his own warm little corner and soon fell asleep.

Months passed.

A white and chubby boy fell to the ground in the fallen platform, maybe Mu Zili had a good physical foundation, or maybe the child knew how to cherish his mother, and it didn't take too long for the child to be born. Tilting Ling laughed on the side and lost his usual steady, and wanted to hug the child and the adult, and came down all day long, even busier than the mother who delivered the baby.

Mu Zili looked at the white jade carving as if the adult was holding the villain, his eyes were full of smiles, and his heart may be the same as most first-time mothers in this world, he will feel that his heart is full and full, and there is nothing more complete than the picture as far as the eye can see.

Nine Heavens above Xianjun got the news, everyone was in an uproar, and many immortal officials who couldn't see Mu Zili couldn't help but applaud, just because Mu Zili gave birth to a child for the Youluo Realm, it means that with the concern of her husband and son, there will be very few opportunities for the aunt and grandmother to go to Xianjun to harm everyone in the future.

So, the congratulatory gifts sent by Xianjun to the Youluo realm were much more than Mu Zili expected, which couldn't help but make Mu Zili quite nostalgic, and even a little regretful, thinking about her sharp words to everyone on weekdays, everyone also sent her things regardless of their previous suspicions, although the things are light, the affection is heavy, from this point of view, in the future, I will often return to Xianjun for reunion, so as not to waste everyone's sincerity.

Later, when the child was two or three years old, Mu Zili took the child back to the Divine Monarch Palace, and since then, the characters who have plagued the nine heavens have changed from one to two, and the Immortal Emperor's desk to participate in Mu Zili's document began to pile up again.

In fact, in comparison, Xianjun is fine, and the bitter water of the Youluo Realm is even worse.

His own children, his own family looks happy, no matter how he plays, Ling Ling thinks that his children are the cutest children in the world, and his wife is the most gentle and virtuous wife in the world.

One day, Mingguang got married, married to the son of an elder in the Youluo realm, before the marriage was wearing a wedding dress and was content, and met the girl Meixiang leading Mu Zili's son to play on the side of the road, so he went over and asked proudly: "Little prince, do you think your aunt is good-looking?" ”

The little prince looked up at his little head for a moment, clapped his hands and said, "It's good-looking!" My aunt is so good-looking! ”

This milky compliment, the straight praise of Mingguang's heart was full of joy, but he still felt that he was not satisfied enough, and asked again: "Then do you think, in this Youluo world, who is the best-looking?" ”

Without thinking, the little prince said, "Naturally, my father is the best-looking." ”

Mingguang listened, his face was not annoyed, he laughed a few times, and then asked: "Then you say, is your aunt good-looking, or your mother is good-looking?" ”

The little prince looked up and said, "Naturally, my queen mother is good-looking." ”

When Mingguang heard this, he was displeased, and immediately pulled down his face and said to the little prince: "You must know that in this Youluo realm, my aunt is the most beautiful, do you know?" ”

The little prince pursed his lips and did not speak.

Mingguang coaxed again: "If you say that I am beautiful, how about I give you all the delicious food in my palace?" ”

The little prince's bright eyes rolled, and he pulled the corner of Mingguang's skirt and nodded, innocent.

Mingguang called the eyebrows and brought the little prince to her palace, and generously served a lot of delicacies, and the little prince sat at the table after a full meal, touching his round belly, satisfied.

Seeing that he had eaten well, Mingguang chuckled and asked again, "Ask you again, is my aunt beautiful?" ”

The little prince nodded, "Beautiful." ”

"Now, who is the most beautiful person in the Gloria Realm?"

The little prince still blurted out, "It's my father." ”

Mingguang was a little frustrated, and couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, "Then, aunt or your mother, which one is beautiful?" ”

The little prince squinted his eyes and smiled innocently this time, and said in a milky voice: "My aunt is beautiful." ”

Mingguang's rouge-coated red lips had just been raised, and before he could laugh out loud, he heard the little prince clapping his hands and proudly saying, "The queen mother is more beautiful!" ”

This time, Mingguang completely pulled down his face, and blasted the little prince out of the door with the palace maid's eyebrows, and when he was taken away, the little prince also stretched out his little hand and took away a piece of sugar crisp made of sesame seeds on the table, and said sweetly to Mingguang: "Thank you, aunt." ”

Mingguang was originally full of anger, and her aunt, who listened to this sweet and glutinous voice, also melted most of it, and only sat in her palace, pulling the handkerchief and being upset for a while.

Meixiang went out with the little prince in her arms, and advised softly: "Your Royal Highness, don't tease Princess Mingguang next time, the slave is really afraid that she will be angry and forget the severity." ”

The little prince hugged Meixiang's neck, kissed Meixiang's face, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, Your Highness, you have your own measure." ”

Suddenly kissed, Meixiang laughed, hugged the child in his arms, and gave birth to endless love in his heart, His Royal Highness always seems to have a way to make others angry, the people in the whole palace, which one did not hurt him to the bones, made a mistake and caused trouble, His Royal Highness said a word, a look and a movement, can make people eliminate all the anger, hate to pick it up, and coax it well.

In the Youluo Realm, this is the little prince's method of survival, but this method does not necessarily work for everyone, such as his ruthless queen mother. As for his father, the little prince felt that he was resolute in dealing with other things, and when it came to family affairs, he became an indecisive centrist.

After eating a lot of sugar crisp, the little prince returned to his bedroom, pointed to the cup on the table, and the waiting palace maid hurriedly poured a cup of warm water, but when she opened her mouth, before the water was drunk into her mouth, she heard a familiar voice at the door: "What, other people's families only eat and are not allowed to drink water?" ”

The little prince took a few sips of the water cup, turned to the door, and ran to his mother on his little legs.

"Mother, hug!"

As he approached, a hand was on his head, blocking his steps.

Poor baba, the little prince looked up at his own mother, pouted, and looked like he wanted to cry or not!

Mu Zili said with a poisonous mouth: "Put away your pitiful appearance!" The old lady has already seen too much of your old man! ”

After saying that, Mu Zili squatted down and asked with ill feelings: "Say, is it the beauty of the bright light, or the beauty of the queen mother?" ”

The little prince clenched his small fists, "Naturally, it is the beauty of the queen mother, and it is the beauty of the queen mother at all times." ”

Mu Zili nodded, and asked again: "Then, who is the most beautiful in the Youluo Realm?" ”

The little prince looked towards the door, suddenly bypassed Mu Zili, threw himself into Ling Ling's arms, giggled a few times, and said in a milky voice: "Naturally, my father is the most beautiful." ”

Mu Zili stood up and looked at the picture of his father's kindness and filial piety in front of him, rolled his eyes silently, and said unconvinced: "Why is your father more beautiful than me?" ”

The little prince relied on his father's arms, analyzed for a long time, and said seriously: "Because my father's eyes are red, my eyes are also red, and the image of my father is naturally the most beautiful of my father!" ”

Mu Zili gave a look at Tilt Ling, and the two laughed at each other, and after a long time, this little guy praised himself.