Fu Yunchen didn't expect An Qingge to suddenly say this, and he was also surprised.

But he was more happy, as if a parent saw that her child was in good shape: "How did you know that she had a miscarriage?" ”

"The inner courtyard of the back house, it's all like this, I said to try it, plus she was originally quite superstitious, if it's useful, chase it, if it's useless, it's just a casual talk." An Qingge said naturally.

Fu Yunchen didn't expect An Qingge to explain it like this, it seemed to make sense.

An Qingge continued: "I can continue to say similar things in the future, but what does she believe, whether she believes in Buddhism or Taoism. ”

"Christian" Fu Yunchen motioned to the servant to put the rice soup in front of An Qingge.

An Qingge's face changed slightly.

What is good faith in Christianity.

Those Western gods have the best ability to fool.

She is not concentrating on cultivation in the Heavenly Palace like them at all, which is the reason why she especially looks down on the gods of the West.

Fu Yunchen saw An Qingge's face, and smiled: "It's good for you to drink something to moisten your throat, I'm just worried that you'll be thirsty if you say it for too long, not for you to finish drinking." ”

After listening to this, An Qingge took a small sip.

With such a perfunctory look, Fu Yunchen smiled at the corner of his mouth: "But you seem to like these stories very much." ”

An Qingge nodded naturally, but then she thought of something, and looked at Fu Yunchen: "I'll tell you a story, okay." ”

"Okay." Fu Yunchen stood up and walked to her side: "But I think it would be better if you spoke in my arms." ”

An Qingge stood up with a smile, and then Fu Yunchen sat down and held her in his arms.

Then An Qingge said: "50,000 years ago, there was a lotus in the Yao Pond because it absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, so it cultivated into an immortal, and that immortal had no father or mother in the Heavenly Palace, relying on his own cultivation, and then 30,000 years ago, he was named the god of the Si Ming Palace, and the Si Ming Hall is the temple in charge of all the fates of the mortal world. ”

An Qingge hugged Fu Yunchen's neck when she spoke, her story is so plain, she doesn't have the ability to destroy the world, she can't save the world in time, she is just a lonely fairy above the Nine Heavens, her tens of thousands of years can't even be called a story, the reason why An Qingge said this is to let this man know about her.

Fu Yunchen obviously didn't care much about An Qingge's words, in his opinion, An Qingge saw it in some novel: "It seems that you like these myths and stories very much, I'll find you some books, you can pass the time to read." ”

An Qingge laughed when he heard this, this Fu Yunchen really took what she said as a story.

When he thought of this, An Qingge couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

Fu Yunchen, this god really exists, and you are still the most important person in this god's ten thousand years.

And there is another person next to him, then it is An Ruilan.

An Ruilan really didn't expect An Qingge to be so favored, how could she feel comfortable in her heart.

What kind of good luck did An Qingge take to be able to get such favor from Fu Yunchen, she was really angry, if she could, she really wanted to step forward now and directly drag An Qingge out of Fu Yunchen's arms.

But An Ruilan knows very well that if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, and she must endure it.