Chongmen Feng room, small pavilion painting building, red walls and green tiles, winding paths are secluded, but sparsely populated, bleak and deserted......

This is what is now the Priesthood.

The buildings that were once destroyed by Yan Tian's sneak attack were all razed to the ground by Yun Yihan.

Time has passed, things are not people, and there are only a few dozen people left in the priesthood.

In addition, the family members and the guardians are all from the Six Princes' Mansion.

In the warm pavilion, Yun Yihan sent away the sixth prince Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhao's body had a vague aroma, this aroma was very strange, Yun Yihan felt a little familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had smelled it. After Yan Zhao left, Yun Yihan went to the White Stone Temple.

He lived a much longer life than the average person, but longevity did not come without a price, and the longer he lived, the more he forgot. In these long years, he was alone, the wind was lonely, the moon was lonely, and there seemed to be nothing worth his nostalgia in the vast world.

So it is with the priesthood. For him, it was just a place to stay, not his home, and he would not have a special affection for it. But at some point, it seemed to be different to him?

The saint is no more, the altar has been destroyed, and when he came back this time, Yun Yihan sealed most of the priest's courtyard, leaving only the Qingshui Residence where the white-clothed disciples and those people from the Six Kings' Mansion lived, as well as the white stone temple and study

No one was allowed to enter the White Stone Temple without his permission, and when he pushed open the door that was still golden and splendour, he shook his head, and a sense of sadness that he had never felt before erupted from the bottom of his heart.

"Ahem......"

Before the door of the temple could be closed, Yun Yihan coughed, coughed for a while, and sure enough, like a few days ago, he vomited blood again.

His blood dripped on the ground, and it no longer bloomed into that kind of gorgeous and poisonous dahlias.

On the surface, it seemed that the curse had been lifted, but Yun Yihan didn't think so. His body wasn't going to get better all of a sudden, there must be something he didn't know.

Now that the situation in the court is turbulent, the sixth prince seems to be an ally with him, but that person is actually playing his own small calculations. Maybe the sixth prince is also a little clever, but he can't see a trace of dragon energy in him, he just has an empty plan, but he doesn't have the life to be the emperor. Of course, Yun Yihan did not mention this to him.

He has no spare time to take care of other people's lives.

"Wow......"

With a baby's cry, Ruoshui jumped out from behind the twelve screens with a bitter face: "My lord...... This...... This kid threw up on me again......"

In the baby's louder cry, Yun Yihan walked over unhurriedly, and behind the screen was a completely different scene from the front hall.

The front hall of the White Stone Temple is empty and cold, but the apse, which is only separated by a large screen, is a different scene......

Soft curtains of water blue fall to the ground on all sides, and thick cashmere carpets are spread on the floor, making the room warm as spring.

The corners of the walls are hung with novel and lovely palace lamps, and a huge night pearl on the table emits a soft light.

There are also all kinds of children's toys hanging on the roof of the temple, colorful windmills, small wooden horses, rattles, small lanterns can be seen everywhere, and in the middle of the stars holding the moon, is a small baby shaker covered with a gauze tent.

The shaker looks ordinary, but the wood used to make the shaker is hard to find for thousands of years, just such a small bed, can bear the aura of heaven and earth, and a hundred ghosts will not invade, this bed is even more difficult to buy, enough to be worth half of the treasury of King Nanzhao.

Yun Yihan walked slowly to the crib.

The curtain was half-open, and the baby inside was still dancing with his hands and feet just now, and when he saw Yun Yihan coming, he stopped and looked at him blankly, and seemed to smile......

If Shui fed him rice soup just now, how big is the little thing so scheming? drank it, and then vomited it all over him, he couldn't change his clothes, and he had to be forced to "clean up the scene" here......

If the remaining half bowl of rice soup was still on the side of the bed, Yun Yihan hesitated, slowly picked up the bowl, and half-squatted on the side of the bed to start feeding the child......

Ruoshui looked at it intently, and his eyes were about to fall to the ground. This was the first time he had seen his wise and martial priest milk child with his own eyes, and he had actually wanted to see it for a long time, but every time no matter what trick he used, Yun Yihan just wouldn't show him......

Today can finally fulfill his little wish, Ruoshui's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but get closer......

Yun Yihan took the spoon and scooped it in the bowl, the temperature of the rice soup seemed to be a little colder, a purple light gathered in his palm, and after a while, the rice soup was hot again......

Yun Yihan scooped a small half spoon with a spoon, and when he saw it, he came to the mouth of the little thing, suddenly, he stopped, turned his eyes to look at Ruoshui, Ruoshui sighed in his heart, and secretly screamed that it was not good!

Yun Yihan smiled and said, "Ruoshui, what did you call him just now?" ”

What's what? Ruoshui thought about it for a while, oh, it was a little thing that spit on him, and when he saw the priest come in, he casually shouted "This kid ......"?

Is there something wrong?

Ruoshui didn't know that Yun Yihan guessed seven or eight points of these chaotic thoughts in his heart, and he was smiling on his face, but this smile was unusually cold!

Finally, Ruoshui opened his eyes and said nonsense, giggling: "Haha, the subordinate is saying, little master?" ”

Yun Yihan flicked his sleeves, and Ruoshui felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards him, and his whole person was fanned out......

Little master, you are an immortal! Ruoshui's mouth is really getting more and more oily now, and I don't know who I learned it from......

"Giggle......

The little thing in the crib seemed happy when it saw Ruoshui being slapped out, and giggled......

Yun Yihan looked at him and sighed softly, and slowly fed the little rabbit cub something to drink.

It's actually a very beautiful little baby. With bright eyes and white and tender skin, blowing can be broken, and people can't help but want to kiss it. His beautiful eyes are very similar to Gong Ling Yu, which is the clearest and most indelible scenery in the world. He's only been a little over a month old, and he's already grown like this, so if he's big, what's the deal?

The little thing is wearing clothes that he sewed by himself, and the material is naturally needless to say, it is the best cloud brocade, soft like a cloud, which is most suitable for the soft skin of a baby to wear. His female celebrity doesn't have to be said, in fact, as long as Gong Lingyu is not good at it, he has secretly learned it, so that the two of them will complement each other together. If she doesn't want to do it, he just does it. If there is a fly in the ointment, it is......

The baby's gender is a boy. But Yun Yihan likes girls, and before he was born, all the clothes he made were worn by girls......

So, since everything has been done well, you can't let him waste so much effort, right?

Then wear it......

Anyway, the rabbit cub is still small, what is not to wear?

(Bunny: So I kind of understand why I'm wearing a skirt when I'm five years old...... ）

Yun Yihan couldn't wait to give it the best things in the world. From the time it was not born, he was a little inexplicable...... Afraid. That's right, it's fear. That time, if it weren't for Gong Lingyu holding his hand to feel the existence of this child, he wouldn't dare to touch it at all.

What does it feel like?

He had no way to describe it.

The little thing was sleepy when it was full of food and drink, a pair of small fists shook in the air, slowly put it down, the eyes slowly closed, and a small mouth opened slightly, it was very cute......

Yun Yihan waved his sleeves lightly, and the halo of the night pearl on the table also dimmed a lot.

He leaned over to cover the baby's little quilt, and couldn't help but touch its little face, which felt smooth and ......

The little thing was a premature baby, Yun Yihan even thought it was a dead baby, he never thought that this child would wake up......

Still woke up in such a short time......

This was really unexpected by Yun Yihan, he originally thought that this baby would not wake up.

When he overheard the sound of its breathing coming from inside the crystal, and when he saw those closed eyes slowly open and smile at him, he suddenly felt that it was worth it for him to die at this moment......

Perhaps, God is taking pity on him? For the first time in his life, he, a man who had never believed in heaven, wanted to thank God.

A child's life is very simple, nothing more than eating, sleeping, and occasionally wetting the bed......

Maybe because it was born prematurely, it slept more than the average child, and spent almost the whole day sleeping, just when it was too hungry to wake up and cry......

Fortunately, its health is still good, and when it grows up, Xiao Yu will give him conditioning.

Thinking of its mother who turned her face when she said she would turn her face, Yun Yihan sighed again.

"Little rabbit, it's not that I don't name you, it's that your mother has too many things, and if I don't get up well, she will be angry again, but what if she ignores me now......"

……

Ruoshui was thrown out by Yun Yihan, and it happened to fall into the flower bed.

This flowerbed is for thorns......

Yun Yihan's preferences have never been different from others, who would raise this kind of thing in their own flower beds?!

Yun Yihan will!

Although it is winter now, the old roots of this thorn are still there, and there are still thorns flying on it, and if the water plunges into it, the face is almost poked into a sieve and broken!

After tossing for a long time, Ruoshui allowed himself to crawl out with the smallest range of injuries, but he was still aggrieved to death.

Didn't he subconsciously say "this kid", he didn't say stinky boy yet......

More than once he had heard the priest shout that the little master was a rabbit cub!

Speaking of which, he also felt that something was wrong, the adults said that this little thing was his child, and if he called him a rabbit cub, then what would he become?

Ruoshui was extremely aggrieved in his heart, but after thinking about it, this little thing was obviously a boy, but the priest had to raise him as a girl, wearing a small flower skirt and sleeping on a small flower blanket, Ruoshui's heart was inexplicably much more comfortable......

Anyway, it's not just him who is unlucky...... Hiss...... My ass hurts......