Xia Ji didn't do anything, just like an ordinary baby being held.

However, if he wanted to, he could let his original power descend on this small body at any time and transform himself in a very short time.

But if you have really lived for more than 1,500 years, have wielded a knife day and night for hundreds of years, have fought with countless demons and monsters without any commitment to the future, have wandered by the Yellow Spring with the tide of ghosts, and have seen countless souls crushed by the reincarnation platform across time and space, you will have a sense of indifference when you return to the world.

You don't get angry about a lot of things, and you don't get impatient to do anything or show anything.

If the heart has been stored for eternity, if the body has flowed through the long river of death, and you have only counted the numbers day and night, thinking only of one person, you will understand that a few years, even more than ten years, or even decades, are just a snap of your fingers.

You care about it, but you're no longer impatient.

...

The carriage entered the palace of the Qi Kingdom.

The lotus flower wind blows the July Pond, passes through the corridor, bypasses the painting building, caresses the vermilion fence, and is like a courtyard as deep as the sea.

The palace maid hurried to the courtyard with a baby boy wrapped in red silk cloth in her arms.

This is the courtyard of a corner of the harem.

Orientation is the degree of favor.

And the concubines who live here must be unfavored to the extreme.

The palace maid held the baby boy and pushed open the temple door.

Behind the door was the frail face of a bedridden concubine.

She gave birth without the pain subsiding.

But she didn't care about the pain, and her weak face showed for a moment an anxiety that was not mixed with any impurities.

"Kid... My child..."

The maid handed the baby boy back.

The concubine took the child with swiftness like a female leopard, and carefully held it in her arms like a treasure.

The palace maid said lightly: "The queen mother has seen it and thinks that this child is very good, so she gave the name Yu and called Qi Yu." ”

The concubine was stunned.

Stupid?

How can a royal prince be named after "foolish"?

So, she said: "The name of the prince should be given by the Son of Heaven, and the queen should not be allowed to do it for him." ”

The corner of the palace maid's lips was a little mocking: "The Son of Heaven has promised." ”

After speaking, the two palace maids did not stop at all, and left the palace directly.

Today is the time when the two concubines are pregnant at the same time, and the Son of Heaven is not here, so the grace situation can be explained again.

The door closes...

The sky is blocked.

The concubine was stunned for a long time before she cried with the baby boy in her arms, she was not strong.

I cried for a while, but it calmed down.

Although her expression was sad, she was a little softer and firmer because of her mother's love.

She was afraid of frightening the baby boy in her arms, so she wiped away her tears, forced herself to laugh, looked at the baby boy in her arms, carefully cared for him, and then talked to him: "Mom just played with it, it's okay, it's okay." ”

As she spoke, she lifted her shirt and began to do what a mother should do.

Xia Ji sucked breast milk, and now if he doesn't regain his strength, he really needs the nutrition of breast milk to grow up.

can have an extra mother concubine and have a reasonable identity, which also provides conditions for him to smoothly integrate into this world.

It's just that...

What exactly is this palace?

He pondered.

Soon, after he had been fed, the concubine began to hum a little tune to lull him into a dream.

Xia Ji opened his eyes, he was not used to sleeping, he had not slept for a thousand years.

Strangely enough, however, the frail body, which had not regained its strength, quickly became exhausted.

Exhaustion made Xia Ji's consciousness begin to trance, and his little fists that were clenched all the time slowly unfolded,

The eruption of flares, the circulation of the sun feathers, the bubbles of the fire crown, the red and white soup porridge-like world of catastrophic origin with incomparably high temperatures and even far exceeding magma are gone.

Instead, a thin quilt covers the back of the hand as if weightless, and it is a little song that a human mother hums softly and sleeps with love.

His eyelids felt heavy, slowly drooping, obscuring the light.

But it's not darkness, it's a warm dream.

Xia Ji sighed silently in his heart: It's so good.

It was the first time in a thousand years that he had fallen asleep.

He slept soundly.

When he woke up, he saw his mother's maid.

He couldn't help but stare at the maid.

She is not tall, only 1.5 meters, her skin is crystal clear, petite and soft, wrapped in palace maid clothes, her long and thin hair falls down her waist, and there is a bit of cuteness between her eyebrows and eyes.

The concubine's mood finally improved: "Sister Wu, Xiaoyu likes you very much, he has been watching you." ”

"Ahh

The baby boy's eyes were purring at her.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Xiao Wudao: "I like him too." ”

"That's great. The concubine's heart warmed.

This concubine is Hua Xiaochan, who picked up Xiao Wu from the street many years ago and married into the palace.

And the reason why Xia Ji stared at Xiao Wu was very simple, because... Xiao Wu and Xia Xiaosu are exactly the same.

Hua Xiaochan looked at the baby boy in her arms and said, "In the future, she will be your aunt, you must not treat her as a servant, ah, do you know, little fool." ”

Xia Ji blinked, he always remembered that he was a baby, babies couldn't speak, and his current vocal organs were not fully grown, and he could spit out simple syllables when he could pronounce them.

So, he let out a strange babbling sound, indicating that he understood.

As a result, Hua Xiaochan showed a worried look.

"Sister Wu, I don't think Xiaoyu is sick, why doesn't he cry?"

"It's simple. Xiao Wubian walked over directly, tilted his head slightly, stared at the baby's little buttocks and said, "Just hit it twice." ”

Hua Xiaochan: !!

Xiao Wu raised his hand and said in a calm tone, "I'll try." ”

Hua Xiaochan gasped, instinctively reached out to protect the baby boy, and said busily: "No need, no need, the child who can't cry is also very well-behaved, I'll go back and let the imperial doctor take a look." ”

Xiao Wu let out an "oh" and stopped.

Xia Ji didn't look at her again.

This girl is obviously exactly the same as Xia Xiaosu, why is her personality different?

Becoming dull, like a robot, as if something was wrong with the brain.

Moreover, when she left, Xiao Su was the uncrowned king of the north, how could she be a maid here?

There were too many questions, he thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt hungry in his belly, and an instinctive sense of grievance came to his heart, which made him start to cry loudly, and tears flowed down from both sides.

Xiao Wu looked sideways at him and cried curiously.

Hua Xiaochan panicked in her heart, but soon she remembered that as a mother, she could only do three things.

The first feeding.

Second, shhh

Third, shake it.

Three wheels, one is always right.

Hua Xiaochan started to try from the first one, and this test was directly successful.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly her face showed joy, she just said that her son would not cry, but she cried in a blink of an eye, she couldn't help but show a heartfelt smile, looking at Xia Ji gently, the gentleness was afraid to fall in her hand, and she was afraid to melt in her mouth, and she wanted to spoil and spoil more.

Because, if there is no accident, this son will be his only reliance in the future, and his only relative.

The Son of Heaven has not been able to come to see his son until now, Hua Xiaochan is already like ashes, she sniffed her nose, and the wind in the distance faintly wafted the smell of some Dan furnace flames, the smell of herbs, and some noisy sounds...

Hua Xiaochan is not surprised.

The Son of Heaven seeks immortality, and the national teacher of the sect is to help him refine the pill, which is the Yellow and White Pill of the Divine Pill.

But...

The king is not a king, the minister is not a minister, and how can the national teacher have the appearance of a master?

When he walked, he looked at the palace maids with a look of wanting to strip off the palace maid's clothes and throw them on the bed, and he didn't restrain himself when he saw the princesses.

And the Son of Heaven didn't care.

To be exact, nowadays... The sect is the sky.

Dynasty, and even mortal families, magnates, and wealthy people, from the ladies of the family to the small jasper, but anyone who is favored by the people of the sect will be taken away directly.

The process of taking is not forcible taking, but conforms to the dynastic system.

But if it doesn't meet, it's forcible taking.

Hua Xiaochan didn't understand that many of the masters of those sects were no longer mortals, and it stands to reason that their hearts should also be otherworldly, but why did they become more lustful?

Where does it look like a master, it is simply a villain who once gained power.

She vaguely knew that in order to break free from the shackles of mortal life, in addition to Xuangong, she also needed a mysterious and vital resource - fire.

But whether it is Xuangong or Tinder, it is something strictly controlled by the sect, not to mention ordinary people, it is not easy for the emperor's relatives to get it.

Hua Xiaochan was a little worried, this world is too terrible.

It's so insecure.

She was afraid that she would not be able to protect her son.

Thinking of this, she doted on the sleeping baby boy, gently pulled the quilt for him again, stared at his calm long eyelashes, cute little mouth, and couldn't help but kiss it gently.

The baby's day became simple, eating, drinking, and sleeping.

Xia Ji didn't pick any exercises to practice from the baby, anyway, as long as he turned over the book, he could directly obtain the ninth-level skill beads.

And all his power is still hidden in his heart, including the four million three hundred thousand law phases, including the terrifying law body condensed by the nine bad omen of one realm, including the seventy-two changes of supernatural powers, flying knives, yin and yang, including the storage space where the netherworld knife and the sea pearl are hidden, including the connection with the fire tribulation world.

No...

He is the fire robbing world, just like the ancestor of the Wu family is the Jedi of the underworld.

He used this rare precipitation time to think about many things, and he was also calming down many things, including living as a human being.

Half a year later, he finally saw the cheap father.

Or for him, this is not a father at all, there is no blood relationship, there is no parenting relationship, this is a stranger.

The Son of Heaven of Qi is a man with yellow skin and a somewhat empty expression, which is obviously the double result of indulgence and alchemy, but his steps are very steady, and he is obviously a practitioner with a good foundation.

Since ancient times, no Son of Heaven has been able to break free from the shackles of mortals, because no one wants a Son of Heaven who can rule for a thousand years to appear.

Therefore, the Son of Heaven of the Qi State is no exception, unless he removes the throne and is accepted as a disciple by the sect behind the scenes of the Qi State, then there is hope for access to the method of immortality.

But after coming into contact with the Fa, he may not have the fate and time to cultivate to the peak of the Eleventh Realm, so as to increase his lifespan to a thousand years.

The emperor of Qi is called Qi Xiu.

The reason why he came here was only that he suddenly remembered that there was a concubine who he had snubbed, as if this concubine had also given birth to a son, so he came to see it.

When he saw Hua Xiaochan, he remembered that this was Concubine Chan.

Concubine Chan is a typical marriage, and she is a woman sent to the palace by the Hua family in order to keep their family's one-third of an acre.

When you first enter the palace, it is indeed beautiful.

But after the initial freshness, it's not interesting.

Qi Xiu just glanced at it, and casually asked someone to match two sensible palace maids, and left directly, he had more children, and he didn't care about one more or less.

That night, Xia Ji heard Hua Xiaochan crying for a long time, and said a lot to herself.

...

Winter goes, spring comes again, and when it comes to summer, Xia Ji is one year old.

Xiao Wu took his little hand and walked slowly on the dirt to watch him learn to walk.

Colorful butterflies fly among the red and yellow flowers, and the fragrance of newly blooming lotus flowers wafts faintly.

Hua Xiaochan sat in the gazebo and watched with a smile.

She, Xiao Wu, plus her son, this is the real home.

Xiao Wu has also become a child, and sometimes he even learns Xia Ji's movements and imitates Xia Ji's speech.

The warm sun was falling from the sky, but by noon, it was straight again.

Hua Xiaochan asked the palace maid to make lunch, mixed rock sugar mung bean soup, and mixed it with crushed ice to cool off.

And she herself carefully hugged her son and began to breastfeed.

She wouldn't let Xia Ji leave her sight for a moment, otherwise she was worried that the child would die unexpectedly.

So, Xia Ji endured this meticulous care, and lived with a girl who looked like Xiao Su but wasn't sure if it was Xiao Su.

He really likes this life.

Especially after thousands of years of fighting, his heart and soul need such a warmth to heal.

In the fall, he can simply hum a few words, or he can stand on his own with something on his own.

And one morning, Concubine Chan, who had never left him, walked out.

Concubine Chan left, and Xiao Wu came to the room to guard him carefully.

And in the afternoon, Concubine Chan came back, and as soon as she came back, she rummaged through the cabinets, found some gold and silver treasures from the jewelry box, and then hurriedly walked out.

When they came back, only the people returned, but the gold and silver treasures did not return.

She sighed softly, a sad look in her eyes.

Xiao Wu stared at her curiously.

Xia Ji also stared at her.

Concubine Chan smiled at this time, and said in a tone full of apology and gratitude: "It's nothing, I let Sister Wu take the child for a day today." ”

Xiao Wudao: "Ah, it's okay. ”

"Sister Wu, go and rest. ”

"Ah, okay. ”

Xiao Wu walked to the door, turned to look at the boy who had made her feel so much affection for some reason, and waved his hand.

Xia Ji also stretched out his right hand and moved his fingers up and down at her.

Xiao Wu closed the door with a smile.

After Concubine Chan helped her son finish his daily routine, she began to speak to him softly.

"The new national teacher is here, and today he actually gathered all the concubines, saying that he wanted to see which concubine had fairy bones...

In fact, he just wanted to see which concubine was willing to obey him.

My mother gave him a lot of treasures brought from my mother's house, but he was still not satisfied, thinking that my mother was perfunctory to him...

My mother is really a little worried, in case he says something bad to the Son of Heaven, we don't know how to live in the future.

This place is already equivalent to the cold palace, and it won't really hit the cold palace.

Hey, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, and your mother will give him the rest of the baby. ”

Concubine Chan's face was full of sorrow.

Xia Ji listened quietly.

Concubine Chan would never know that her son could fully understand what she was talking about.