Chapter 39: Giving Birth to Thousands of Children2

She was so immersed in the joy of the beautiful world that she didn't realize what he was saying, and she didn't understand it, and she played with the red flower in her little hand for a while, and her eyes fell on the pearl of the night on the high crown above his head.

The beads are moist and lovely, and the brilliance flows, as if there is an infinite world of beauty hidden inside.

There were three pearls of the night on his head, and she was staring at the largest and most brilliant red bead in the center. It seemed to be alive, brighter than the most beautiful red flower she had ever seen in the world, and the red flower in her hand was eclipsed by comparison.

The beautiful beads shone on her surprised little face, and she reached out to stroke the beads, and at once she held them firmly in her hand.

He hesitated.

But the little hand gripped the bead tightly, and she was engrossed in it, as if it had a powerful allure. The little hand went to pull, but for fear of breaking it, and a little timidly, cautiously.

It was the first time he had seen her so interested in something that he had forgotten about the kite next to her.

He was suddenly happy, and he didn't understand why he was so happy.

This bead, she likes......

He simply took off the bead and put it in her little hand, "Wuxue, you come with me, this bead will be played with for you, okay?"

She pinched the beads, concentrating on the rainbow-like flowing colors inside, and after looking at it for a long time, it showed mountains and rivers, birds and animals, and fawn and saffron...... It turned out to be exactly the same as the fairy tale world she had seen in the palm of his hand before.

At that time, the morning sun had already risen, and a little light fell from the top of the peach tree, inlaying a faint golden edge on the ten thousand peach blossoms.

The child raised his head in the direction of the rising sun, and suddenly hallucinated in front of him, it was a huge snake python, hideous and ugly, it was entrenched on the top of the old peach tree, grinning at her.

She jumped to her feet and left Wu Xian's embrace.

Wu Xian's face changed dramatically in the direction of her gaze: the top of the ancient peach tree was a faint emerald emerald - it was the peach blossom season, and there were few leaves, so this overly green peach leaf was particularly eye-catching.

He suddenly remembered the little prince's broken eyelashes.

Little prince, after hundreds of thousands of years, you still dare to go against me?

The anger on his face was clearly visible to the little girl who turned her head—at that moment, he and the python entrenched in the old peach tree became one.

She exclaimed, and fled.

Wu Xian rushed up and hugged her, and the magic hand gently stroked her face, and she immediately fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, the image of the python had long since cleared my mind.

I still have that beautiful bead in my palm.

When she looked at those deep eyes with a faint sadness, her little heart was very frightened, it was an innate fear, which had been covered by the years, and now, it was only revealed little by little.

She was afraid of this man who was holding her, although he was so handsome, so gentle, and so kind to herself, but she was still afraid of him, and she didn't know why.

He didn't ignore her faint fear, sighed secretly, and slowly placed her small hand in his wide palm.

The little girl saw a small red drop of water fall silently from his palm on the palm of her right hand, and soon, the beautiful red bead disappeared, and it had completely penetrated into her palm.