Huaxin also learned a lot of details from Qing Ge, carefully comparing the difference between pure and dustless and light and dust when he was young, and then to the difference between being and light and dust after experiencing the calamity of karmic fire.

Obviously, there is not much difference between the light and dust before the tribulation and the clean and dustless temperament, and the light and dust after being reborn from the fire is the Junyi she is familiar with.

The painting was so contemplative that he didn't even pay attention to the early Qing child's creeping sneak out of the yard until the sky was white.

Regardless of the tail, Qing Chu Xiao'er only thought about preventing being caught by his mother, but he didn't want his every move to be seen clearly by Shuyi.

So as soon as he shrank his hands and feet and crawled out of the courtyard door, before he could feel the joy of regaining his freedom, he was carried back by Shuyi.

"Hey, we talked about it last time, you have nothing to do with me because of the grudge between you and Huaxin, what are you going to do?"

Qing Chu was fluttering wildly in Shuyi's hand, with a bitter little face, almost crying out of grievances.

He didn't expect that he finally escaped from his mother's clutches, and fell into the wolf pit in a blink of an eye.

"Isn't it your mother's refusal to give birth to a son to this king? Shuyi looked at the little guy's wrinkled face like a bitter gourd and couldn't help laughing.

"So?" Qing Chu cautiously looked up at Shuyi, and a sense of foreboding came to mind.

"So since she has a ready-made son, she doesn't have to go to such trouble as having another one. ”

At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, "" was speechless.

He drooped his head and hung his head, he was so domineering and murderous as Shuyi, there was no reason to talk about it, he could only suppress it by force, and he couldn't beat Keyi.

Shuyi pinched his little head and looked at him, "Call Daddy." ”

At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, "" For a moment, he felt as if the person in front of him was possessed by the old monster of the Red Underworld.

Whenever Chi Ming is caught, Chi Ming likes to coerce and lure him to call him "Daddy". And he, as always, refused with the backbone.

So he was casually thrown into the corner of the wall by Shuyi and hung upside down.

After scalding a pot of wine, Shuyi took a sip of it, looking at Qing Chu's face that looked like a painting, and his mind was full of memories about her.

Half an hour has passed, and Shuyi looks a little soft-hearted, but Qing Chu is very stubborn.

can compromise and sell anything, but you can't call daddy. In his heart, his father is only one with the same dust, and for him, his father is even more important than his mother.

"What a stubborn boy. Shuyi drank another glass of wine, as if talking to himself.

At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, he had been upside down for a long time, his head was a little dizzy, and he couldn't hear Shuyi's voice clearly, and he seemed to have some tinnitus buzzing.

Suddenly, he remembered the man he had glimpsed when he woke up and was sitting naked on the bed with his father and practicing, and looked at Shuyi, which was exactly the same as he was born, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly had an epiphany.

"Hey, it's not my mother who owes you a son, it's my father who owes you a son, right? You like my father, but my mother robbed her, that's why you want to hunt her down. ”

"Poof"

Qing Chu's voice was clear and bright, and it was very abrupt in the empty courtyard, which made Shuyi cough up the wine he hadn't swallowed yet, and also made him taste what it means to choke on spirits.

"What's so good about that monk, why does this king like him?" Shuyi couldn't help laughing, wiped the wine stains on the corners of his lips with a plain white silk silk, and raised his eyebrows and looked at Qing Chu with interest.

Qing Chu blinked and looked at the sweet cake on the table, couldn't help licking his lips, and his stomach "gurgled".