Allure of the World Chapter 327: The joy of family

After all this was arranged, Ling Chen hired a carriage and sat on the carriage with Qing Yun in his arms. Zhang Yang, Xiang Tao and Xiao Wu guarded them and returned to Dulong Mountain.

Qingyun has a residence in the deep foothills of Dulong Mountain, which is the place where Sindar used to live in the mountains. It is two hours away from Qingcheng Continent.

Although living outside is not as safe as living in Qingcheng Continent, Qingyun is afraid that Lingchen will find her, so she doesn't want to tell Lingchen the location of Qingyun Continent. That place is a pure land, and she doesn't want anyone to disturb her, including herself and even her favorite people.

Before Xiangtao passed the book to Xiaojing Feige, Xiaojing had already picked up Ling Ziqing and Nanny Zhang Xia in advance.

Walk all the way. Qing Yun's body couldn't run too fast, Ling Chen also had to deal with the news that came from various places every day. The time on the road was slower.

On the morning of July 15th, they arrived at Dulong Mountain.

Ling Chen just found out that Ling Ziqing's birthday was on the fifteenth day of the seventh month.

Qing Yun said: "Yes. And it's noon."

Ling Chen laughed.

There is a saying in Daxing that the children born on the Mid-Autumn Festival are "heavenly fetuses", who are related to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, have a hard life and a strong aura. It is easy to overcome their parents when born in a mortal family. A natural overlord, and he was born at noon.

Noon is the time when the yang energy is heaviest in the day. Men are born at this time and have noble people to help them all their lives.

Ling Chen had lived in the palace since he was a child. Knowing these things, although he was not superstitious about them, he was happy in his heart.

Qingyun said: "I heard that people born at this time will be killed more."

Ling Chen nodded: "The emperor's family, which one will kill less? This one doesn't matter. When he is twelve years old, let him hold a **** to death with one hand."

Ling Chen couldn't wait to see his son at this time.

This is his first son, he is twenty-four years old this year and has had his first child.

The place where Qingyun lives is a small wooden building with two floors. Qingyun and the others are on the second floor.

The yard is beaming, with clusters of garlands of various colors hanging everywhere. The table that entered the house was filled with various fruits. There are some fruits that can't be seen in Beiyi at all, not even in Daxing, they are in Qingcheng Continent.

Because Ling Chen was coming, Qing Yun had already instructed everyone in advance that no outsiders would come. And in the 500 meters around here, there are people from Tsing Yi Tang.

Qing Yun was weak, so Ling Chen hugged her when he entered the door.

The people in the room immediately knelt down with their heads on the ground.

Ling Chen entered the door and saw that everyone was kneeling there. In the middle of the room stood a little boy, wearing a big red shirt with dark red Yuanbao water patterns embroidered on it, and a peach-shaped circle on top of his head. Hair, clean shaved around, a tiny braid hanging down the back of the head.

He had a piece of sweet cake in his mouth, and when he saw that someone had forgotten to eat it, his slender eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Ling Chen with a vigilant look on his face.

Qing Yun struggled to get off Ling Chen, reached out and patted Ling Ziqing: "Qing'er, come to my mother."

Ling Ziqing froze when she saw Qingyun, then threw the cake in her hand and threw it into Qingyun's arms.

Qingyun hugged him and kissed him indiscriminately on the face. Ling Ziqing giggled while holding Qing Yun's face.

When he first saw his mother, he felt a little strange. He thought that this beautiful woman looked familiar. When Qingyun gently called his name and kissed him, he instantly remembered that this was his mother. .

After the mother and son made out, Qing Yun remembered Ling Chen.

Ling Chen started to stand there, and then sat down, still no one paid attention to him. He has never been so neglected by Qingyun.

He remembered in his mind that every time Qingyun saw his **** in the past, he couldn't help sighing secretly.

Qingyun said: "Qing'er, this is your father."

Qing Yun knew that now the emperor of Daxing was Huo Jingyun. Although everyone met Ling Chen, they still called him emperor. But everyone knew that he was not considered an emperor now, so it was safe for them both to let Ling Ziqing call Ling Chen's father like ordinary people.

Ling Ziqing stared blankly at Ling Chen and did not call him.

Ling Chen reached out and touched his face, Ling Ziqing leaned back in disgust.

Qing Yun said: "It was the first time he saw you, and he was not familiar with you."

Ling Chen reached out to hug him, but Ling Ziqing resisted. It seems that he is not friendly to him.

Qingyun put down Ling Ziqing and watched everyone prepare for lunch at noon. Ling Chen said: "You are not well, don't move anywhere, just let them prepare. You should rest for a while."

Traveling all the way, Qingyun is indeed a little tired. Xiaojing prepared hot water for him, Qingyun waited for Ling Chen to finish bathing, Xiaojing changed the water, and Qingyun also finished bathing. She walked out of the bathroom, her hair still dripping with water, and said to Ling Chen, "Look at Qing'er, I'll squint for a while."

Ling Chen nodded, saw her dripping hair, pulled Qingyun over, and wiped her hair with a towel.

"Qingyun, in a few days, let's hold a ceremony. I want to marry you. Although the ceremony is not as grand as before, I should give you a ceremony."

Qingyun thought about it and said, "Okay."

Everyone knows that Qingyun is Ling Chen's woman and has children, but Qingyun's identity is really not married to Lingchen.

Qingyun's hair was hanging down there, and she fell asleep. Ling Chen wiped her half dry and wrapped it in a clean towel.

Xiaojing took everyone in the kitchen to prepare meals and Ling Ziqing grabbed weekly things.

Ling Chen looked at a snake made of wood that Ling Ziqing was playing with, with seven colors painted on it.

Nurse Zhang Xia looked at Ling Ziqing while wiping the table. Ling Chen was here, she felt restrained, "I'll go and see how they've prepared." She took a chance and walked out.

Ling Chen saw that there was no one else around, so he approached Ling Ziqing and said in a low voice, "Qing'er, call him father, be good." He imitated Qingyun's appearance, and his voice was soft and greasy.

Ling Ziqing looked at him strangely, but did not respond.

Ling Chen saw that it was useless to please, so he snatched the little snake from Ling Ziqing's hand: "Quick, call my father and I'll give it to you..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Ziqing cried with a "wow", with a loud sound, as if someone had stabbed him with a needle!

In an instant, the sound of footsteps upstairs and downstairs kicked in!

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong with the little boy?"

Qingyun also hurriedly walked out of the back room and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ling Chen was holding a small snake in his hand and was trying his best to stuff it into Ling Ziqing's arms. When he saw everyone coming in, he stood there embarrassed and glared at Ling Ziqing: "You little man!" He put the snake down and hurriedly Into the back room.

Ling Ziqing only let out a howl, then continued to pick up the little snake and play as if nothing was wrong.

Qingyun looked at everyone and said, "It's alright, you all go to work, I'm watching him."

He carried Ling Ziqing into the back room and let him play on the bed. She said to Ling Chen, "He's not familiar with you yet, so take your time."

Ling Chen rested on the bed, watching Qingyun leaning there and teasing his son, his heart was extremely satisfied.

The so-called family happiness, that's all.