The screams from the delivery room were hoarse. The servants who were busy in and out all looked solemn. The people guarding the next room were not good-looking. Among them, a housewife sitting in the middle looked worried, as if she was very concerned about the safety of the people in the delivery room. But in her heart, she didn't know how many times she cursed: Little bitch, little bitch, so restless, it would be better to have one corpse and two lives!

Seeing Xue Li turn back from outside the door for the fourth time, she directed the maid to bring the warmer to drive away the cold, and said virtuously: "Don't worry, Master, Sister Wang has been seven months old. As the saying goes, you will never see each other. I think there will be no accident!"

"What do you know!" Xue Li scolded irritably, and after sitting down, he said worriedly: "There are so many foolish women in the world. I am worried that others will follow suit..."

The housewife was shocked when she heard this. She only considered the back house of the lord's mansion, thinking that the baby born under this situation would attract much attention in at least these seven years (the seven-year-old tests the qualification for cultivation, commonly known as the ascension of the immortals.), which would inevitably affect the balance of power in the back house, which was not as deep as Xue Li thought.

"... Just be smart. If this is useful, what should the people who go up the mountain to serve the immortal master every year? They have been staying in the blessed land of Lingshan for many years, why don't there be any golden eggs falling down?"

The number of babies born every year is a major event in the territory. The housewife no longer cares about the little bit in her heart and said anxiously: "Master, you have to make a quick decision. Sister Wang's thoughts are not an isolated case. She is still seven months old. What if..."

"I have done everything I should do, but God knows how the effect is. Now, I can only talk about people and things to be at ease."

After saying that, Xue Li stood up anxiously again. After walking a few steps, he heard another shrill scream from the delivery room. He couldn't help but stomp his feet and swayed his sleeves and went out.

This time, he did not wander in the nearby corridor, so he went directly to the main courtyard of Fushou Hall and found his father who was listening to small songs, tasting wine, and watching the snow scene.

"Everyone retreats!"

After rushing into the door, Xue Li drove everyone in the hall away.

"What? But the mother and son are safe?"

Xue Li didn't answer, but just sat next to her. When only the father and son were left, she lowered her voice and said, "Father, what are you thinking about the big thing I said last time?"

"Big thing?" Xue Mu narrowed his eyes, looking dizzy and blind with his ears. "What big thing, why don't I remember?"

Xue Li was stunned. Seeing his father's twinkle eyes, he understood, "Then he will make the decision!"

"You are the prince, you have the final say. I am old and have been alive for a few days. I just hope that the heaven will see the pitifulness and let me leave with peace of mind."

"Don't worry, my father, I have thought about it carefully. Even if there is a situation, it will be my room. I will break it up and cannot involve others."

"Ahem..."

"...The boy is gone, father, please take care of yourself."

Xue Mu looked at Zong Zi, whom he valued the most, silently, and looked at his back until his vision was blocked by the gallery.

After a long time, a long sigh.

He pressed a bulge on the chair, and a crisp sound of jingling, and an old man appeared silently beside him.

“What’s going on the mountain recently?”

"The little one didn't find it."

"That thing...was awake?"

“…”

"The misfortune and good fortune depend on each other, and the misfortune and good fortune depend on each other. The ancients did not deceive me!"

…………

As soon as Xue Li returned to his study, he saw a strange man looking at a painting on the wall with his hands on his back. He was shocked and just as he was about to make a move, he heard a voice saying, "It's me!"

Xue Li will never forget this sound even if she turns into ashes.

He was stunned for a moment, jumped into the room, closed the door with a creak, and shouted to the follower outside the door: "I want to practice Zen, no one is allowed to get close to you."

Su Cheng turned around, smiled slightly, pointed to the painting behind him, and said in a low voice: "Is the painting a blessed land of Lingshan?"

Xue Li took a few quick breaths, so he calmed down his mind, and immediately paid a visit: "...The name of this picture is "The Eighteen Sons Ascending to the Immortals", which was originally a copy. Your Highness...you...congratulations on your out-of-virtue and great progress in your cultivation."

Su Cheng nodded and sat down at an Eight Immortals table, "What's wrong with the mansion?"

Xue Li knelt down, lowered her head, and replied respectfully: "It's an insider who gave birth prematurely."

"Oh!" Su Cheng picked up a translucent exquisite teacup and played with it in his hand, "It's a good sign."

Xue Li looked up boldly, glanced at Su Cheng's strange face, and said stutteringly, "Your Highness, the inner man is probably a bit dangerous this time, I... a villain..."

When Su Cheng heard this, he looked down, put down the teacup and said, "You are going to test my quality!"

"Haven, Your Highness, I, I..."

"No need to say much, you understand my rules!"

Xue Li lowered her head, covered her complicated eyes and replied: "Neizi has been studying the Holy Word, and your teachings may have entered her heart."

Su Cheng sensed it, but it was not easy to find Mrs. Ru Xue from so many shallow believers. As for true believers, it was impossible to think about it without thinking about it.

"Your Highness's instructions have always been a little bit forgotten. This is "The Supreme One's Intentions". Although it is ordinary, it is the first step to induce spiritual power." Xue Li carefully escaped from his arms, and then another black wooden box. As he said, he opened the wooden box. "There are two spirit stones, two clear heart mantras, and two dust-avoiding talismans, all of which were secretly obtained from the cultivation market... I wonder if it can be done?"

Su Cheng waved his hand and summoned these things in the air. He first picked up the book "The Great Sutra of the Intentions" and flipped it out casually, saying, "That's all?"

"Your Highness, the true practice of cultivation has always been a secret of the monks. The inheritance of each sect is hidden. Although the villain has some face in the sect, the separation between immortals and mortals is like a natural barrier..."

"Okay!" Su Cheng accepted the tributes with a smile, stood up, flipped his sleeves, and said in a low voice: "Lead the way!"

"Dian, Your Highness..." Xue Li raised his head ecstatically, as if he could not believe that it was so easy and so smooth.

"Depending on how your Madam Ru's study is, if you have nothing to do with me, hehe..."

Su Cheng can't do anything to irrelevant people. First of all, this person must be his believer, even a shallow believer.

Only by following the connection of the faith channel can he have room and possibility of operation.

It is not easy to operate on the shallow believers, just because the connection channel is too unstable and obscure. Su Cheng has a thousand pounds of power, and only a little bit of it can be used. If you are not careful, it will cause severe damage to the other party on the body and soul.

Therefore, he felt far less relaxed than he showed. This might be a test for Xue Li, a great opportunity. For Su Cheng, isn’t it a very important exam?
Chapter completed!