The system starts from the first in the world

Chapter 430 Prince Yehua
The dust has settled in the wing world.

With the secret support of the Celestial Clan, Li Jing became Yijun, and presented the most precious treasure "Hanyue Fuqu" in Daziming Palace to Si Ming to bring back to the Heaven Realm, expressing that he would never invade the Celestial Clan again in his lifetime.

Heaven Realm is very happy, and God Yaoguang is guarding the door of the Yi Clan, so they are also very relieved.

Speaking of the heavens, I have to mention a major event - Empress Le Xu is about to give birth.

In just one year, Empress Le Xu will be born, which is really unprecedented.

Because the Celestial Clan has a long lifespan, the gestation period is very long, and the shortest one has to conceive for a hundred years. It is inconceivable that Le Xu's child is just like the mortals in the lower world, and she will be born in October.

Judging from past experience, the longer the pregnancy time, the higher the child's aptitude. The emperor's eldest grandson was born in just one year, so how bad is the aptitude.

The eldest grandson of the Celestial Clan is a trash in practice, which is okay, wouldn't it embarrass the Celestial Clan if he said it.

For the past year, Zhu Cheng has been secretly escorting the second child, and only he knows that it's not that the second child has a short pregnancy period, nor is it that the second child has poor qualifications, but that the birth of a child is so fast.

The old 22 years have conceived everything, but there is only a lack of fetal breath. Of course, this repair will be faster than rebuilding.

But other people don't know about this thing, even Tianjun thinks that his eldest grandson is a waste.

This is how to do?
Zhu Cheng is still counting on the fact that the second child will become a blockbuster when he is born, and he will be the next Heavenly Monarch. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to be considered a waste at birth.

"Sizzling, it looks like I'm waiting for a big game." Zhu Cheng took a sip of his wine, thinking about something.

Yang Cuo doesn't care whether his son is completely unqualified after he is born, just like an ordinary old father, staying around outside the delivery room in a hurry.

After tens of thousands of years of marriage, he is excited and happy to be a father for the first time.

Zhu Cheng had no scruples at all. He hadn't seen anything in the past year, so he squatted beside Empress Le Xu's bed.

"Hard, hard, come out soon."

"Yes, yes, yes, take a deep breath, exhale slowly, inhale..."

Zhu Cheng cheers for Empress Le Xu.

Hey, this name is somewhat familiar.

By the way, I yelled it myself a year ago when my second child turned into Xingjie. Could this be some kind of divine will? I yelled the chant at the time for today's rehearsal, no wonder I yelled it out a lot today.

"Hard, hard, come out soon..."

After tossing for about half an hour, the second child fell to the ground, and the sound of crying rang out in the room.

Pink, round and round, with two small horns growing on his small head, he giggled when he saw Zhu Cheng.

"I'm becoming a father! I'm becoming a father!" Yang Cuo was so happy that he couldn't find Bei. Looking around, he couldn't help but feel a little sad when he didn't see Tianjun, but he soon became happy and rushed into the house.

"Le Xu, thank you for your hard work." Yang Cuo distressedly wiped the sweat from his forehead for Madam Le Xu.

"It's not hard," Lady Le Xu smiled sweetly, and said, "Husband, we finally have a child."

"Yeah, I finally have a child. It's just that this child was born in a year, and I think it's a bit of a qualification... I'm afraid it will be difficult in this Tiangong." Yang Cuo is a little worried about the child's future. The emperor's home is not as beautiful as it looks on the surface, even if brothers are harmonious It's hard to guarantee that the courtiers will play tricks behind their backs.

Zhu Cheng listened from the sidelines, feeling very unhappy in his heart: Fuck me, my nephew will be your son, so you can have fun secretly, you still don’t look down on my nephew, be careful that I will beat you.

"I just care that he is my son." Empress Le Xu didn't care about these things, as long as it was her own son, she would be happy even if he was a born idiot or fool.

This is the heart and soul that I have been looking forward to for tens of thousands of years.

"I like to hear these words." Zhu Cheng was very satisfied after listening to Empress Le Xu's words.The second child has such a mother, so if he wants to live in Tiangong, he won't suffer too much grievance.

But why didn't that old boy Tianjun come?It is really unreasonable for your grandson to not come to pick you up when he was born.

But seeing Zhu Cheng chanting mantras, chanting mantras...

"Chirp, chirp, chirp..." A flock of birds flew up from the Junji Mountain in the Eastern Desolation.

The bird is dressed in colorful clothes and has five colors, and its voice is like a lark, which is very melodious, hovering over the delivery room.

"One, two, three, four... 72, hurry up, go and report to Tianjun." The fairy official counted the number of colorful birds, knocked his jaw on the ground in shock, and hurriedly sent someone to report to Tianjun.

At this time, Tianjun was in the court meeting, sitting on the supreme seat in the main hall, with a solemn demeanor, Donghua Emperor was at the bottom, lying half-lying very leisurely, and the rest were standing in equal parts.

The internal official who came to report the letter was unruly, rushed up to the hall and shouted: "Tianjun, 72, 72."

"Lawless, nonsense, take it down for me." Tianjun didn't like it. Although it was close to the inner officials, it was not good to make a loud noise at the court meeting. What kind of tradition is it? You don't teach people.

"Drink!" The forbidden army in front of the palace appeared and was about to take down the eunuch. The frightened eunuch shuddered, and hurriedly fell to his knees like a machine gun and said, "Ms. Le Xu gave birth to the eldest grandson, there are 72 rookies circling around .”

"what!"

Everyone was shocked, and even the half-lying calm male god Donghua Dijun couldn't help but straighten his body.

"Seventy-two colorful birds came to congratulate, this is a scene that only happened when the god Mo Yuan was born."

"Congratulations to Tianjun, congratulations to Tianjun."

"My Celestial Clan has produced another God of War."

"No, he is the eldest grandson of the emperor who is comparable to Mo Yuan."

Tianjun couldn't sit still, he didn't have time to deal with these flattery, so he left the court and rushed to the delivery room.

"Let's go, let's go..." After a while, all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty followed to witness this historic moment. Emperor Donghua, who didn't like to join in the fun, made an exception and followed today.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp..." 72 colorful birds circled and sang over the delivery room, and Zhu Cheng couldn't help but recall the past.

When Mo Yuan was born, Zhu Cheng felt that the birth of his nephew could be so ordinary, it was too cheap, so he grabbed a handful of loess from the ground, blowing it with immortal energy, and made 72 colorful Birds come to celebrate.

After the celebration is over, you can't just clean up and roast the colorful birds, that's very unlucky, so Zhu Cheng released them.

The colorful birds never left, and they built a nest in Donghuang Junji Mountain to live together. Although they don't have much spiritual intelligence and cultivation level, but because they were created by Zhu Cheng, they are not so blind. They ate.

After all, there is not much meat, not enough for monsters to stuff their teeth.

Unexpectedly, they were created to celebrate the birth of Mo Yuan, and they have carried a mission since birth, even if they live in Junji Mountain, they will keep this mission in mind.

All over the world, no matter what race, they will celebrate the birth of a unicorn, and they will arrange the number according to their aptitude, with Mo Yuan as the top standard, and then push down to a colorful bird to celebrate.

The colorful bird has become a weathervane, and all ethnic groups have issued orders to the outside world. No one can touch the colorful bird.

In the past 10 years since the birth of Moyuan, the colorful birds have been dispatched countless times, but according to the official historian's records, the most colorful birds were "seventy". What a terrifying talent.

Looking at the 72 colorful birds circling in the sky, God's lips trembled, his hands trembled, and his heart exploded with excitement.

"I, my Celestial Clan has finally welcomed a prince." Tianjun gave the second child a title on the spot, and Zhu Cheng was very satisfied, and it was not in vain to attract colorful birds.

"The Lord of Heaven bestowed upon him the name Ye Hua." Ye Hua means that Hua Guang finally ushered in after a long night of waiting.

It seems that the rumor that the second prince Sangji is deeply loved by Tianjun and will succeed Tianjun is a rumor at all.

"Pfft!" Zhu Cheng spat out a mouthful of old wine.

Damn, you old boy, grab my naming rights!
Zhu Cheng originally wanted to name the second child: Mo Di.

(End of this chapter)