Chapter 1764 He Regrets
Chapter 1764 He Regrets
Little Putao knows what happened outside Mingchen Palace that day, so she also knows that Ye Wuyou, who did all the bad things and betrayed the Fox clan and became the Demon King, is not the real Ye Wuyou, not the daughter of the elder Ye Mubai.

"Killed? So, that woman who has done all the bad things and became the demon king is not Ye Wuyou?" Honghu was actually relieved because of this.

"That's right, I just don't know if that Ye Wuyou was reincarnated, or has disappeared with the Three Realms and Six Realms."

Little Putao unexpectedly sympathized with Ye Wuyou who had never met before.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'll make breakfast."

Little Putao didn't want to say that anymore, and didn't ask Honghu any more bad news.

Honghu blinked, and looked at Little Putao slyly.

Little Putao has never cooked in the past few years, but once he ate the barbecue that Little Putao brought back from the outside, it seemed to taste pretty good.

Thinking of the cooking skills of his own fairy, Honghu's eyes were dim.

He shouldn't have expected it.

"What kind of little eyes do you have, don't you want a delicious breakfast?" Little Putao raised her hand and rubbed the top of Honghu's head.

Honghu smiled aggrievedly, "Sister, rubbed the one whose head is not tall."

not tall...

Little Putao shook her head lightly, not being tall doesn't mean rubbing her head.

Back then, she was the most beloved girl of the Asura clan in the Palace of the Gods and the West Desolate Realm, and there were not a few people who rubbed her head.

She is still taller.

But she also understands Honghu's difficulties.

"You'll grow taller."

Honghu pouted, as if he could hang an oil bottle.

"I'm not tall, sister don't comfort me anymore, the green parrots have grown up..."

"You are not a kind of bird, the time to grow up naturally is different."

Little Putao looked at Honghu with pity, "Okay, today my sister will show you a trick and let you eat pizza...big pie!"

"Big pie!" Honghu got angry with a bad premonition.

I feel that Xiao Putao and Wuyou Xianjun are really a good match. They both obviously don't know how to cook, but they are full of confidence.

However, after the truth of Venerable Sansheng yesterday, I believe that Wuyou Xianjun should not cook easily again.

Little Putao stopped talking, went straight to the kitchen, and started to get busy.

Although Xiao Putao seldom cooks, she is the one who follows Chang Qingyu and Jun Ruoxi after all.

Even if you are not good at it, you can see a lot of things.

……

Tianji Palace!Destiny Palace!
Di Chenxiu hugged the child with a loveless look on his face.

Although the little guy is a newborn, he looks like a three-year-old child.

He hugged Di Chenxiu's neck tightly, not intending to let go at all.

There were still tears on his face, and he looked very pitiful.

Feng Chen and Jun Muhua followed from left to right, feeding the little god child non-stop.

I don't know if it's because the little god doesn't like milk, or for some other reason, but white milk always flows down the corner of his mouth onto Di Chenxiu's clothes.

Although Di Chenxiu disliked him, he still didn't throw the little God Son out of his arms.

"Di Chenxiu, please hug me a little bit, so don't tire my little grandson." Feng Chen looked at the little god son crying aggrievedly with milk dripping from the corner of his mouth in distress.

Di Chenxiu: "..."

The person who holds the child is not tired, but the child who is held is tired.

Excuse me, what kind of logic is this?

Excuse me, what kind of thinking is this?

After an unknown amount of time, the closed door finally opened.

Chang Qingyu walked out with a tired face.

"Mother-in-law, how is Ruoxi?" Di Chenxiu stepped forward holding the little god son with excitement.

Chu Qinghuang followed behind, "It's almost done, let her take a rest first, and bring the child in without rushing."

"Child..." Di Chenxiu couldn't wait, he wished he could rush in immediately.

Chu Qinghuang frowned and swept towards her husband, Di Chenxiu, this is...

Holding the eldest son, why do you still have such an expression?

"Mother-in-law, let the child be taken care of by you first, I don't know how to take care of the child, I want to see Ruoxi..."

Seeing that his mother had no intention of reaching out, Di Chenxiu looked at Chang Qingyu with a smile.

Although he was smiling at the moment, he was also a little helpless, even a little tired and bored.

Chang Qingyu stretched out his hand in a daze without understanding, and finally took the little god son.

The little god was in her arms, he was well-behaved, he didn't cry, but he still danced and danced, obviously wanting to get into Di Chenxiu's arms.

"Thank you, mother-in-law." Di Chenxiu felt relieved.

The slender hands were clenched into fists, gathered in the sleeves, and quickly entered the bedroom, and saw him closing the door unhurriedly. After all, women in labor cannot see the wind, so naturally everyone would not say anything when they saw him closing the door.

Who knew that the moment the door was closed, Di Chenxiu rushed to the bed in an extraordinary manner.

Like a torrent rushing away.

Obviously, it has been a long time since the birth of the child, but the house is still full of blood.

In the curtain woven with light golden flowing clouds, a hazy figure can be seen faintly.

Di Chenxiu stood in front of the bed, trembling all over his body, this was the first time he trembled uncontrollably for no reason.

He was still scared, still nervous, and still a little speechless.

Only separated by a layer of hazy curtains, it is like separated by blue sea and green mountains.

Jun Ruoxi was obviously asleep, and she looked weak.

Di Chenxiu's brows were tightly furrowed, and in his mind, the Poisonous Mushroom Queen brought out pot after pot of blood.

Beauty Suzaku was arranging her things when she suddenly saw a tall man standing in front of the bed who was about to speak, but was stopped by Di Chenxiu.

How could he have forgotten that Suzaku Beauty was still there?

Voice transmission to Suzaku Beauty: Go and make some soup for Ruoxi, and chicken soup...

Naturally, Beauty Suzaku would not refuse at this time. It was also the first time she had seen a caesarean section, and it was indeed a bit scary.

In an instant, Beauty Suzaku returned to the space.

Jun Ruoxi has everything in her space, besides medicinal materials, she also raises a lot of beasts.

After making sure that there was no one else in the bedroom, Di Chenxiu raised his trembling arms and gently lifted the curtain.

The familiar face, pale and weak, reflected in his eyes, and at the same time, it hurt his eyes and heart.

He has always been looking forward to the arrival of the child, but he never thought that it would be such a narrow escape for a woman to give birth.

Jun Luoli also had dystocia before, but it was nothing to do with him, so Di Chenxiu didn't feel anything at that time.

Anyway, he felt that with his mother-in-law around, Jun Luoli and the child would be fine.

This time, Jun Ruoxi gave birth, and he couldn't calm down anymore.

Especially when he heard Jun Ruoxi's cry and saw basin after basin of blood being brought out.

He regretted it.

Regret making Jun Ruoxi pregnant.

She even wanted to have a baby instead of Jun Ruoxi.

So when Little God Son was taken out, he didn't have the emotion he expected before.

Even a little repulsive.

(End of this chapter)

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