Lime City, street corner.
By a stall selling flower cake cakes.
At this moment was standing a very old Taoist priest.
His clothes were ragged, his beard was sparse and pale, his body was short, thin and dry, and his skin was wrinkled, just like a skeleton frame in its old age.
At this moment, his eyes stared straight at the plate of flower cake biscuits, his hands trembled slightly, his lips squirmed, his throat rolled twice, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and with great difficulty he stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips, and swallowed another mouthful of saliva, and then he took a deep breath, and raised his head to look towards the stall owner who was making the flower cake, and with his face reddened, his voice hoarse, he said, "Boss, can you give a portion of the flower cake to a poor Taoist. The poor Taoist is grateful?"
The stall owner stopped making the flower cake and turned his head to look at the old Taoist, his eyes revealing a touch of dislike followed by a hint of pity. He shook his head and sighed, handing the flower cake on the side to the old Taoist, "Eat it first, talk to me if you don't have enough and I'll get it for you."
The old Taoist received the flower cake, and hastily thanked him, then he couldn't wait to eat it, wolfing it down, eating extremely ugly, as if he had been starving for a long time.
In a moment, the old Taoist stopped chewing in his hand, wiped his mouth full of flower cake crumbs with his sleeve, looked up at the stall owner and said, "Thank you, the poor Taoist hasn't tasted such delicious flower cake for a long time!"
The stall owner looked at the old Taoist and revealed a bitter smile, "If you've had your fill, just go, I can't even do this business with you here."
The old Taoist nodded and thanked him a few more times, then stood up, hunched over, and slowly traveled towards the front.
Only to see that the old Taoist kept traveling forward for about tens of miles, drilled through alleyways, turned a few corners, and arrived in front of the door of a courtyard house.
It was a very large quadrangle, but the walls of the quadrangle were covered in purple runes, and a hidden aura was surging within the courtyard, which had obviously been placed under a forbidding system, so that no outsiders would be able to enter it.
The old Taoist stood in front of the door, looked up and surveyed the door plaque, muttering, "Qin Mansion?"
After saying that, he pushed the door in, only to see that the glowing purple runes could not stop him at all.
When he stepped into the courtyard, the door automatically closed.
And at that moment, on a stone table in the center of the courtyard, sat a man with a handsome face, wearing a black robe with a white belt tied around his waist, looking elegant and dashing with an extraordinary demeanor.
This man was none other than the head of the Qin Family, Qin Xiangyang.
On the side of Qin Xiangyang, there was a young woman.
Her eyebrows like a picture, her skin is snow, her figure is exquisite, her face is beautiful, wearing a set of lavender skirt, her waist is slender, plump and attractive, a pair of jade feet are immaculate, just like white lotus flowers are delicate and white, in this hot season, it looks particularly tempting.
This woman at this time, pacing back and forth in the courtyard, from time to time looking towards the closed door of that main house, her eyes flashing with a worried look.
"Xiao Yue you sit there and wait in peace, don't hang around in front of my eyes, shaking me to distraction."
The one who spoke was none other than Qin Xiangyang who was sitting on the stone table in a state of distraction.
Hearing this, the woman turned around, a pair of bright and soulful eyes glaring at the man, muttering, "You weren't like this just now, how come you can sit still now?"
Qin Xiangyang bristled and said, "There's nothing I can do if I can't sit still."
Xiao Yue instantly rolled her eyes speechlessly, ignored him, and did not continue to walk around, but stood there staring tightly at the closed door of the room.
Time passed minute by minute, the two also did not say a word, not to mention did not move a bit, just staring at that tightly closed room door, quietly waiting, looking forward to what movement came from inside.
Wow wow ... WoW ...
After about half a tea's work, inside the house suddenly came a baby's cry, heard this cry.
Xiao Yue and Qin Xiangyang's complexion instantly rejoiced, hastily walked towards the door, excitedly rubbing their hands, blearily looking at the tightly closed door of the room, looked at each other and said at the same time:
"It's born, it's born, Xiaoyun has given birth!"
"Sister has given birth."
This news made the two people excited, Qin Xiangyang was even more excited and at a loss for words, he didn't know what to do, he rubbed his palms together and then turned his head to look at Xiao Yue who was beside him and asked joyfully.
"Xiao Yue, listen to this voice, is it a son or a daughter?"
Xiao Yue also kept looking through the doorway into the house,, with a tense, expectant face, she said, "Listening to the voice, it should be a boy, right?"
Qin Xiangyang nodded and grinned, revealing his white teeth.
Not long after, the door of the closed room creaked open, only to see a maternity nurse holding swaddling clothes in her arms, standing in the doorway, smilingly saying, "Congratulations master, congratulations master, madam has given birth, it's a little young master!"
Hearing this news, the two rushed over in unison, rushing to the labor attendant and holding the child in their arms.
"Hahahahaha ... I'm going to be a father ... I'm going to be a father ..."
Qin Xiangyang hugged the child and shouted loudly in joy.
Xiao Yue also followed at the side and echoed, the smile on her face was bright and dazzling, a few points brighter than Qin Xiangyang's smile.
The two of them looked at the little powdered doll in their arms, and both of them couldn't help but reach out their fingers and poke at the little powdery face.
"So cute, I want to give it a kiss!"
Xiao Yue said while touching the child's face, with a look of eagerness.
Qin Xiangyang looked at Xiao Yue who was more excited than him, so he carefully waited for the child to be handed over to Xiao Yue to hold and said, "You hold the child first, I'll go into the house to check on Xiaoyun."
Xiao Yue nodded and followed along.
Inside the main house, only to see a woman lying on top of the bed couch, full of fatigue, between the eyebrows is with a thick tiredness, although looking a little weak incomparable but still can't cover her absolutely beautiful appearance.
Qin Xiangyang approached the bed, leaned over and glanced at the pale and bloodless Mu Xiaoyun on the bed, his eyes showing deep love and affection.
"Xiaoyun, it's been hard on you."
He murmured in a low voice, stretching out his fingers and gently touching Mu Xiaoyun's face, his gaze revealing a strong sense of love.
The eyelashes of Mu Xiaoyun, who was resting on the bed, fluttered slightly and slowly opened her eyes.
"Xiangyang ..." Mu Xiaoyun felt Qin Xiangyang's breath and called out with a somewhat hoarse voice.
Seeing this, Qin Xiangyang immediately came to the bedside and sat down, grabbed her hand and held it in his hand, looking at her tenderly.
Her gaze lingered on Qin Xiangyang's face for a moment before moving to the child in Xiao Yue's arms, a kind and amicable smile appearing on her face.
"Xiao Yue, bring the child over, I want to take a look." Mu Xiaoyun said in a warm voice.
Xiao Yue answered and carried the child over to Mu Xiaoyun.
Mu Xiaoyun looked at the chubby and other child, a kind and amiable expression appeared on her face, then she stretched out her hand and gently stroked the child's round face, gently rubbing it.
The child seemed to notice his mother's presence, and opened his big watery eyes to look at Mu Xiaoyun, his little mouth cracked open, revealing his white and neat teeth, and he cheered, milking his voice and babbling.
Seeing the child in this state, the smile on Mu Xiaoyun's face became even softer, and her eyes were full of doting love.
Xiao Yue and Qin Xiangyang looked at the scene in front of them and both smiled as well, especially Xiao Yue, who stretched out her hand and rubbed the child's plump little face, saying softly, "Little baby, be good in the future~"
"Wah wah wah ..." The little baby seemed to understand Xiao Yue's words, and once again started bawling loudly.
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