Chapter 64

  As soon as Rong Yi received the news that Lin Qingyu was ill, he rushed back to the mansion. Unfortunately, he didn't know that Lin Qingyu had been delayed on the road and naturally couldn't see his own wife when he returned home, so he could only wait while playing with his son.

  Although his expression didn't change and he still had a serious face, but in his heart, he started to get anxious. After all, the family's Fu Jun was a cultivator, how could he get sick like ordinary people?

  Since the thirteenth brother and sister sent someone to invite Dr. Tai, it must be that something is uncomfortable. Only when the family's good fortune is obvious can the thirteenth brother and sister worry about sending someone back quickly. Is it again? Morning sickness is severe?

  Yongzheng thought of this, and a hint of pleasure flashed quickly in his eyes. Well! Although Yongzheng was thinking wildly here, it had to be said that he had played the role of the true emperor for a while. Although there was no morning sickness or anything like that, Lin Qingyu's belly indeed hid a bun.

  On the other hand, Lin Qingyu watched as the giant python quickly disappeared, leaving behind a sky full of dust and ash, speechless. Coming back to her senses, she saw the terrified and frightened crowd, and couldn't help but lament: This mess still has to be cleaned up by myself, what a hassle!

  She first took out a jade bottle from her space, poured out the white powder inside, and the medicine's effect instantly spread into the air, causing everyone to fall unconscious. Then, she pinched her fingers together in a hand seal, erasing this segment of memory from everyone's minds. Sweat covered Lin Jingyu's forehead, truly more exhausting than she had imagined.

  Lin Qingyu sat down on the ground with a thud, wiping away the sweat from her forehead as she thought to herself: She had always assumed that the Qing dynasty didn't require too much martial power, and by the time they reached the foundation period, it would be enough. Slowly cultivating was fine anyway, since there was plenty of time (time in the spatial realm was vast). But today, a demon beast suddenly appeared out of nowhere - who knew what other even more powerful demons were lurking deep within the mountains? It seemed that being lazy wasn't an option after all! From now on, she would have to work harder at her cultivation.

  After resting for a while, Lin Qingyu got up and tidied up her clothes. She cast a cleansing spell to restore them to their original spotless state. Then, she took out another jade bottle from the space that was identical to the previous one. However, this time the powder sprinkled into the air was no longer white, but a vibrant red color that seemed very enticing and made one want to take a taste.

  The powder disappeared without a trace as soon as it came into contact with the air. In an instant, everyone began to wake up one after another.

  "What's going on? How did I end up falling to the ground?"

  "Oh no, my thigh! How did I end up with so many blood holes? Heaven! Why are all my fingernails broken?"

  "My goodness, it's really a blessing from heaven! To encounter 'di long fan shen' and still be safe and sound, what a stroke of luck!"

  “……”

  The earthquake, this is Lin Qingyu's revised memory for the crowd. After tidying up, the horse carriage headed back on the road, but compared to the joy of coming, the atmosphere became subdued. Most were still immersed in 'surviving a disaster'.

  In the distance, on a mountain, a giant python that should have disappeared long ago to heal its wounds had its massive body coiled there, like a small hill. Its huge head was slightly tilted, as if thinking about something, watching Lin Qingyu and his party gradually move further away.

  In fact, the giant python was indeed thinking: Why did the aura of their demon king come from the body, to be precise, the belly of that cultivator among humans? Although it was very weak, it was exactly the same as the inherited memory passed down in its own inheritance, and there was no mistake.

  Until Lin Qingyu and his group disappeared from view, Cang Mu only then withdrew his gaze. The most urgent task now is to hurry up and heal the wound, after consolidating his cultivation, he will go and investigate the matter.

  In fact, Lin Qingyu sitting in the carriage was not as calm and collected as he seemed on the surface. Anyone who had been stared at by a fiery gaze for a considerable amount of time would not feel at ease. Especially when Lin Qingyu clearly knew whose gaze it was that was burning with intensity.

  Fortunately, after the carriage turned the corner, Lin Qingyu couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. Heaven knows, she was most afraid of those soft and fluffy creatures. Just thinking about it made her scalp feel numb, even if she became a cultivator, she still couldn't hold on to herself!

  She thought, could it be that the giant python was staring at her because it wanted to use this 'cultivator' as a nourishing tonic to heal its injuries?

  Although it's just a thought, Lin Qingyu felt embarrassed. However, the giant python didn't chase after her, so it seemed to have given up on this "great tonic". So, she put her heart at ease. Then, she thought of the soft and cute little baozi in the mansion, wondering if he was thinking of her, eating well, or...

  Unfortunately, Lin Qingyu was too careless. She didn't know that the little bun in her belly had an extraordinary origin, and later on, Cang Mian would often stay at the Bell Manor, even disguising himself to follow her every step of the way. If she knew, her expression would surely be very interesting.

  Lin Qingyu and Zhao Jia separated, returned to the government, saw sitting on a chair staring at the door of father and son. Those two pairs of inherited Danfeng eyes from Aixinjueluo's family stared at you without blinking, making people feel warm for no reason. However, this feeling soon retreated, replaced by laughter. Especially after seeing a certain ice block and his son with the same expression, he burst out laughing.

  He glared at Lin Qingyu, who was laughing and nodding in front of him, walked over and wrapped his arms around her, saying coldly: "You be careful for me, your movements are too big, if you hurt the child in your belly, see how I'll deal with you!"

  "What? Son?" Lin Qingyu looked at Yongzheng in a daze, somewhat bewildered.

  Yongzheng lazily said no more and directly ordered the imperial physician standing beside him, "Imperial Physician Du, come and take the pulse of Fu Jin!"

  "Yes!"

  The imperial physician draped a silk handkerchief over Lin Qingyu's wrist before extending his hand to begin taking her pulse.

  After a cup of tea, Du Taishan stroked his beard and shook his head: "Although the time is a bit short, it's indeed like pearls on a plate. Congratulations to Fourth Beile and Fourth Furen, this is good news!"

  "Good, great!" Yongzheng was delighted and rewarded the imperial physician before letting Su Peisheng see him off.

  Until the doctor left, Lin Qingyu was still stupidly touching her belly and muttered: "Oh my god, I'm actually pregnant again so soon!"

  Hong E ran to Yongzheng's front, looking up with his small head, and asked with shining eyes: "Father, does Hong E have a younger brother? Will the younger brother play with me? Will he like me?"

  Yongzheng touched Hong'e's fluffy little head, "Hmm! Little brother will certainly like big brother. In a few months, he'll come out to play with Hong'e."

  "Really, it's too good!" Hong Yao asked with his head tilted.

  Lin Qingyu looked at the harmonious father and son duo, stroking her flat stomach, with happiness in her eyes.