Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Canglan twisted Yutian Xuanhuang's sleeves, thought for a while, and finally said: "Then I will ask Qingyan tomorrow, although... don't interfere, but I must know something."

Cang Lan thought, she wouldn't ask Tao Yao, but it would be alright to ask Qing Nightmare?

At least know a little bit of the situation, not ignorant.

Yutian Xuanhuang nodded: "Okay, I'll ask Qingyan tomorrow, but... let's forget about this list, if Taoyao knows about it, she will be disgusted."

He was laughing wildly in his heart, he didn't know what kind of mood Qingyan would be in when Canglan went to ask Qingyan tomorrow, would he have an expression of "do you mean it?"

"Well, I know, I won't do it anymore, but... if there is something particularly good and suitable, it's still... you should pay attention to it."

Yutian Xuanhuang touched Cang Lan's face, and said dotingly: "Okay, okay, if you want to pay attention, you should pay attention... If it's really good, I don't reject Taoyao's contact."

While the two were talking, Cang Lan's topic shifted to his son.

Canglan leaned in Yutian Xuanhuang's arms, deeply moved: "Oh, 200 years have passed in a blink of an eye, and I don't know...how is our son now, where did he go?"

Yutian Xuanhuang also misses his son in his heart, but if a boy wants to become a man, he has to go out and be polished hard. If he can't even stand the ups and downs outside, how can he bear the devil in the future? Emperor's seat.

Yutian Xuanhuang comforted Qianganlan: "The two of them will be fine, maybe they are crazy outside, and they don't want to come back..."

"That can't be done. We only have one son. If he doesn't come back, what will I do?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, there will be more children..."

Cang Lan sighed, looked at her stomach, "I'm basically hopeless."

After so many years, there is still no movement of the second child, and Canglan basically has no hope at all.

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Taoyao and Qingmao slept very late tonight.

The two were sitting at the stone table in the yard drinking. After Tao Yao drank a few cups, her cheeks turned red quickly. She stared at some blurred eyes and asked Qing Yan: "Uncle, I am already an adult. When will you Marry me."

Qingyan smiled happily, and said: "Don't worry, soon... I really want to marry you soon, but you can't do it now, you have to grow up a little bit, a little older..."

Tao Yao pouted, feeling unhappy, "How old is that? I look like my mother now, can't I?"

Qingyan reached out and brushed the hair off her face: "You are not cultivated enough, do you have to work hard to know?"

Tao Yao snorted: "But my cultivation level is not enough, what does it matter if I marry you?"

Qingyan sighed, how could he explain to Taoyao that her current cultivation level is too low, even after they get married, they can't have sex with him.

"Of course it has something to do with it. I'll tell you in the future. You shouldn't always go out to play in the future. You're a big girl and it's different from when you were young. Starting tomorrow, I'll teach you spells."

Tao Yao lay on the stone table, her small face wrinkled into a ball: "The academic method is very hard, can I not learn it?"

Qingyan disagreed this time, and couldn’t be soft-hearted anymore: “No, look at you are over 200 years old, and you still can’t leave Tiangong, so it’s not okay? I want to take you out to play often in the future. no."

"OK then!"