Her family's god has that serious disease in her head

Chapter 6 Why Am I So Old?

It's okay not to answer, there is a problem with this answer.

How could someone as cold as Qing Yanci answer such a question?

Qing Lanyue narrowed her eyes, and moved her body back so that the boy lying on the couch could see the reluctant Yan Xiqian sitting at the table.

He asked, "Who is that person, do you remember?"

The young man blinked his beautiful phoenix eyes, and when Yan Xiqian looked over, he immediately showed an innocent smile, "It's Madam."

Qing Lanyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Stupid is stupid, as long as you remember your wife!
At least...you won't be killed.

He patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "Do you still remember what you did three days ago?"

Qing Yanci was startled, thinking carefully.

After a while, the boy seemed to have thought of something, his face changed, and he said with a guilty conscience: "There was a fight."

Qing Lanyue nodded and said: "You just need to remember, then I'll go out first, you have to apologize and don't do anything again, you understand?"

The phrase 'Apologize to whom? 'Qing Lanyue went out before she could say it.

Yan Xiqian was obviously still angry with him, sitting at the table, neither looking at him nor paying attention to him.

"Ma'am?" The young man's voice was clear and clear, which seemed to be contrary to the magnetism of the past, and it was indistinguishable from male and female.

Yan Xi raised her eyes and glanced across at him, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She and Qing Yanci have been married for more than 300 years, and he has never called her wife.

Now that my mind is abnormal, it is quite flattering to shout.

Yan Xiqian also didn't want to get angry with the fool, and if he humiliated her, she also called back, which was considered even.

She breathed a long sigh of relief, stood up, walked to his side, and asked him a little awkwardly, "How are you, does your head still... hurt?"

Qing Yanci nodded with a silly smile, her eyes sparkling, and asked her with anticipation: "Ma'am, did you come alone?"

Yan Xiqian didn't understand, and subconsciously looked behind her to make sure that no one else was in the room.

Turning around, I happened to meet the ignorant eyes of the young man.

The originally displeased expression suddenly relaxed.

It's so strange, it's still the same face, and the person is still the same person.

How come after being silly, she looks much cuter than before?
Qing Yanci's face was naturally cold, the indifference accumulated over hundreds of years of not liking to laugh.

But the person in front of him didn't seem to have that cold look, instead he had a natural dullness.

Yan Xiqian stared in a daze, and she didn't come back to herself until the boy shook his palm in front of her.

Qing Yanci tilted her head and called her, "Ma'am?"

Yan Xiqian shook her head, fully awake, "You just... asked me what?"

The young man opened his mouth, wanted to say something but stopped, and said mysteriously, "Forget it, I know without asking."

???

Yan Xiqian was a little dazed by his inexplicable sentence.

The man was already ready to stay.

But after the boy lifted the quilt, he was stunned.

He stared blankly at his slender legs for a while, and then shifted his gaze to his bony hands.

As if to make sure, the boy looked at the palms and backs of his hands repeatedly for a long time.

Qing Yanci touched his face in a daze, then turned over and lay down on the bed without any certainty, and lay down in front of the bronze mirror.

He looked at his strange yet somewhat familiar face.

Yan Xiqian didn't know what kind of madness he was going on, so she also looked into the mirror from behind him.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with your face?"

The boy looked at her through the mirror, his thin lips parted slightly, like a pure and lovely little boy.

Yan Xiqian couldn't stand his expression, he was dumbfounded, cute, like a stupid little rabbit.

For a moment, Yan Xiqian actually felt that he and Carrot really matched each other.

The boy's eye sockets turned red little by little, and his voice was immature, "How...how did I become like this?"

Yan Xiqian turned the man around, held his face in both hands, and looked at him carefully, "It's no problem, he's still as handsome as before."

Qing Yanci pursed her mouth, looking as if she was about to cry, "But, he's only eight years old!"

"..." Yan Xiqian was overwhelmed by this sudden coquettish sound.

How to do?Suddenly, it seemed like hugging him and kissing him, what happened?

It is true that Yan Xiqian did not do this, even though this is her man, it is not her real man.

"Why did I suddenly become so old?" Qing Yanci complained aggrievedly.

As he spoke, he actually squeezed out a few tears.

Yan Xiqian was also in a hurry, and hurried out to ask someone to invite Tianjun over.

A quarter of an hour later, the medical fairy gave Qing Yanci a careful diagnosis, sighed and shook his head.

Qing Yanci became nervous, "Am I... Am I premature aging? Am I dying?"

Qing Lanyue rolled her eyes, and was about to laugh at her idiot brother, but saw Yan Xiqian hugging the boy distressedly, comforting him softly.

"..." So the siblings like this tune?
Waiting for Qing Yanci to wake up, why not pass out happily?

Qing Lanyue couldn't help smiling, raised her chin, and gave Yixian a wink, asking people to talk aside, leaving time for the two of them to be alone.

"What's going on?" Qing Lanyue asked seriously.

The Immortal Doctor sighed, and said, "Shangshen's intelligence and memory are still at the age of eight, and Xiaoxian has nothing to do right now, so he will remember what happened after talking to the God."

Qing Lanyue turned her head and glanced at the couch. At the moment, his tall brother was leaning against Yan Xiqian's arms like a little wife, looking like he was about to cry.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, even if he couldn't remember, his idiot brother should be very happy.

Compared with this, Qing Lanyue is more concerned about...

"If he stays at this age all the time, will it have any impact on his cultivation base and divine body?"

The Immortal Doctor shook his head, and said, "That's not true, but Shangshen doesn't have the memory of practicing spells after the age of eight. Even if the cultivation level is advanced, I'm afraid he is not very good at spells."

Qing Lanyue nodded, and said: "I will tell the medical immortals to brainstorm and think about ideas. If they think of a way, they will report to me as soon as possible."

The Immortal Doctor quickly nodded in agreement, and then resigned.

"So, have I grown up?" Qing Yanci asked with a choked up voice.

Yan Xiqian nodded patiently, brushed his fingers lightly at the corners of his tear-stained eyes, and said, "It's fine when you grow up, look at how good-looking you were born!"

Qing Yanci pouted unhappily, lowered her eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "It's not good, I've grown up, I haven't had time...to tell her...to say..."

(End of this chapter)