The Demon Concubine Reborn: The Prince Regent spoils me obediently!

Chapter 120 The Longer You Live, The More You Know

The autumn wind is rustling, the leaves are messy, the silver-white moonlight is falling on the ground, the mournful sound of crickets can be heard endlessly, and the cold air of autumn night permeates the air, weaving a mournful dark net.

At the foot of the mountain, patches of sorghum swayed with plump ears, just like rippling red water; the yellow leaves gave the autumn night a withered color.

Jing Yi huddled in the sorghum field, tore off his clothes and sprayed medicine for the wound on his back
During the day, she was injured by Mu Qianhan's sharp sword energy, and Yu Wenhao led his troops to hunt in the city regardless of serious injuries. In desperation, she could only hide in the sorghum field outside Yanjing City.

Jing Yi gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and bandaged the wound. She struggled to put on her clothes. A burning pain came from her back, and she was sweating from the pain. She gritted her teeth and cursed, "Mu Qianhan, I have underestimated you!" , A folding fan can leave such a wound on my body."

The mosquitoes in autumn are not inferior to those in summer. Surrounded by mosquitoes, Jing Yi had no choice but to take out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and open the cork.
Under the bleak moonlight, Jing Yi looked at the mosquito corpses falling around him, a scarlet gleam flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Mu Qianhan, I have never been in such a mess since I entered the Xianxian sect. I will never die with you."

Jing Yi raised his eyes to look at the bright torches on Yanjing City, his eyes were mournful: "I will rest for a few days first, and when the people from the Tianxian Sect arrive, I will definitely discredit you and let you do nothing for what you have done today. Pay the price."

The aroma in the porcelain vase became weaker and weaker, and the mosquitoes came again, Jing Yi could only wave his hand to disperse the mosquitoes
Cut strands of autumn fragrance, condense back to the shadow of geese, the autumn water is full, and a pool of lotus floats and sways like brocade, like a fairyland.

Mu Qianhan held the Yaobian Tianmu teacup in his hand, and looked at the teacup with full eyes: the pattern of this teacup looks like a starry sky that has disappeared!
She put down the teacup in her hand, got up and went out of the window to look at the sky with only a full moon, and the doubts buried in her heart for many years suddenly emerged in her heart.

The master said that ten thousand years ago, after the night fell, there would be a full moon and a world full of stars, and then a great war broke out, and the stars in the sky disappeared.

There are winds, frosts, snows and rains in the world, but with the disappearance of that great war, apart from the sky full of stars, there is also frost and snow.

These two things should last forever, why would they disappear with a great war?
"What are you thinking?" Ye Beiming asked when she saw her looking up at the moon, frowning and contemplating, with a trace of curiosity in her eyes.

"Nothing!" With that, she turned around and sat down at the table.Picking up the teacup, he said, "Do you know anything about the changes in my body?"

After her master told her that her pulse was abnormal, the worry in his eyes dissipated in an instant, and she knew that there was nothing wrong with her body, and also knew that he must have known the reason for the change in her body.

Ye Beiming looked at Mu Qianhan, and asked without answering, "Do you know why the Tong clan has the ability to astrology and divination, and their life expectancy is longer than ordinary people?"

"The master said that the Tong family is descended from the gods, so they are different from ordinary people." Mu Qianhan explained in a low voice.

Ye Beiming took the empty cup from her hand and put it on the table, and explained: "The Tong family is not descended from the gods, their ancestors just got a drop of blood essence from the ancient gods by accident, and the whole clan got With a strong vitality, when the ancient God Clan fell, the Tong Clan got the God Clan Supreme Treasure and gained the power of astrology."

"Nonsense. Where did the ancient gods come from?" Mu Qianhan looked at Ye Beiming with disapproval, and asked, "Where did you hear the legend that a drop of blood can change the physique of a clan? How could there be such a powerful force?"

Ye Beiming looked at her and said softly, "You haven't heard of it, but it doesn't mean you haven't."

Seeing Ye Beiming's serious appearance, Mu Qianhan couldn't help but sit up straight, looked at him with burning eyes and said, "Is what you said true? Where did you know it? If these things are true, My master must know why he never told me!"

Ye Beiming looked at her and said softly, "Maybe he doesn't even know it himself!"

Mu Qianhan looked at him, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and asked, "Then how did you know?"

"The longer you live, the more you know." Ye Beiming lowered his eyes, suppressing the soreness in his eyes, and said softly.

Mu Qianhan didn't see the sourness in his eyes, he just pretended to be deep with her, and reminded: "You are not a few years older than me, and you are even worse than my master."

Ye Beiming smiled but said nothing, and slowly caressed her lower abdomen with his hand: "Does it hurt?"

"I don't feel anything!" She took away his slender jade hand and asked, "Don't interrupt me, I'll ask you why my master is so excited? You tell me the reason!"

The reason why her master was so excited and she was still so calm was because she saw Ye Beiming's face.

She knew that Ye Beiming must know something, so she decided to go back to Guanju Palace to ask him instead of disturbing her mother's rest.

Ye Beiming held her hand instead, put her in his arms, and said softly, "You are the real god."

"Impossible." Mu Qianhan rejected his conjecture without even thinking about it.

"My father is an ordinary person, and my mother is an ordinary person. My mother's elder sister is also an ordinary person. How can I be different from them?" After speaking, she looked back at Ye Beiming, who was close at hand, and said, "Besides, there are Stories about the Protoss are just legends."

"Haven't you ever wondered why you have such a profound cultivation at such a young age?" Ye Beiming asked back, stretching out his hand to her belly, and before she could answer, he said again: "Trust me, your mother The direct line of the family is by no means simple."

"This..." Mu Qianhan frowned.

She has never considered the matter of cultivation.

Ye Beiming saw that she didn't believe her, so he took her hand and felt his pulse: "If you feel my pulse, you will know that what I said is true!"

Mu Qianhan probed his jade-like wrist, found the pulse line, and a trace of surprise crossed his eyes...

It was exactly the same as his current pulse!
She lowered his wrist and looked back at him, asking, "Why?"

He grabbed her little hand, gently pressed her temples with his hand, put her ear against his chest, and whispered: "Listen and see..."

Mu Qianhan raised his eyes, a trace of bewilderment flashed across his eyes, and he asked, "Why?"

She couldn't hear his heartbeat!

Ye Beiming lifted his lips and smiled, hugged her by the waist, helped her get up slowly, walked to the bed, and said softly, "This king only guessed a little, and you have to ask your mother about the rest."

He put her on the couch, helped her take off her silk stockings, pulled off the Xiangyun silk quilt and covered her, and coaxed her softly: "Sleep well, don't go to morning morning tomorrow, and rest well in the room. Your mother will tell you the answer."

　Today, there are only three Song Dynasty Yaobian Tianmu lamps left in the world, all of which are hidden in Japan and are regarded as national treasures.

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)