After dinner, Qu Ling and Qu porcelain talked for a while and led Xiao Qingyue back to their bedroom.

There is little difference between their ages. In addition, Xiao Qingyue wanders in the Jianghu all year round and has a mature mind, so there is no obstacle to chatting.

Xiao Qingyue looked at Qu Ling's bulging belly and sighed, "a woman's belly is really magical. It won't explode with such a big thing in her belly."

Qu Ling also sighed: "I'm afraid my belly won't shrink back after unloading the goods."

She had seen many women who gave birth to children before, with their wrinkled belly hanging in front of them, how ugly they were.

This is more than that. I heard there will be stretch marks.

Xiao Qingyue comforted in a warm voice: "I have a medicine here. After giving birth to a child, I use this medicine to wipe it on my belly for a month or two. My belly can be completely retracted without leaving scars."

Qu Ling's eyes brightened, "great!"

She is not afraid of anything. She is afraid that she will become ugly. Xiao Jingyue will take the opportunity to keep a dog outside.

After a while, Qu Ling asked casually, "since you are from another continent, why are you here?"

Such a young girl came all the way here, not just for fun.

Xiao Qingyue stared at Qu Ling and said, "to tell you the truth, I'm looking for someone."

Qu Ling asked, "who are you looking for? Maybe we can help."

Xiao Qingyue said, "I want to find my younger martial brother."

Qu Ling made a sound. After waiting for half a ring, she didn't wait for the following. She asked, "what's his name, what does he look like, and how old is he?"

Xiao Qingyue thought for a moment and said truthfully, "I don't remember his name. I only remember that he is very good-looking and older than me."

Qu Ling asked again, "is there a portrait of him?"

"No."

"How did you know he came to this continent?"

"I guessed."

“……”

She finally knew why the girl couldn't find anyone.

This new year, Prime Minister Jiang did not stay in the house to spend time with Qu Ling and them.

There is a banquet in the palace. The little emperor is young and there is no imperial concubine in the harem. Although the Empress Dowager helps, the courtiers still need Prime Minister Jiang to hold it.

On New Year's Eve, Tauber ordered someone to cook a big table of food.

Qu Ling, Jiang Huo, Axin, and later Qu porcelain and Xiao Qingyue made a table for five people to eat.

According to custom, this night is to keep the year old.

Qu Ling's body was inconvenient. She didn't watch with them. After taking a bath, she went back to bed.

Qu porcelain, as an elder, led Jiang Huo, Axin and Xiao Qingyue around the stove in the corridor and told them some anecdotes and interesting stories about Miao Jiang.

As soon as midnight came, he immediately stopped talking, took out three red envelopes from his sleeves and gave them to three of them respectively.

Xiao Qingyue didn't expect to have it himself. He immediately smiled and said, "thank you, master Qu."

Looking at this little girl younger than her granddaughter, Qu porcelain raised her hand and rubbed the top of her hair. She said in a warm voice, "after tonight, she has grown up another year."

Xiao Qingyue said with a smile, "it's good to grow up. Only when you grow up can you do all the things you want to do."

Jiang Huo agreed: "when I grow up, I can run the Nanfeng hall by myself."

Xin was unwilling to fall behind and said, "when I grow up another year, I'll go to Youfang and find a man as good as my brother-in-law."

Listening to the words of the three little guys, Qu porcelain showed a faint smile on her always cold face.

For children, they have grown up.

For people of her age, she was one step closer to the coffin.

Looking back at the past life, even I don't know if I came here in vain.

Xiao Qingyue gently pulled Qu porcelain's sleeve and comforted in a warm voice: "elder Qu, don't worry. I won't let ah Ling have anything to do with me."

Qu porcelain returned to her senses and nodded gently to Xiao Qingyue's confident eyes.

The war between Qi and Japan is still tight, and the losses of both sides are incalculable, but no one is willing to bow his head first and just want to fight to the position where the other side is convinced.

After hearing the war report from the front line, Qu Ling stood in the yard and scolded the Japanese barbarians without repetition for nearly an hour.

Seeing Xiao Qingyue and Jiang Huo, they couldn't laugh.

Qu Ling scolded and scolded. She suddenly turned her head with a small wrinkled face and looked at the three people who were laughing. She said sadly, "I'm so angry that my stomach hurts."

Xiao Qingyue smiled and immediately flashed forward, looked at Qu Ling up and down, and explored her pulse.

Qu Ling's face was very white, holding her stomach, pulled out a smile far fetched, pretending to be relaxed and said, "I didn't expect you to be so young and have such great Kung Fu."

"Average powerful."

Xiao Qingyue said, with boundless strength, he beat Qu Ling and hugged her.

Jiang Huo and Axin were stunned.

Xiao Qingyue passed in front of them with Qu Ling in her arms and shouted, "go and invite elder Qu and wenpo to come over and immediately order someone to boil water and prepare things!"

The fastest reaction was Xiao Yi, who was waiting in the dark. He tightly closed his lips and ran out of the yard.

Jiang Huo and Axin were startled. After they knew and felt better, they didn't even have time to answer, and hurried away.

Before long, Qu porcelain led wenpo, who had been invited earlier, and a kind of servants holding things.

Xiao Qingyue sat by the couch, held Qu Ling's hand tightly, and said in a warm voice, "don't be afraid, but if granny Wen asks you to exert yourself, you can exert yourself. Don't worry about heart disease. I'm here."

Her voice is very light, almost no strength, but this word from her mouth can make people ignore her age, involuntarily choose to believe and involuntarily settle down.

Qu Ling endured the pain, nodded carelessly, choked and said, "OK."

Qu porcelain led wenpo over, went to the couch and looked at Qu Ling. She said in a low voice, "don't think about everything. Don't think about fighting your life to have this child. If you have something to do with the child, Miss Xiao and I will choose to protect you at the first time."

Hearing this, Qu Ling was so wronged that she almost cried.

She has been in such pain that grandma still said such words to annoy her.

After Qu porcelain said this, she exchanged a wink with Xiao Qingyue and turned away.

In the palace, I soon received the news of Quling production.

Prime Minister Jiang slipped the little emperor and hurried back.

Even the Empress Dowager couldn't care what she was doing, so she hurried out of the palace.

In the bedroom, wenpo kept talking to Qu Ling and taught her how to exert herself when she began to give birth later.

Qu Ling was sweating with pain. She bit her handkerchief and rolled left and right on the couch. She couldn't listen to Wen Po at all.

But having children was much more difficult than she thought.

She was a person who was afraid of pain. This pain made her want to hurt herself. She didn't have the mind to listen to anything else.

I don't know how long later, she vaguely heard someone say in her ear, "it's OK."

Then she felt that her legs were broken by force, and a burst of coolness came immediately.

In her ear, there was the voice of wenpo constantly calling her hard, and the gentle comfort of Xiao Qingyue's little girl.

Qu Ling only felt that there was nothing in her mind, only the pain from her body.

She thought, having children is really not a human thing. It can kill people alive.

She also thought that no matter whether the child is a boy or a girl, it will not be born in the future. It's too painful and tormenting.

Suddenly, there was a blood color in front of Qu Ling.

The scenes I saw in my dreams in the past reappeared in front of me again.

The blood all over the sky, the battlefield full of corpses.

And a young general who knelt among the bodies on one knee and died with a long gun.

The position of the heart suddenly tore the heart and cracked the lungs. The pain was more painful than that caused by production, and more painful than any previous heart attack.

Qu Ling's whole body was frozen, like falling ice Valley, and the whole body's chill spread all over her body.

The cry in her ear was no longer to make her force and comfort her, but a cry of panic.

She had thought that she would die of physical weakness and heart disease when she gave birth. She didn't think that she would die of life and death.