Author: Mo Hua Cheng Carp

The name was not chosen, but the identity was decided first.

Even though this is a magical world with soul power, there are no tall buildings and intelligent technology in the previous life, and there are also swords flying all over the sky, but a lot of common sense is still common.

For example, as a newborn, you still need to stay by your mother and be fed by your mother.

but

"Take her away! Take her away!"

The woman's trembling and resisting voice came into her ears.

"lady."

The maid holding the baby girl looked embarrassed, but the woman in bed turned her head away and didn't even want to see her child. Her voice became a little sharp because of the maid's inaction:

"I said take her away! I don't want to see her, don't you hear me!"

The rejected baby girl looked depressed, not crying or making a fuss, as if she couldn't understand their words.

But if you look closely, you will find that the baby girl's white and tender little face is full of love.

‘Xiao Liuzi, I’m about to starve to death. Do you think my mother has postpartum depression and is so repulsive to me?’

[I don't know, our main system has never experienced postpartum depression.] I don't understand the system that was born from mass manufacturing, but the system can check it: [This was originally a world in a book, why don't I dig down the original plot of this small world for you?]

Baby girl thinks it's OK.

It is always better to have intelligence than to catch oneself.

The maid who was holding the baby girl she had was quite active in her arms looked at Bibidong who was rejecting her but stopped, but she was just a little maid and could not speak out about her master.

She lowered her head and replied "Yes". She was about to leave with the baby girl in her arms when another white shadow suddenly rushed out of the door wall where the door was wide open and rushed towards the maid.

The maid who was in the realm of Soul Lord naturally saw who was rushing towards her, so her body, which was about to dodge, was nailed to the spot. The next second, her hands were empty, and the light green swaddle in her arms was taken away, and another child voice full of anger and disappointment sounded-

"If you don't watch it, don't watch it!"

Qian Renxue, who had snatched her sister, stared at Bibidong, who was lying alone on the bed with tears in her eyes, like a little hedgehog full of spikes, with defenses raised all over her body.

"I thought you would change after you have a sister."

Qian Renxue resisted the urge to cry in front of Bibidong, took two steps back, and the lilac pupils soaked in water were filled with disappointment: "I didn't expect you to reject your child the same way. Since that's the case, we don't have you as a mother!"

Hearing the accusation cry, the woman's expression moved slightly, and her fingers on the thin quilt clenched some of the sheets. After hearing the sound of footsteps, she woke up as if she was dreaming, but only saw a strand of blond hair disappearing in front of her eyes.

Mother

The woman's blood-colored lips trembled, closed her eyes and tried to escape.

But the disappointed and aggrieved lavender eyes were more clearly reflected in front of the dark eyes.

The woman's heartstrings filled with resentment were waving, and a small wave appeared. Soon, the tender face in front of her disappeared and was replaced by another face that she hated and wished she could cut into pieces.

She suddenly opened her eyes, her face pale, staring straight at the wrinkled quilt, motionless.

The maid who was left in the same place turned around and looked at the woman's still posture, sighed, bowed and bowed, and hurriedly chased Qian Renxue.

Although he has not yet awakened his martial soul, Qian Renxue, the young master of the martial soul hall, has been receiving some regular physical training since he was three years old. Even though he was holding a baby, he started running at all.

With the cultivation of the Soul Lord, the maid's speed is naturally not slow, but Qian Renxue is also a noble little master. The maid dared not snatch it directly from Qian Renxue, so she had to keep a distance behind Qian Renxue and persuade Qian Renxue to send the little master she wanted to take care of first. She had to report that the great worshipper Bibidong was unwilling to take over and feed the little master.

After all, since I was born, my little master hasn't eaten a bite of milk yet, and now he is hungry.

When Qian Renxue, who was still hungry, paused, a little hesitation appeared on her tender little face.

Seeing Qian Renxue stopping, the maid was delighted and continued to persuade: "Young Master, please give me the little lady first. If you delay, the little lady should be hungry. It is not easy for her. I have to report to the great worship first. What do you think of the young master?"

lady

Qian Renxue was accurately stepped on by Lei Qian Renxue, and his hands, who had changed into swaddles, tightened slightly, and the cold little face continued to run forward.

It was like a wounded beast, rushing around, heading straight to his safe nest, and locking other outsiders outside the door.

The maid's anxious voices and knocking on the door were endless. Qian Renxue hugged her sister and sat in the corner of the soft big bed, lowered her head, hiding her expression in the shadow.

But as her shoulders trembled, the baby girl felt the hot tears dripping from above on her baby's fat face.

"Why?" Qian Renxue raised her head, choked and opened her mouth, tears flowing freely on her tender little face, and she felt aggrievedly facing another pair of similar lilac eyes.

"I know she is wronged, but she is our mother." Qian Renxue looked at her sister who didn't seem to know what was going on. She just opened her eyes and looked at her with sadness and grievances. "She can ignore us, but this kind of attitude that is worse than strangers."

Qian Renxue's voice trembled, trying her best to suppress her sadness. But no matter how wise and sensible she was, she was just a five-year-old child after all. Today's biological mother's attitude was like a gate that manages the sluice gate. The emotions accumulated in the door burst out and she lowered her head and sobbed.

Qian Renxue, immersed in the sadness, had never seen the baby girl Chunche's eyes, and a little bit of heartache that did not belong to the baby appeared.

"Ahhh." Stop crying.

She tried hard to stretch out her short hand and moved in the cradle, her body slightly tilted. In Qian Renxue's surprised gaze, who noticed the movement, raised her head, the baby girl hugged one of her hands, and her crystal-clear lavender pupils looked at Qian Renxue, completing a crescent-shaped shape, and once again "ah" was heard.

The beautiful sister doesn’t cry, she puts a post and takes off with her sadness!

Qian Renxue stared at her sister's actions in a daze and opened her mouth. Just as she was about to say something, the door locked by her opened from outside.

"Xiaoxue."

Qian Daoliu's low voice clearly reached Qian Renxue's ears.

grandfather?

Qian Renxue sniffed, hurriedly put down the baby girl, wiped the tears from her face, and didn't want her grandfather to see her in a mess.

However, she could wipe her tears at a speed that was no more than Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu, who walked to the big bed, looked at her granddaughter's panicked look, and her eyes fell on the soft bed she placed. At this time, she was in a cradle with her eyes open, and sighed at the baby girl he was curious about, walked to the side of the big bed, and picked up her granddaughter with one hand.

The bed was sunken, Qian Renxue called out "Grandpa" and a warm weight fell on her head.

"After crying, are you feeling better now?"

Qian Daoliu comforted Qian Renxue's hair.

Qian Renxue, with red eyes, lowered her head embarrassedly and responded in an inward voice: "I'm sorry, grandpa, I'm willful."

Qian Daoliu shook his head, "It's okay, Xiaoxue. Grandpa understands that you have a lot of grievances and doubts in your heart, but there are many things you should know at this age. When you grow up, I will tell you everything. I will tell her on her side."

The grievances and grievances of the previous generation cannot be explained clearly in just a few words.

Even if I told Xiaoxue, she would not understand her current age.

Why.

Children are all debts.

The thousands of flowing eyebrows are dyed with melancholy.

Qian Renxue pursed her lips, looked at her sister with her eyes open in her arms, and opened her mouth, "But grandpa, she doesn't even want to see us, so how could she agree to raise her sister?"

I was still asking the maid to take my sister away just now.

Qian Daoliu had a deep eyes and his tone was as calm as ever: "Don't worry, she will agree."

Qian Renxue hesitated, "Do you want to put pressure on her?"

Although he is only five years old, Qian Renxue is already receiving an elite education.

Hearing his granddaughter's entanglement and unbearance, Qian Daoliu smiled: "No. Of course, both parties are willing to do this. I will negotiate with your mother carefully."

Qiandaoliu uses "negotiation".

Qian Renxue felt a little relieved and returned to her sister. "By the way, grandpa, she hasn't even named her sister yet."

Even her name was obtained by my grandfather

Qian Renxue's eyes dimmed.

Qian Daoliu's eyes fell on the baby girl, and he met his eyes with another pair of crystal-clear lavender pupils.

"The name is said." Qian Daoliu pondered for a moment and said, "When you were born, it was the time when the ice and snow melted. When this child was born, although he was in the dark, he was like being in the daytime because of miracles. Then he was called Qian Yuelong."

If the Angel God is compared to the sun, then this child will be the bright moon that illuminates the night with a brilliant heart.

I hope this child will become the moon that illuminates their angel clan in the future.

Finally, the baby girl with a name stubbornly vomited a bubble of saliva: ‘Ahhh!’

Everything is fine, okay, give her a bite first, she will starve to death orz
Chapter completed!