A quick journey to give birth, the male protagonist pampers and catches a beautiful woman

"I won't force you, so you don't have to...cry."

Lin Muqing didn't want to answer his questions anymore. He stood up and turned his back to Zong Qingchuan and walked towards the child.

"Emperor, please come back."

Zong Qingchuan sat here quietly, his heart still peaceful and without any disturbance, but only he knew that the immortal soul was a little unstable, and he wanted to find out the reason.

"Your Majesty, please." Lin Muqing left a message and left with the children on the crane.

"Mother, are the flowers I just folded beautiful?" Chang Yu clumsily coaxed his sad mother.

"Mom, if you don't cry, I'll be good and stop being naughty. How about my brother and I go back...well."

The word space was blocked by Lin Muqing covering her mouth.

"The wind is too strong and the sand has been blown in. Please help mother breathe."

"Okay."

The little guy stood on tiptoes and roared in a sweet voice: "I come first!"

"I'm coming too!" Youyi squeezed her brother away, making her laugh again.

They were laughing above the clouds, and their conversations could be heard below across the Qingchuan River.

Finally, the crane disappeared without a trace, and he also left.

After leaving here, Zong Qingchuan went to the forbidden area where he had obtained the Chaos Purifying Heart Art.

It was an underground palace surrounded by pure white. This time he found many words on the white palace walls.

Only by practicing this technique can you see those words.

Day by day passed.

Five days later, Zong Qingchuan got a mirror on the east wall.

It's a Chaos Mirror, able to see what he wants.

Memories of descending to earth.

He muttered silently in his mind, recited a spell and cast a spell, activating the small round mirror.

Inside, scenes from the scene of his birth in the mortal world unfolded and came into view.

However, when I was twenty-two years old, I saw a familiar figure.

Zong Qingchuan frowned slightly, watching "him" take the initiative to approach, watching how "he" could not sleep all night because of her words, watching how "he" felt lost and happy because of a person, watching "him" "Promoted, fought, built up power, and watched "him" trap her in a formation a hundred years later and force her to court her, lingering day and night.

Every inch of her skin was imprinted with "his" mark, turning red and purple.

They whispered in a lingering and pathos manner, while she resisted and obeyed helplessly.

In the end, "he" got her love and her response as he wished.

But "he" lost her again.

"He" roared heartbreakingly and unwillingly towards the sky, and finally became the Zong Qingchuan who stands here today.

That unforgettable love still shocked his immortal soul even though he no longer had the ability to perceive it.

Is it because his heart has forgotten, but does the immortal soul still remember to love her?

That's why the immortal soul was unstable because of seeing her.

Zong Qingchuan now understands the meaning of those tears that day.

Even though he has now lost all love and passion, he still has to give her an explanation.

The figure who had been standing in front of the mirror for many days suddenly left the underground palace and teleported to her little fairy courtyard.

Zong Qingchuan held the Chaos Mirror and passed through the formation, and saw a woman dressed in flamboyant red, sitting in the courtyard tasting wine. Her eyes were still sober, and she looked directly at him, with traces of ridicule. The most confusing thing is still very complicated.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty the Emperor?"

Zong Qingchuan did not come forward, but was at a distance from her, "I already know about the calamity that happened when I went down to earth. It is my fault."

"Then what?" Lin Muqing expected him to say something.

Zong Qingchuan couldn't say anything like the "him" in the mirror.

"I love all things in the world, and you are among all things."

This is the only answer he can give at the moment.

"I will protect you..."

Lin Muqing interrupted him with a smile, "I don't want it. I want the Zong Qingchuan in the mortal world. Can you give it to me?"

"No." Zong Qingchuan's immortal soul shouted another answer.

I can, want to, give it to her, but you won’t! I give!

At that moment "he" broke out of the cage!