Fantasy: More Children, More Blessings, Ancestor, Are You Continuing?

In the Liyang Dynasty, in the Imperial Palace of the capital, Qin Yang was handling the memorials. In the Liyang Dynasty, a thousand wastes are waiting to be rejuvenated, and now is an extremely busy time.

These few days, Qin Yang was so busy that he hardly had time to practice.

With a "squeak", the door opened and Li Xueqing walked in.

"Sister, are you tired? Have some tea first."

Li Xueqing held the tea and said obediently.

Qin Yang couldn't help showing a bit of a wry smile: "When I was a girl, I still yearned to sit in this position. Unexpectedly, after I really sat in it, I realized that it was exhausting, and it was far less comfortable than being with my husband."

Stretching, Qin Yang said with a smile: "After ten years, the country will be stable. I will pass on the position to my children, and then I will go back and live a happy life with you."

"Haha. His honey, my arsenic. Maybe this is my sister's state of mind at the moment." Li Xueqing laughed.

Although her name is Qin Yang's sister, she was also brought up by Qin Yang since she was a child, and there is no sense of distance between her and Qin Yang.

After putting the tea in front of Qin Yang, Li Xueqing also picked up the memorial and looked at it curiously, wow! So many memorials are related to your husband?"

Qin Yang smiled wryly and nodded.

Ever since Su Ze showed great prowess in the First World War in Kyoto, Su Ze has become the favorite of the Liyang Dynasty.

Someone wrote a letter, asking 760 Su Ze to preach in a certain place; someone also suggested that a statue be erected for Su Ze to sing praises.

Others expressed that they would send their daughter to Su Ze as a concubine.

In short, Su Ze has become a big hit in Liyang. Numerous forces have devoted their attention to it. His attention is even stronger than the Empress's ascension to the throne.

"Sister, how should I return these medicines?"

Li Xueqing asked curiously.

"Throw it aside, don't worry about it." Qin Yang said vaguely while drinking tea.

"ah?"

Li Xueqing was stunned.

Qin Yang put down the teacup and said with a smile: "It's not like you don't know about your husband's character. He has gone to retreat to practice again now. How can he come out to watch things like praising merit and erecting statues? Since he doesn't care, these things There is no need to do anything.”

"Indeed."

Li Xueqing nodded and said.

In her heart, she couldn't help but feel admiration.

Now, Su Ze can be said to have truly stepped onto the peak of the Liyang Dynasty. In this case, even she felt extremely honored.

However, Su Ze was still calm and indifferent, and started to practice hard again.

Perhaps, only with such a firm Dao heart can my husband possess such strength.

Then, Li Xueqing assisted (adbi) Qin Yang to start the approval of the memorial. Although there are many memorials, both of them are powerful cultivators, and they didn't get tired of handling them.

Qingzhou is busy and lively. Going up to restaurants and down to street vendors, everyone is talking excitedly.

For the Su family to become the new owner of Liyang, these Qingzhou people feel honored.

At this time, a figure dressed in black with an indifferent and natural expression slowly walked into the street of Qingzhou, walking in one direction.

Seeing the figure in black, some people showed some doubts on their faces.

I always feel like I have seen this figure before?

Suddenly, he realized something and shouted: "That person is Su Ze!" There is a portrait of Su Ze in his home, and the wife asked someone to draw it to ward off evil spirits. That appearance is at least seven points similar to the figure of Heinong.

He just wanted to shout excitedly, telling everyone that Su Ze was back, but when he rubbed his eyes, there was nothing in front of him, and he could no longer see Su Ze.

"well!"

He could only sigh heavily, Yuan Xiang himself was out of luck.

In the Su family's cemetery, the mausoleum guardian became an old man. The man was emaciated and unrestrained, and looked not much better than a beggar. But his strength has reached the peak of Innate.

Lying in the cemetery and basking in the sun, the mausoleum guards felt something and immediately flew up and waited respectfully at the gate of the cemetery.

Not long after, he walked in.

"I've met the head of the family."

The guardian of the tomb said respectfully.

"Thanks to you for staying here all these years."

Su Ze nodded in greeting.

"The Su family has done me a great favor by guarding the mausoleum for you. Why should I work so hard? It's too late to be happy. y

The old man replied with a smile.

Su Ze nodded with a smile, and after giving some pointers to the old man's practice, he walked towards the inside of the cemetery.

"Human Dao Ancestor Su has an iron heart and is cold and ruthless, but this is a stereotype. The cemetery where our ancestors come most often is the cemetery where many relatives are buried. He actually values ​​feelings more than anyone else."

The mausoleum guard looked at Su Ze's back and said with emotion.

When she came to the graves of her father-in-law and mother-in-law, Su Ze lit incense and paid homage.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, and unfilial son Su Ze have come to see you. I wonder if you are all well under the Nine Springs?"

Su Ze's eyes were reddish, and he said to himself.

In this vast life, he has become the patron saint of others, protecting others from growing up peacefully.

Once, he also had a patron saint. His father-in-law and mother-in-law gave him countless supports in his cultivation process.

However, this has become a distant past.

He can only protect others and love others, but he can no longer rely on his elders like a child. Because those elders have already laid in their graves.

In Su Ze's heart, he felt infinite emotion and was extremely sad.

After paying homage to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, Su came to Su Qingwan's grave.

The grief in his eyes reached its extreme at this moment.

Time did not make Su Qingwan blur in his mind, but made him miss her more and more.

This is the greatest torture that immortality has brought to him. He must experience the pain of missing the one he loves deeply over and over again in endless time.

During the long night, the woman he loved most could no longer be by his side.

"Wan'er, I have brought the Su family to the level of the master of the Liyang Dynasty. I can handle the things you asked me to do well..."

Su Ze had tears in his eyes and a smile at the corner of his mouth.

When Su Qingwan passed away, the Su family was just a small family and had not even left Qingzhou. Now, the entire Liyang is already owned by the Su family. These long years seem to pass by in the blink of an eye, but those profound achievements bear witness to everything like monuments.

Now, the Su family has reached the summit of Liyang. However, the outside world is still very big, and Su Ze and the Su family will surely reach new heights.

Those achievements may be able to comfort Su Qingwan who is suffering from depression.

Or maybe Su Qingwan doesn't care about this at all, she just wants Su Ze to live a good life.

Su Ze didn't know this, she just felt like her heart was filled with wine, and the pain was so painful that she was almost drunk.

But the worship ceremony was not over after all. Su Ze could only endure the endless longing for Su Qingwan and the intense pain before coming to Yunyue's grave again.

"Yue'er, how are you doing under Jiuquan? Have you met Wan'er? She has always been gentle, so she probably won't bully you."

Su Ze wiped away tears and said softly.

After thinking for a while, he continued: "Did you know? Cang'er has developed very well in the Chiyan Dynasty. This child has exceeded your and my expectations. I'm afraid you will be happy when you learn about this.

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In the breeze, a murmur of longing words made the breeze become drunk, blowing softly and slowly, as if a lover was caressing his face.

After paying homage to Yunyue, Su came to the graves of many children.

These children had made him love and troubled him, but now, they had all become distant memories.

"Children, father has come to see you..."

Su Ze's black clothes fluttered in the wind, making his voice extremely loud.