Journey To the World of Film and Television

At this time, Ao Tingxin accompanied her mother from the palace, noticed the three people who were talking during the banquet, informed her mother, and greeted her with a smile on her face.

"Third Sister, Brother Zhou, Yang Jian, are you here?" Ao Tingxin looked in a good mood, glanced around, and asked with a smile, "Huh? Why didn't you see Cun Xin? Didn't she come with you?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Ji and Yang Chan were a little dumbfounded.

"Is sister-in-law not with Miss Tingxin?" Yang Chan hasn't seen her second brother for a long time, when she and Zhou Ji first met Yang Jian, she thought that Cun Xin ran to greet her uncle and aunt, and went to see her little cousin who just turned one month old.

In the end, after hearing what Ao Tingxin said, the second brother didn't seem to be with his sister-in-law, but came by himself?

"Has she arrived yet?"

Yang Jian said with a somewhat unnatural expression: "I went on a long trip a few days ago, and asked Xiaotiangou to go back and tell her not to wait for me, and to meet up at the Dragon Palace."

"So that's how it is." Ao Tingxin's happy event was coming, and he didn't think much about it. He glanced outside the Dragon Palace and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Cun Xin for more than five hundred years~ You just sit down for a while, and I'll wait for her at the door." .”

Accompanied by a familiar figure walking from outside the water-proof barrier, Yang Chan wanted to comfort Yang Jian, but seeing that thin figure with delicate makeup but unable to hide his haggard complexion, she was completely without the grace and luxury of five hundred years ago , Ming ** people.

"Cunxin! This way~!!"

Ao Tingxin's eyes lit up, she waved at Cun Xin, and before she got closer, she said with a smile on her face, "What a coincidence~ We were talking about you, and you came here."

Seeing Ao Ting calling Cun Xin's name with joy, Yang Jian's heart trembled, and his barely revealed smile froze, and he turned around stiffly. Some don't fit well, and the bright eyes that used to be willful and stubborn are now dimmed and lost their light.

Having not left the house for five hundred years, Cun Xin saw her cousin Ting Xin, the gloom between her brows finally dissipated, she walked closer, met the eyes of Yang Jian who turned around, and slowed down and stopped.

Although Yang Chan didn't know what happened between the second brother and his sister-in-law, after yesterday's "torture to extract a confession" from brother Zhou, it seemed that Cun Xin had other reasons for doing so, and all the dissatisfaction that had arisen earlier disappeared.

Glancing sideways at Zhou Ji beside her, Yang Chan pursed her lips. Since Big Brother Zhou didn't say anything, she would take this opportunity to have a private chat with Cun Xin to see what her difficulties were. Individuals are caught in endless quarrels and torments.

"Cun Xin, what's wrong with you? Why do you look sick? You've lost so much weight, what's wrong with you?" Ao Tingxin was surprised, and held Cun Xin with a concerned face, protecting her behind her. He said, "Yang Jian, how do you take care of Cun Xin?"

"Cousin, I'm fine, don't you think I'm alright?" Cun Xin hurriedly held down her cousin's hand, shook her head slightly, pretended to be very energetic, and changed the subject: "By the way, my little girl Where is my cousin now? We haven’t had any newcomers for more than a thousand years, please lead me to see~~”

Mentioning his eighth younger brother Ao Chun who was still in his infancy, Ao Tingxin couldn't help smiling, and greeted Yang Chan and Zhou Ji, "Today is his full moon, and the queen mother has brought him to the side hall. Let's go, I will take him with me." Go and see."

Cun Xin was lying on the fence of the crib, looking at the babbling baby, a faint smile appeared on her pale and haggard face which had not been seen for a long time.

The little cousin who was just full moon stared at his big round eyes, blinked his mouth, and waved a pair of chubby little hands, trying to catch Cun Xin's hanging hair.

Cun Xin showed a tenderness that she hadn't seen for a long time, she stretched out her finger and gently put it into his hand for him to grasp, the little cousin immediately grabbed her finger, narrowed his eyes, and giggled ~ laughed.

Ao Tingxin looked at the scene in front of him, and a look of pity flashed in his eyes.

Since Cun Xin and Yang Jian went back last time, the two of them hadn't seen each other again. I thought that the misunderstanding between Cun Xin and Yang Jian should be resolved, and they should become as harmonious as before.

But when Ao Tingxin took advantage of this time to send invitations and went to Guanjiangkou to see his cousin, he found that there seemed to be endless pain and depression between Cunxin's brows, and she was no longer lively and cheerful as before, and her figure was thinner than before. a lot.

Even when He Xi went to the banquet this time, the two came separately, as if their once enviable marriage was about to come to an end.

Couples No, even if they aren't a couple, any close relationship wears down with endless bickering.

Yang Jian stood aside with a complicated expression. Since seeing Cun Xin, he hasn't said a word.

On the other hand, Yang Chan next to him was the same as Cun Xin, huddled next to the shaker, looking longingly at the little baby in front of her, obviously she was still a "little girl" over a thousand years old, but she always inadvertently showed full of motherhood soft light.

Ao Tingxin saw the appearance of Cun Xin and Yang Chan, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, under the admiration and admiration eyes of the two women, he skillfully wrapped the baby in swaddling clothes, picked up the baby, stretched out his fingers to tease him a few times, and said: " Do you want to try it?"

Cun Xin's eyes brightened, and she temporarily put aside all the distress in her heart. Under Ao Tingxin's careful guidance, she took the baby in a hurry. Yang Chan, who was waiting in line, listened carefully and carefully observed the essentials of holding the baby. She almost took out her pen and ink. Paper and inkstone to take notes.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Yang Jian standing at the side. Yang Chan had a thought and forced him to push him to the shaker, while she retreated to Zhou Ji's side.

"Hey~ don't push me."

Yang Jian reluctantly came to Cun Xin's side, Cun Xin raised her hand to protect the child's head, gave Yang Chan a reproachful look, Yang Chan gave her an apologetic look, and backed away quietly.

Yang Jian looked at the child in his arms, his brows were full of gentle Cun Xin, the glacier in his heart seemed to be melted by something, like a spring of water flowing quietly in his heart.

"Do you want to try it too?"

Cun Xin said softly.

"Is it possible?" Yang Jian asked in surprise.

Ao Tingxin received Yang Chan's gaze, understood her intentions, and immediately understood her intentions, stepped back a few steps, nodded and smiled, "As long as you don't abduct my Eighth Prince, of course you can."

Yang Jian looked at the child that Cun Xin handed over, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to pick it up. Halfway through the stretch, he remembered that he had just come from outside after besieging the demons, and quickly wiped his hands on his clothes, as if holding a treasure that would break at the touch of a finger. Carefully pick up the child.

"Hold it with this hand, that's right, that's it." Cun Xin helped Yang Jian adjust his posture while attracting the child's attention, with a gentle tone that Yang Jian had never heard for many years.

Yang Jian hugged the child clumsily, looking at Cun Xin in front of him, a thought flashed involuntarily in the back of his mind.

If there is a child between him and Cun Xin, will it be different between him and Cun Xin?

"Looking at the second brother's sister-in-law and the eighth prince like this, it seems like a family of three?"

Yang Chan's eyes showed soft light, she leaned on Zhou Ji's arm unknowingly, and said softly.

A faint fragrance lingered around the tip of his nose, Zhou Ji felt the touch from his shoulder, and a charming atmosphere seemed to quietly form.

As if infected by this warm atmosphere, Zhou Ji turned his head to look at Yang Chan who was leaning on his arm, then turned his eyes back to Yang Jian who was speaking in a soft voice, and sighed softly: "Maybe there is something between them. Missing 'kids'"

Ao Ting looked at the two of them thoughtfully, as if he had made some decision, he gritted his teeth, clasped his hands together and said, "It's not impossible!"

The crisp applause broke the original charming atmosphere, and Yang Chan noticed her actions. She straightened her clothes and hair and stood up straight. It's like a drop of blood.

Ruanxiang left his arm, and Zhou Ji also staggered half a step, as if he heard a rapid and violent heartbeat, which seemed to come from the side, and seemed to be in his chest.

"Cough..." Zhou Ji coughed lightly, trying to calm down, and pretended to be relaxed with a smile: "You don't want to adopt your eighth brother to Erlang and younger siblings, do you?"

"What are you thinking! Our Dragon Clan of the Four Seas has had this direct bloodline for more than a thousand years. Even if I agree, my uncles and uncles will definitely not agree." Knowing that Zhou Ji was joking, Ao Tingxin was still a little bit Zhou Ji rolled his eyes anxiously and said, "What I said is, if you want children, let them have one by themselves?"

Zhou Ji shook his head, laughed dumbly and said, "How can it be so easy?"

The memory fragments that once stayed in a certain world told him that the more advanced a person is, the harder it is to have offspring. This is limited by the law of heaven. This is the case in every world, and even a saint cannot change it.

Although Yang Jian and Cun Xin haven't been close for nearly 500 years, before Yao Ji passed away, they almost failed to hug their grandchildren before their mother left.

Thinking about it, maybe this is their destiny, right?

Hearing Zhou Ji's words, both Yang Jian and Cun Xin had a look of disappointment in their eyes.

Ao Tingxin was full of confidence, and just about to say something, her mother seemed to be looking for someone, and she came from the main hall.

"Cun Xin, are you here? I heard that you and your husband and son-in-law are coming to the banquet, and your mother-in-law wants to see you~"

Zhou Ji and others greeted the queen. The queen did not expect so many people. After being introduced by Ao Tingxin, she returned a salute to Zhou Ji and Yang Chan. Taken away by the queen.

Before leaving, Ao Tingxin had no choice but to ask Yang Chan and Zhou Ji to take care of her eighth brother first, and then went to meet all the uncles in the world.

The side hall, which was still lively just now, became only Zhou Ji and Yang Chan left in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Ji walked to the rocking bed, sat opposite Yang Chan, and said with a smile, "Didn't you want to hug the baby just now? Why didn't you?"

"Forget it, I'm afraid of waking people up."

Yang Chan lowered her voice and approached Zhou Jidao with her probe through the shaker.

The cutest and cutest time for everyone is when they are babies, sleeping.

With a gentle smile on Yang Chan's face, she gently shook the rocking bed and looked at the baby in the swaddle. Although she couldn't hold the baby in the end, she saw the cute sleeping face curled up holding her little hands , There is still an inexplicable sense of warmth and healing.

Zhou Ji couldn't help laughing, imitating her and lowering her voice, leaning over the shaker to approach Yang Chan, who happened to be leaning towards Zhou Ji too.

Close at hand, with four eyes facing each other, this moment seems to be frozen.

A ray of faint fragrance came to the face, as if you could feel the warm and moist breath of the other party, Zhou Ji and Yang Chan sat back almost at the same time, Zhou Ji said softly: "What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing." Yang Chan said softly, pulling the hair around her ear.

This is Yang Chan's subconscious little action whenever she panics.

Every time Zhou Ji saw it in his eyes, there was a kind of touching that plucked at the heartstrings.

The side hall became quiet again, only the inaudible swinging sound of the shaker echoing between the two.

Zhou Ji stood up, looked outside and said, "Then what. I haven't come out of the retreat this time to say hello to my old friends. I'll go see if Nezha is here."

"This is where Donghai will not invite Nezha."

Before Yang Chan finished speaking, Zhou Ji had already left the side hall as if he had fled.

"Speaking of this matter, I should thank you all. If we hadn't helped you inquire about the 'Immortal Immortality', we would not have been able to find the Derivative Pill passed down by the Zulong."

Not long after Zhou Ji left, Ao Tingxin's voice came from the corridor.

"It is said that the Derivative Pill is refined from the clay pellets that the Nuwa Empress created. It contains a trace of the law of derivation. It was previously hidden in a secret treasure house by the Zulong. When we read the biographies of the Dragon Clan, we got a glimpse of it. After a lot of hard work, I finally found a pill."

Hearing that it was related to Empress Nuwa, Yang Jian's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Is it possible to live forever by taking elixir?"

Ao Tingxin couldn't help laughing and said, "Since it is a elixir derived from good fortune, how can it have the effect of longevity?"

"Cough, don't let Brother Zhou hear it." Approaching the side hall, Yang Jian interrupted Ao Tingxin and whispered.

Yang Chan looked up at the screen, Ao Tingxin and Yang Jian saw Yang Chan alone in the side hall, and asked curiously, "Where's Brother Zhou?"

"He just went out." Yang Chan looked back at Xiao Aochun who was sleeping soundly in the shaker, walked up to the two of them and said, "Just now I vaguely heard what you said about 'longevity'. Could it be that there is something about immortality?"

"It's easy for ordinary people to prolong their lifespan. Only the elixir and spirit fruit with gentle and gentle aura can prolong their life for hundreds of thousands of years. But with Brother Zhou's cultivation, how can it be possible to achieve 'same life as the sky and eternal youth'?" Easy?"

Ao Tingxin shook his head, looked at the eighth brother on the shaking bed and said, "The effect of the Derivative Pill I just mentioned is to generate life. Both men and women can give birth to new lives by taking half of the elixir respectively."

Yang Jian showed a disappointed expression, but Yang Chan recalled the scene of Cun Xin softly guiding Yang Jian to hold the child just now, her eyes lit up, and she asked, "Where can I find the Derivative Pill?"

Yang Jian was taken aback when he heard the words, and when he saw the expectant expression on his third sister's face, he suddenly became serious, and said seriously: "Sister, what do you want Xiansheng Dan to do?"

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