Pampered Underworld Marriage: Genius Baby Black Belly Mother

"Yeah! Really, Chen'er, you and grandma just wait here." Lin Yunxi squatted down and hugged him in her arms. It was the soft and waxy feeling that made her look like she had seen her childhood. Er and Chen Er.

Xiao Yuchen pursed the corner of her lips and smiled happily: "Grandma, will my mother really come here?" He was afraid that his mother would be angry, so he came to find his father without authorization.

"Yeah! There are misunderstandings between your parents. As long as these misunderstandings are resolved, your parents and you can live happily together. Chener, do you want your parents to live happily together?"

"Yeah! Grandma, I hope very much, I don't have a father, I only have a mother. I am very envious of children with fathers."

Lin Yunxi understood his mood very well, Chen Er Yier would become like that when she was a child, a naughty mischief, and a cold and ruthless one, all of which have a lot to do with not having a father.

Wen Xian has not wanted to see Yi'er for so many years, so there must be some misunderstanding in the process.

I hope that after Yi'er passes, I can open my heart to talk with Wen Xian.

Xiao Yuchen has not had a father since he was a child. This is the same as when Yi'er was a child. If he stood in Yi'er's position, Yi'er would be very angry. The life he has experienced, but let his son go through it again, he would indeed be angry.

She raised her eyes, her bright eyes looked at her son distressedly, "Yi'er, go, no matter if there is any misunderstanding between you, you must open your heart and say. Since Wen Xian has brought Chen'er over, I will pay you back Sentimental."

"Okay, mother." Lin Ziyi nodded with dark eyes.

"Daddy, you can't bully my mother, otherwise, I won't forgive daddy." Xiao Yuchen reminded from the side that although he hopes to have a daddy, this daddy must not bully his mother.

Lin Ziyi walked over and rubbed his head, "Boy, what do you think? Listen carefully to your grandparents. I will definitely bring your mother back before dark."

An anger appeared in Lin Ziyi's eyes, Wen Xian, you woman is dead, you dare to let my son live without a father in the past few years.

Lin Ziyi led the group of disciples and left Xi Lingzun quickly and mightily.

The name: Take the wife back to Xi Lingzun.

In the inn at the market, Wen Xian and his maid, Xiaoyu, found that Yu Chen had disappeared, and they were eager to look around.

Xiaoyu is really beautiful and lovely, with a small cherry mouth, very delicate, she ran into the inn quickly carrying the skirt.

After entering the room, he looked at Wen Xian, "The patriarch, the servant girl just inquired about the news, saying that Xi Lingzun had a child to be assessed, and said that it was the Lord's son. Now almost the whole market has been circulating about this matter."

Compared with a few years ago, Wen Xian has become a lot more calm, her face faded away from the green and she is more beautiful and moving, and her eyes are calm and restrained.

When she heard it, she was startled, "Is that son of Xi Lingzun?" This stinky boy let him slip out without paying attention, and actually went to find his father.

Wen Xian's heart was aching. She knew that Chen'er wanted a dad in her dreams, and she was heartbroken when she heard his dreams at night.

Now, she has cultivated to the sixteenth level. She has paid a lot for her cultivation over the years, just to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him one day, and come back to look for him when she is qualified to stand by his side.

When I came back here to find out that he hadn't had a favorite woman in these years, she was very happy, thinking about how to meet him.

After all, he was waiting for him for half a year, and he would talk to her every day. He stayed with him and she stayed with him.

Seeing his gentle expression, she has been tempted countless times, but in the bottom of her heart she can't get past that hurdle.

"Yes, the patriarch, the little son has been asking about his father's affairs, will he really go to Xi Lingzun to find his father." Xiaoyu is not anxious, so that the patriarch can also find his own happiness. .

The patriarch has been unhappy all these years. If it were not for the little son, she would not know how she lived. She often looked at the barrier in a daze, sometimes sitting for a day, quietly looking in that direction. Do not move.

Wen Xian sighed slightly, "But I never told him that Lord Xi Ling is his father."

"Patriarch, the young man is very smart, let's not say, he will check it himself." Xiaoyu smiled, and the young man was brought up by her, she knew him well.

Wen Xuan habitually hangs down without contemplation. Chen'er is of the dragon family's blood. The goddess and the holy monarch will know at a glance. When she comes out with Chen'er, she is already prepared. If Chen'er is in Long Yi Her side, identity, and status are unmatched. If she stays by her side, she can't give him these things, she can only give him an ordinary life.

But Chen'er's talent was just as defying as his father, and she had to make a decision.

She said: "Xiaoyu, clean up, let's go to Xi Lingzun." She won't escape, she is not the Wen Xian a few years ago.

She has been evading for many years, and this time she really doesn't want to escape.

"Okay, patriarch." Xiaoyu was happy when he heard this.

But at this moment, someone knocked on the door, Xiaoyu was puzzled, opened the door quickly, but saw two disciples in white standing outside the door.

Wen Xian knew at a glance that these people were Xi Lingzun's disciples.

One of the disciples stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "Madam, the Lord invites Madam to go over."

Wen Xian gave a slight look, and his face turned pale in an instant. Did he find him so soon?

"You don't need to go over, I'm here by myself." Lin Ziyi's mellow voice floated in.

Wen Xian's whole body became tense in an instant, staring at the door stubbornly.

A graceful figure floated in, and Wen Xian once again saw that stunning face again. After a few years, he has matured a lot, his eyes are deep and introverted. Compared with a few years ago, he is much calmer. .

Lin Ziyi also looked at Wen Xian. She has not seen her for many years. She is getting more and more beautiful. Her white dress is as elegant as an immortal, faded away from the green, with her unique beauty. Between the eyebrows, there is no sorrow, but a touch of sadness.

He stared at her straight, deep as a pool, making it difficult to see the mixed emotions under his eyes, "You guys go out." His tone was light, but he couldn't hold his beak.

The two disciples retreated quickly.

"Patriarch." Xiaoyu looked at Wen Xian with some worry.

Wen Xian said: "It's okay, let's go out."

Xiaoyu glanced at Lin Ziyi before leaving with her head down.

There were only two people left in the room, and Wen Xian suddenly felt extremely depressed in the air, and he couldn't breathe smoothly.

Lin Ziyi walked in front of her step by step, looked at her deeply, but did not speak.

Glancing at the chair next to him, he walked over, sat down casually, and looked at Wen Xian lazily.