【Ice Nine】Cage

Shen Qingqiu was alone, he didn't have to do anything, once back in the yard, Luo Binghe let him eat, he was indeed a little hungry, so he ate.Luo Binghe let him sleep, and he felt that he was indeed sleepy, so he also let Luo Binghe take off his shoes and help him to lie down on the bed.

With my eyes closed, I felt like something was missing.

what's missing...

what is...

Yes Yes……

Gou Yan!

When Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes, he immediately regained consciousness.

Why is that ugly dog ​​gone?

He grabbed Luo Binghe who said he was going to capture Mu Qingfang, cast a sideways glance and asked, "Where is that ugly thing you put here to scare me?"

Luo Binghe asked: "Gou Yan?"

Shen Qingqiu nodded.

Luo Binghe said: "He said he wanted to go home and marry a wife, so he let him go."

Marry a wife?So ugly things can marry a daughter-in-law?

Just thinking about it, Shen Qingqiu felt his cheeks hurt, and he was panicked.

Luo Binghe bent over and stuffed Shen Qingqiu's hand into the quilt, touched his lips again, and said softly: "Sleep first, the disciple will go back as soon as he goes."

Shen Qingqiu reached out and pulled the quilt up, covering the lower half of his face, closed his eyes and murmured twice.

The door was closed lightly, and Shen Qingqiu silently retracted his entire face into the quilt, holding his breath until his face turned red before poking his head out to breathe.

I didn't sleep for a long time this time, probably because I was so bored in the carriage and slept a lot. Although I was tired after returning to the magic palace, I didn't sleep for a long time.

As soon as Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes, he saw two people standing next to the bed. Luo Binghe went back as soon as he said he would go, and there was no delay. Now, Mu Qingfang who was arrested was observing Shen Qingqiu's stomach through the brocade.

Although Mu Qingfang had already met Mu Qingfang when he had an ear problem before, and I am afraid that he had already guessed about the relationship between him and Luo Binghe at that time, but at that time his mind was in turmoil and his whole body was not very good. Sober, didn't think about it that much at all.Now that it's clear and bright, I still have a weird big belly, and I don't even need to think whose kind is inside, this is embarrassing no matter how you look at it, so Shen Qingqiu, who was originally expressionless, turned his face even harder.

Seeing that Shen Qingqiu had woken up, Luo Binghe supported him against the head of the bed, and asked in a low voice: "Are you hungry? If you're hungry, eat before watching."

Shen Qingqiu thought to himself, you have already dragged him to the bedside, do you still expect him to eat in peace?

He glanced at Luo Binghe rather wordlessly, then shook his head.

Mu Qingfang got closer and said, "Senior brother Shen, can I have a look at your stomach?"

Shen Qingqiu raised his head to look at him, and saw that his eyes were open, without any other meaning. On the other hand, looking at himself, he felt uncomfortable all over his body. In such a comparison, he seemed awkward.

Thinking of this, he straightened up and lifted half of the quilt to expose his stomach, and said, "Look."

It would be a lie to say that it is not cold at this time, Luo Binghe hurriedly took a piece of thick clothes to cover Shen Qingqiu's upper body, and urged Mu Qingfang: "Hurry up."

Mu Qingfang didn't hesitate anymore, sat directly on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand to touch Shen Qingqiu's stomach again and again, probed and probed, and carefully checked his pulse and spiritual power. After going back and forth, the time for a cup of tea passed .

Shen Qingqiu felt that the feeling of a person he knew moving around on his stomach was unusually weird, so the time for this cup of tea made him feel extraordinarily long.

And Luo Binghe probably couldn't bear Shen Qingqiu being touched by others, so his eyes were particularly dark, and his dark pupils stared directly at Mu Qingfang's hand. Shen Qingqiu felt that if these eyes were actually aggressive, Mu Qing Fang's hand may have been lost for a long time.

After another half a cup of tea, Mu Qingfang slowly withdrew his hand under Luo Binghe's cold urging for the tenth time, and Luo Binghe immediately bowed and pulled the quilt up to his chin, covering Shen Qingqiu. Be strict.

Mu Qingfang was pushed away from the edge of the bed by Luo Binghe, so she didn't stay there anymore, she just stood there and said to Shen Qingqiu: "It's also thanks to your strong body and spiritual power, it's fine for this child to come and go with you, It's really rare."

Hearing this, Shen Qingqiu couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief. All along, what he was most afraid of was that this child would have some flaws, and it was caused by himself. This has always been a lump in his heart.He didn't want his Shen Qingqiu's child to be inferior to others when he was born, it was enough for him to suffer from the supercilious look and humiliation, this child must not repeat the same mistakes.

Compared to Shen Qingqiu's seriousness about the child's situation, Luo Binghe obviously cared more about why Shen Qingqiu's body was pregnant with a child.

At the stage when Shen Qingqiu's body suddenly became smaller, Mu Qingfang roughly guessed various reasons. After Shen Qingqiu's body recovered, he thought that there would be no more problems, but who knew that such a big accident happened unexpectedly.

Mu Qingfang briefly talked about the process of growing Luhuazhi. Apart from Luo Binghe's difficulty in collecting enough pure blood to cause the current problems, there may be other reasons, so he asked Luo Binghe to think about it carefully.

Luo Binghe sat next to Shen Qingqiu, unconsciously stroking his fingers, and muttered in a daze for a while: "...Could it be that half of the spiritual power?"

Mu Qingfang paused the hand that was pounding the medicine box, and asked, "What spiritual power?"

Luo Binghe was silent.

Shen Qingqiu pinched the back of his hand expressionlessly, and said, "Say."

Luo Binghe patted his hand reassuringly, and said helplessly: "Yes, I poured half of my spiritual power into it."

With a flick of his fingertips, Shen Qingqiu never thought that this little bastard could do this.

Mu Qingfang: "...you are too reckless."

Luo Binghe said: "At that time, there was no other way. Almost all of Luhuazhi were planted and destroyed, and the blood left by Master was limited. I could only use my spiritual power to protect the blood and continue to warm and nourish the Zhizhi until it matured. , has lost [-]% of his spiritual power."

Mu Qingfang's eyes were a little subtle, and she asked, "Did you really have a healthy body when you did this?"

"..." Luo Binghe: "At least it's okay now."

Shen Qingqiu felt that they were playing charades. This feeling of being kept in the dark made him extremely displeased. This little bastard was very cunning, and maybe a single lie would pass him by, so he had a clear goal and jumped straight away. After crossing the Luobing River, I asked Mu Qingfang.

Mu Qingfang said honestly: "Luo Binghe is a hybrid of human and devil. He cultivates both spiritual power and magic power. Although he does not interfere with each other, he also maintains each other. If he gives up half of his spiritual power, it will inevitably cause the backlash of demonic energy. Do you think it's okay? is it possible?"

"..." Shen Qingqiu pursed his lips and did not speak, and when Luo Binghe secretly took his hand under the quilt again, he gave him a hard look.

Luo Binghe looked like he really wanted to throw Mu Qingfang out, but he couldn't do it before things became clear, so he could only change the subject: "So what's going on with this kid?"

Mu Qingfang thought for a while, and said: "Maybe it's because your spiritual power collided with the spiritual power stored in Rouzhi itself, changing the state of the spiritual power that this body should have. The spiritual power is glued together, and Luhuazhi is also a spiritual creature, born with spirituality, which created your common blood."

Is that so...

Unexpectedly, Luo Binghe had planted such a cause and effect, leaving the two of them with an inexhaustible bond.

Luo Binghe was also stunned for a rare moment, then came back to his senses and continued to ask: "Then how will this child be born?"

This was also something Shen Qingqiu was concerned about and worried about, so he immediately pricked up his ears.

Mu Qingfang said succinctly: "Sectional laparotomy."

"Cut laparotomy..." Both Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu couldn't help repeating these two words.

Never thought that Luo Binghe would suddenly erupt, stand up abruptly, grab Mu Qingfang by the collar and say angrily, "No way!"

Mu Qingfang said: "Then tell me how to give birth?"

"I..." Luo Binghe was at a loss for words for a while, and in a fit of rage, he vigorously pushed Mu Qingfang away, sat back on the bedside and clasped Shen Qingqiu's hand tightly, and said in a ruthless voice: "Anyway, I can't do it! I don't agree!"

Shen Qingqiu's hands hurt from being pinched, which shows how hard he used.

Mu Qingfang said: "Don't worry, I think it can guarantee the safety of Senior Brother Shen and the child."

Shen Qingqiu pulled Luo Binghe's hand away a bit, held his hand behind his back, and asked Mu Qingfang: "You promise?"

Mu Qingfang looked straight into his eyes and said firmly, "I promise."

Shen Qingqiu gave a "tsk" and said, "It will be done."

"Master!" Luo Binghe said loudly in disbelief: "You just trust him like that?!"

Seeing his manic appearance, Shen Qingqiu couldn't help frowning, raised his hand to slap him on the head, and shouted: "Calm down, can you?"

Luo Binghe stopped the words that were about to blurt out, frowned and turned his head aside.

Shen Qingqiu knew what Luo Binghe was worried about, but Mu Qingfang never procrastinated, he said that if he was sure, he must be sure.

Mu Qingfang went out just after explaining, leaving the two of them deadlocked in this strange atmosphere.

Shen Qingqiu lowered his tone, and said: "Mu Qingfang's medical skills are absolutely trustworthy, can you stop being so worried?"

Luo Binghe gritted his teeth and said, "But..."

"Where are there so many?" Shen Qingqiu interrupted him impatiently: "Why don't we just open a slit in the stomach, besides, if I can't stand it anymore, won't you still be there?"

Luo Binghe was silent for a long time, and finally got into the quilt as if venting his anger, lifted Shen Qingqiu's clothes and sucked hard on his belly.

Shen Qingqiu felt his stomach itch, raised his hand and pulled his hair and cursed with a smile: "Mad dog!"

In the days that followed, Shen Qingqiu lived a truly comfortable life of raising a baby. With Mu Qingfang's words, he felt a lot more at ease, eating, drinking, sleeping and sleeping all day long, so that he felt moldy.

Under Luo Binghe's order, very few people can enter this courtyard, there are no more servants here, and Luo Binghe does everything himself.

Shen Qingqiu looked at Luo Binghe who was turning around, and felt a little unbearable in his heart: "Little beast, are you tired?"

Before Luo Binghe spent a lot of time outside with him, there must be a lot of affairs in the devil world, and now he is still circling around Shen Qingqiu all day, and it is fortunate that he was not too busy to faint.

Luo Binghe ran over again to pinch his swollen calf, and said with a smile: "If you don't want to take care of the master, the disciple will be happy."

Shen Qingqiu glanced at him and said, "Don't talk sweet words all day long."

Luo Binghe said: "Words from the heart are not rhetoric."

Shen Qingqiu kicked him and said, "It's all right, get out of here."

So Luo Binghe went to cook for him again.

Such a day is quite comfortable, of course, except for Shen Qingqiu's extreme headache and Luo Binghe's excessive caution.

At first, Luo Binghe only took care of all of Shen Qingqiu's daily necessities, plus being inseparable for most of the day, these were definitely within Shen Qingqiu's tolerance, because this was what Luo Binghe was supposed to do.

But as Shen Qingqiu's age got older, even the last latrine had to be sneaky, because Luo Binghe never let him go to the latrine alone.

He said: "Master, in case you suddenly give birth..."

Shen Qingqiu shook his hand and gave him a shudder, furiously said: "Success! Where am I going to live!"

What's more, one night, Shen Qingqiu suddenly woke up and wanted to drink some water, but when he saw the person sitting beside him, his heart jumped with fright.

He thought Luo Binghe was ill again, so he raised his hand and slapped him to wake him up.

"..." After a moment of silence, Luo Binghe said slowly with a slap on his face: "Master... I just can't sleep."

Shen Qingqiu felt a pain in his palm.

...Mistyped?

After thinking about it, I didn't make a mistake, who made this little beast sit on the bed in the middle of the night to scare him.

Shen Qingqiu frowned and said, "Why can't I fall asleep?"

Luo Binghe said: "I'm nervous..."

……

Shen Qingqiu was speechless for a long while, he didn't bother to scold him anymore, and finally lay down decisively to sleep.

When he was about to give birth, Luo Binghe was like a rooster with fried feathers, he almost scolded everyone in the palace, his irritability was evident.

Shen Qingqiu was annoyed by him, he pushed him on the chair and gasped: "Calm down!"

Luo Binghe rubbed his arms around Shen Qingqiu's stomach, and sighed softly: "I'm sorry, Master, this disciple is just...too nervous."

Shen Qingqiu said: "I'm not nervous, why are you nervous?"

Luo Binghe smiled wryly and said: "The disciple doesn't know either, what should I do, Master."

Shen Qingqiu pulled his hair and dragged his face away from his stomach, saying: "How do I know what to do."

Luo Binghe turned Shen Qingqiu over, let him sit sideways on his lap, leaned his face closer and said: "Master, please kiss me, just kiss me."

Shen Qingqiu pushed away his face which was close at hand, and said dumbly: "Die."

But how could Luo Binghe give up so easily, he has many ways to coax Shen Qingqiu.

After a stalking and beating, Shen Qingqiu was finally no match for him, so he pressed Luo Binghe's lips reluctantly.

Later, Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe chose names for the children together. They rummaged through all the books in the magic palace, and Shen Qingqiu was not satisfied with any one.

Luo Binghe had no choice but to send someone to the human world to get a bunch of books back. After the two of them read and discussed, the child's name was finally determined, Jiu Shi.

The long time of "two love for a long time".

It was Luo Binghe who dug it up, he deleted or deleted the original poem, and said it in a persistent and affirmative tone.

Finally when the day of delivery came, Shen Qingqiu was sweating coldly, the child was making a fuss in his stomach, the pain made him want to hit the wall, and Luo Binghe was so scared that he yelled for someone to drag Mu Qingfang over.

After a burst of pain, Shen Qingqiu lay on the bed, watching Mu Qingfang prepare various things.

Mu Qingfang took a moment to glance at him and said, "Senior Brother Shen, are you nervous?"

Shen Qingqiu suddenly thought of Luo Binghe's various overly nervous behaviors, and couldn't help but find it funny when he laughed in his heart.

He shook his head and said, "Don't be nervous."

Outside the door, Luo Binghe was directing a group of people to be very busy and noisy, Shen Qingqiu blinked the sweat that flowed from his eyes, and thought to himself, someone must be nervous for him.

Another burst of pain hit, Shen Qingqiu couldn't help frowning and moaning, and the next moment his hand was wrapped in the other.

Luo Binghe came in sweating profusely, unable to hide his nervousness: "Master."

Shen Qingqiu gasped in pain, and cursed: "You're so nervous!"

Luo Binghe didn't know what to say, but just squeezed his hand helplessly.

Mu Qingfang happened to take the decoction prepared by the servants, tried it, and the temperature was just right, he stuffed it into Luo Binghe's hands, and said: "Feed him to drink it, and take out the child as soon as the medicine takes effect."

Luo Binghe hurriedly helped Shen Qingqiu halfway up, and let him drink the medicine.

Shen Qingqiu's ears were buzzing, and he couldn't stop the muffled humming in his throat. He very doubted that the thin layer of belly would be broken by the child.

The bowl of medicine had an anesthetic effect, and it worked extremely quickly. It didn't take long for Shen Qingqiu's world to quiet down. He could feel the child moving, but the pain was not so sensitive.

In a hazy state of consciousness, he saw Luo Binghe subconsciously blocking Mu Qingfang's knife, and finally Mu Qingfang said a few more words before he let go of his hand unwillingly, turned his head and shook Shen Qingqiu's hand again, and said softly A few words, or wipe the sweat off his forehead for him.

Shen Qingqiu wanted to laugh at him for being too nervous, but Luo Binghe's eyes were full of worry and fear as he looked closely at him.The corner of his mouth moved slightly, and finally he squeezed back the hand that he still refused to let go with all his strength.

The feeling of the blade cutting through his stomach was very clear, and he could hear the blood gurgling, but he still didn't feel much pain, but Luo Binghe's pale face and tightly pursed lips seemed to hurt more.

Flesh was cut, blood was surging, the child...was moving...

All the strength in Shen Qingqiu's body seemed to be drained, only the sound of flesh and blood in his stomach continued for such a long time.

I don't know how long it has passed, Luo Binghe has been whispering in his ear, but he can't hear it, he can only vaguely see Luo Binghe's paler and paler face, and the blue veins on his forehead that seem to have endured to the limit.

Ha... this little beast...

"Uh……"

The feeling of the child suddenly leaving his body pulled his nerves, and there was a sharp pain that couldn't be stopped by the medicine, his eyes went dark, and he fainted.

When I woke up again, I only felt a splitting pain in my stomach. The wound should have been stitched up, but I don't know how long it will take.Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes slightly, Mu Qingfang carefully dabbed some water on his lips, and said in a low voice, "Congratulations."

Shen Qingqiu was so weak from the pain that he asked, "Where's the child?"

Mu Qingfang stretched out her hand and moved it to his right, and a soft lump touched Shen Qingqiu's cheek.

Shen Qingqiu was taken aback for a moment, and later realized that it was his own child.

Mu Qingfang said: "It's a beautiful baby boy."

"It's my... child?" Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes and rubbed his son's face, murmured softly, unbelievable after a long absence.

Mu Qingfang said: "Yes. Also, Luo Binghe is on your left. As soon as the child came out, he didn't know whether he was happy or frightened, and passed out with you. The hand is holding you tightly and you can't pull it away. And put him on the bed together."

Shen Qingqiu turned his head with great effort, and sure enough, he saw Luo Binghe sleeping with his brows tightly furrowed, his face completely pale.

He moved his hands, but the hands of the two were still tightly held, and they could not be separated no matter what.

Shen Qingqiu thought it was funny, this beast was probably overwhelmed by shock, his son had been so tense for so many days that his son passed out before he even had time to take a closer look.

When he tilted his head to the left, he could rub Luo Binghe's forehead, and when he turned to the right, he could touch his son's face.

A strange feeling in his heart flowed around, until Shen Qingqiu's whole body was ironed.

Really too many things have changed, what Shen Qingqiu didn't know, what he hadn't touched, they brought a not-so-good beginning, but gave a not-so-bad result.

The hatred once opened up diametrically opposite paths for Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu, and then a dark current surged, pushing the two farther and farther apart.It wasn't until death calmed the waves, revealing the ignorant but hot confession buried under the sand, that the warm sun bloomed all over the ebbing wasteland.

Finally, one person turned his head, running after life and death, and exchanged madness for the other person to turn around.

Luo Binghe embraced Shen Qingqiu across life and death, from a moth fluttering to flames to a butterfly in a lingering cocoon, the two of them were also bound, but they were unwilling to break free.

They hated and hurt, and they crossed mountains and seas with tears and love, embraced each other in devastation, stayed together in the midst of right and wrong, and finally stayed where they were willingly.

Bound by oneself, trapped and imprisoned.

Even if it's a cage, it's as good as it gets.

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