Prince, who shall we kill today?

Little July is born in July, so it is called July.This name was chosen by Bai Mengjun, and Xuannv couldn't think of a better name, so she went with her.

After the child was born, Bai Mengjun was mostly taking care of her, and Xuannv hadn't even fed a sip of milk, so she always felt that Bai Mengjun was the girl's real mother.

She is obsessed with practicing swords all day long, and is very indifferent to the little girl, but the child is still very attached to her and cares about her.

In the words of Bai Mengjun, this means that blood is thicker than water.

Now this little guy whose blood is thicker than water opened his big watery eyes and looked up at Xuannv. Xuannv saw her own shadow in her eyes, um...how should I put it?

His expression was too unkind.

She really doesn't look like a loving mother at all.

This is not right, the little girl may sue if it goes on like this.

Although she never filed a complaint, she even spoke for her in front of Bai Mengjun many times.

In order to pretend to be a loving mother, Xuannv took away the sword, put it on the swing beside her and tucked it under her armpit, then ran back to Xiao Qiyue, crushed the helplessness on her face with both hands, and made a With a gentle look, he lowered his head and smiled at Little Qiyue.

Little Qiyue seldom saw her smile, she was taken aback by her smile, her big eyes blinked, and she took a step back.

Xuannv: "..."

Seeing her expression change, Xiao Qiyue hastily stepped forward again, raised her arms to hug her leg, and then softly called out: "Mother."

There was water in her eyes, like tears.

Xuannv felt as if she was gently rubbed by the little girl, it didn't hurt or itch, but it was a bit bitter.

She bent down and picked up the little girl, looking at her at the same level.

"What are we playing?" she asked softly.

"Play... play..." Xiao Qiyue looked into her mother's eyes, and after thinking about it with her little head, she said cautiously, "Mother is tired from practicing swords, and Qiyue wants mother to go back to her room to rest."

Ah... Xuannv wailed inwardly, does this mean that I should lie down?

In fact, your mother is not tired, you little idiot.

In fact, she can't be idle at all, let her lie down and she will be weak, let her fight and she will be full of energy.

But the little celestial girl made a request and she dared not refuse, so she had no choice but to carry the girl back to the Xuantian Palace, took off her outer robe, lay down on the spacious bed, closed her eyes, and shouted: "I'm asleep."

Little Qiyue lay beside the bed, and said in a small voice, "Qiyue wants to sleep with mother."

Ok.

Xuannv got up and picked her up.

The little girl gave her a bright smile, then quickly took off her boots and socks, and got into her bed.

By the way, he got into her arms.

The mother and son hadn't slept together for a long time, and Xuannv usually slept with her sword, and she suddenly hugged a soft little one in her arms, and she was still a little unaccustomed to it.

She looked down at the little head in her arms, pulled down the thin quilt to expose her mouth and nose to breathe, and took a closer look at her eyebrows and eyes.

No matter how you look at it, you don't look like yourself, and no matter how you look at it, you don't have the sense of intimacy that blood is thicker than water.

She was also confused and asked Bai Mengjun about it.

Bai Mengjun said: "You gods are detached from the world, pure-hearted and ascetic, with weak feelings, it's normal."

Xuannv believed it when she heard it.

Holding this young child at this moment, she felt cute even after a few more glances. She pinched her little face lightly and asked, "Did little Qiyue encounter anything interesting? Can you tell my mother?" Listen to me?"

"Yes." Little Qiyue nodded and said to her, "Qiyue met someone who looks like Daddy."

"Ah?" Xuannv was taken aback, and quickly asked, "When? Where? What does he look like?"

"Last night." Xiao Qiyue looked at her, and said slowly in a childish voice, "Daddy has long hair, white, tall, tall..."

"No." Xuannv said, "Jiyue's father has short hair and black hair."

Little Qiyue blinked, as if a little confused.

"You must have mistaken the person." Xuannv scratched the tip of the little girl's nose and said to her, "Did you call her daddy if you didn't go up?"

Little Qiyue shook her head slightly.

"That's good." Xuannv patted her chest and said lightly, "Don't bark, dad can't recognize you..."

"Okay." Xiao Qiyue asked, "When will Daddy come to see us?"

This question pierced her mother's heart, causing her mother to feel a twinge of pain in her heart, and she almost couldn't breathe.

After a long time, Xuannv said dejectedly, "I don't know."

She pointed to Xiao Qiyue's forehead: "Why don't we talk about something else."

Xiao Qiyue said: "Okay."

Xuannv suddenly became interested in coaxing the child, so she decided to read the child a bedtime story.

But what?

She made a mistake.

She thought hard, she racked her brains.

Before she could figure it out, Xiao Qiyue asked again: "Will Daddy come?"

Xuannv: "..."

Xuannv stopped thinking, closed her eyes, and ended the topic simply and rudely.

"Go to sleep."

Although Xiao Qiyue was young, she caught the emotional changes of her mother very keenly, and immediately knew that she had said something wrong, so she immediately shut her mouth tightly and dared not speak out again.

She hugged her mother's arm carefully, and closed her eyes obediently.

The mother and son began to sleep in the afternoon, and when the night fell, Xuannv woke up.

She opened her eyes and saw the shadow of a person outside the window.

The shadow of a man.

The man was standing sideways, holding a folding fan in his hand, fanning the wind leisurely.

Xuannv looked at the little head in her arms, then got off the bed softly, picked up the sword and walked to the door.

"Wow—"

The wooden door was pulled open.The moonlight swept towards her face, drenching her all over.

She took a closer look, and there was no sign of that person in the corridor.

"strangeness."

Xuannv muttered, picked up her sword and flew down the stairs.She looked for the figure of the man by the moonlight, and before she had gone a few steps, she suddenly heard someone on the roof saying loudly: "Are you looking for me?"

She turned around, and saw a man in brocade clothes, stepping on the petals in the wind.

That person has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and looks majestic, any other woman might be stunned.

But Xuannv is not an ordinary woman after all, she is a goddess.

The Goddess reacted unusually to such a handsome and handsome man.

Seeing that the man was approaching, she drew her sword and stabbed fiercely.

Hmph, let you play tricks!

The man was caught off guard and almost hit her sword point, he quickly turned around to avoid her attack, then closed his folding fan, parrying hastily.

The two fought fiercely in the wind, stirring up the moonlight and splashing it everywhere.After dozens of strokes, Xuannv suddenly felt a little dizzy, she staggered and almost fell.The other party saw the timing, and a strange movement came around behind her, grabbed her hand, and laid her sword across her fair neck.

"Twice," Xuannv asked, tilting her head slightly, "Who are you?"

"You really don't remember me?" The man was very close to him, his warm breath blowing against her ear.

"We know each other?" Xuannv was a little confused.

The man answered irrelevantly, and said in a sad tone, "I'm so sad that you even forgot about me."

Xuannv asked again: "Who the hell are you?"

The man let her go, tilted his head to look at her, and said with a smile, "I am your husband, lady."

Xuannv stared at him, turned around and left.

"you are not."