After arranging all this, Ling Chen hired a carriage and sat on the carriage holding Qingyun, Zhang Yang, Xiang Tao and Xiao Wu protected them and returned to Dulong Mountain.

Qingyun has a residence in the deep foothills of Dulong Mountain, where Sindar used to live in the mountains, two hours away from Qingcheng mainland.

Although living outside is not safe to live in Qingcheng Continent, Qing Yun is afraid that Ling Chen will find herself. She currently does not want to tell Ling Chen the location of Qingyun Continent. That place was a pure land, and she didn't want anyone to disturb, including herself or even her favorite.

By the time Xiang Tao passed the letter to Xiaojing Feige, Xiaojing had already picked up Ling Ziqing and nurse Zhang Xia in advance.

Running all the way. Qing Yun's body couldn't run too fast either, and Ling Chen still had to deal with the news from various places every day. The time on the road is slower.

On the morning of July 15th, they arrived at Dulong Mountain.

Ling Chen just learned that Ling Ziqing's birthday was on July 15th, and he was shocked, "You mean our son is on the Mid-Yuan Festival birthday?"

Qingyun said: "Yes. And it's noon."

Ling Chen laughed.

There is a saying in Daxing that children born on Zhongyuan Festival are "natural births". They are predestined with the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. They have a hard life and a strong aura. Born in a mortal home, they can easily defeat their parents. Born in an emperor's home, they are natural overlords. , Besides, it was born at noon.

Noon is the heaviest time of the day when the yang energy is the heaviest. A man is born at this time and he has noble people to help him all his life.

Ling Chen has lived in the palace since he was a child, and knowing these things, although he was not superstitious, he was happy in his heart.

Qingyun said: "I heard that people born at this hour will kill more."

Ling Chen nodded: "Emperor's house, which kills will be less? It doesn't matter. When he is twelve years old, let him hold a rooster with one hand."

Ling Chen couldn't wait to see his son at this time.

This is his first son. He is twenty-four years old this year and has his first child.

Qingyun lives in a small wooden building with two floors. Qingyun and the others are on the second floor.

The courtyard was beaming, with clusters of garlands of various colors hung everywhere. The table entering the house was filled with various fruits. There are some fruits that you can't see in Beiyi, not even Daxing. They are in the Allure Mainland.

Because Ling Chen was coming, Qing Yun had already instructed everyone in advance not to let any outsiders come. And five hundred meters around here are people from Tsing Yi Tang.

Qing Yun was weak, and Ling Chen picked her up when entering the door.

The people in the room immediately knelt, their heads on the ground.

Ling Chen entered the door and saw everyone kneeling there. There was a little boy standing in the middle of the room. He was wearing a big red shirt with dark red ingot water patterns embroidered on it. There was a circle of peach-shaped hair on his head. Shaved clean, a small braid hangs behind his head.

He nibbled a piece of sweet cake in his mouth, and when he saw someone who had forgotten to eat it, his slender eyes were slightly narrowed, looking at Ling Chen with a look of alert.

Qing Yun struggling to get off Ling Chen, stretched out his hand and patted Ling Ziqing: "Qing'er, come to my mother."

When Ling Ziqing saw Qing Yun, he was shocked and threw the cake in his hand into Qing Yun's arms.

Qingyun picked him up and kissed him casually. Ling Ziqing chuckled holding Qingyun's face.

When he first saw his mother, he felt a little strange, thinking that this beautiful woman looked familiar. When Qingyun gently called his name and kissed him, he instantly remembered that this was his mother.

The mother and son had finished making each other, Qing Yun remembered Ling Chen.

Ling Chen started to stand there, and then sat down, still no one ignored him. He has never been so left out by Qingyun.

In his mind, every time Qingyun saw his **** in the past, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Qingyun said, "Qing'er, this is your father."

Qing Yun knew that now the emperor of Daxing was Huo Jingyun, although everyone saw Ling Chen they still called him the emperor. But everyone knew that he wasn't an emperor now, and let Ling Ziqing call Ling Chen father like ordinary people, and it was safe for both of them.

Ling Ziqing looked at Ling Chen blankly, and didn't call him.

Ling Chen stretched out his hand and touched his face, Ling Ziqing leaned back in disgust.

Qingyun said: "The first time he saw you, he was not familiar with you."

Ling Chen stretched out his hand to give him a hug, Ling Ziqing resisted. It seems that he is not friendly to him.

Qing Yun put down Ling Ziqing and watched everyone prepare for lunch at noon. Ling Chen said, "You are not in good health, so don't move anywhere, just let them prepare. You take a rest."

Qing Yun was indeed a little tired as he rushed all the way. Xiaojing prepared hot water, Qingyun waited for Ling Chen to finish bathing, Xiaojing changed the water, Qingyun also finished bathing. She walked out of the bathroom, her hair still dripping and said to Ling Chen: "Look at Qing'er, I will squint for a while."

Ling Chen nodded, saw her dripping hair, pulled Qingyun over and wiped her hair with a towel.

"Qingyun, in a few days, let's hold a ceremony. I'm going to marry you. Although the ceremony is not as grand as before, I should give you a ceremony."

Qingyun thought for a while and said: "Okay."

Everyone knew that Qing Yun was Ling Chen's woman and had children, but Qing Yun's identity really did not marry Ling Chen.

Qingyun's hair fell there, and she fell asleep. Ling Chen wiped her half-dry and wrapped it in a clean towel.

Xiaojing took everyone in the kitchen to prepare meals and Ling Ziqing's stuff for Zhou.

Ling Chen looked at a wooden snake that Ling Ziqing was playing with, with seven colors painted on it.

Nurse Zhang Xia looked at Ling Ziqing while wiping the table. Ling Chen was here, she felt restrained, "I'll see how they are preparing." She found a chance and walked out.

Seeing that there were no others around, Ling Chen approached Ling Ziqing, and said in a low voice to please: "Qing'er, call father, good." He followed Qingyun's appearance, and his voice was soft.

Ling Ziqing looked at him strangely, but did not respond.

Ling Chen looked at it as if it was useless to please, so he snatched the little snake in Ling Ziqing's hand: "Quickly, I will give it to you if I call my father..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Ziqing cried with a "wow", his voice was loud, as if he had been stabbed hard!

In an instant, the sound of footsteps upstairs and downstairs came!

"What happened?"

"What's wrong with the little boy?"

Qingyun also hurriedly walked out of the back room and asked: "What's the matter?"

Ling Chen was holding a small snake in his hand, and was desperately stuffing Ling Ziqing into Ling Ziqing's arms. When he saw everyone coming in, he stood there in disbelief and glared at Ling Ziqing: "You villain!" He put the snake down and hurried into the back room. .

Ling Ziqing only let out a cry, and continued to pick up the little snake to play as if it were all right.

Qingyun looked at everyone and said: "It's okay, you go and work, I will look at him."

He hugged Ling Ziqing into the back room and let him lie on the bed to play. She said to Ling Chen: "He is not familiar with you yet, take your time."

Ling Chen leaned on the bed to rest, watching Qingyun leaning there to amuse his son, his heart was extremely satisfied.

The so-called family happiness, this is it.