The spoon trembled and rolled off the bed with the quilt. Seeing that the little man in the extremely ill-fitting, colorful robe kept getting into his arms, pinched her clothes and wanted to take them away, but he couldn't hold them loose at all. Looking at the scholar with a bitter face, he saw that his face was darkened, and he couldn't help sobbing: "I didn't have a girlfriend..."
"..."
Emperor Qing came to her side in an instant, wanting to touch the little girl who seemed to be only three or four years old, and heard her scream again: "Mother, save me! Mother!"
The waist of the spoon was about to be strangled by her: "You, can you let go first?"
"He's going to kill me!"
Emperor Qing's face turned black and white, so he had to imitate Nuwa's smile and smile amiably: "I won't kill you, you let go first."
The girl said angrily, "Mom! He bullied me!"
The spoon is really about to be strangled by her...
Emperor Qing couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed her clothes and lifted them away forcefully.
"Help... help..."
After the spoon breathed smoothly, he saw the girl sitting slumped on the ground, looking at him with teary eyes. My heart suddenly softened, this feeling of seeing my own daughter... Then I shook my head hard, hugged the scholar's arm, and said in words: "I really don't have a girlfriend!"
Emperor Qing nodded, but the girl's aura was exactly the same as that of the spoon, no wonder he didn't notice it. No... He frowned: "When were you here?"
The girl moved back, keeping a distance of three feet: "Whenever mother comes, I will be here."
"..."
The girl looked at him with disgust: "I just became incarnated today, and I saw you bullying my mother."
Emperor Qing: "..."
Shaozi said angrily, "I'm not your mother, my little Shaozi hasn't been born yet!"
The girl immediately petrified, deeply hurt, squatting on the back of the wall and thinking: "I was rejected, I was rejected, I was rejected..."
Emperor Qing frowned and looked at her, but he didn't know what she was: "It's just a spoon... she has your aura inside and out..."
Shaozi was stunned for a moment, and looked carefully. The scholar said it was true. Although there are countless beings in the six realms, the only ones who have the same aura are the closest relatives. She gasped, thought for a while, and pondered: "Scholar, is this our daughter?"
Emperor Qing suddenly raised his eyebrows: "It should... no."
Shao Shao's brows were about to frown into two rivers, and he stepped forward: "That... little girl?"
"Rejected, rejected..."
"Cough, little fairy?"
"Rejected, rejected..."
Spoon touched his chin: "Little spoon."
Only then did she turn around happily, with tears in her big eyes, she nodded happily: "Mother."
"..." The spoon's heart couldn't take it anymore, she was under a lot of pressure to have such a big daughter all of a sudden, Su Se, "Why do you say I'm your mother?"
Xiao Shaozi frowned for a long time, and said seriously: "You are my mother. I was born because of your aura."
"I do not know how!"
Qingdi also shook his head heavily: "I don't know either." It's really puzzling, if it is said that he has been by Shaozi's side all the time, but he just appeared today, and he suddenly understands, "Shaozi, you soaked in Tianchi for half a day today, She just appeared because of the great increase in aura?"
The spoon has a bitter face: "I don't know, if the aura really increases, a little spoon will appear... What about me before?" His face changed suddenly, and he covered his mouth, "In a corner of the Six Realms, I wouldn't One hundred and eighty little spoons have been born."
Qingdi pulled his face, rubbed his forehead, looked at the little spoon who was staring at him covetously, took a closer look, and couldn't help sighing: "Shaozi, she looks... very much like you."
He swallowed hard with the spoon, and looked at her eyebrows and eyes, it really looked alike.
The little spoon moved closer to her, saw that she was not running, moved forward again, grabbed her hand, and smiled innocently: "Mother."
With bright eyes and a soft voice, Shaozi's heart was completely melted. He hugged her, rubbed her head, and bared her teeth: "Good boy!"
Emperor Qing raised his forehead, why does he feel like he is happy to be a father...
The previous pattern was: Spoon, Inn, Scholar.
Later, the scholar finally "repelled" the mistress of the inn with difficulty and turned into a spoon and a scholar.
But it changed overnight, and now it is: Spoon, Little Spoon, Scholar.
Qingdi said... no, open, heart!
But Shaozi was very happy, and he no longer delved into where the little spoon came from and why it looked like him, even the aura was the same as him. Early in the morning, I took my limp little hands and went out for a walk. As soon as they arrived outside the house and appeared in the main hall, the expressions of the gods and monarchs were astonished. When they saw the tired-looking Qing Emperor, they suddenly came to congratulations, "Congratulations to the emperor for becoming a father", "Congratulations to the emperor for having a daughter", "Lin'er can tell that the bones are strange at a glance, and he will become a great man in the future."
Looking at the small eyes of the crowd implying that "the emperor's singing every night really worked" and "it is so brave to have an extra daughter in one night", Qingdi wept with his hands behind his hands... and then he saw the spoon who had been lingering with him for half a step and refused to leave Little Spoon's hand happily dropped him and ran towards Qinglong, weeping two lasagna tears...
The spoon jumped onto the top of Qinglong's head with the little spoon in his arms, and fixed her clothes. After a while, Emperor Qing came over, Qinglong's facial features were almost wrinkled: "Is this your baby?"
Qingdi's face froze: "I will change my mount tomorrow!"
"..."
The two sitting in front of Qingdi to enjoy the scenery are silently counting mushrooms in the back, life... I looked at the little spoon carefully, because it was so similar to a spoon, but I always felt that something was missing.
The spoon held the hand of the little spoon, looked back at the scholar, grabbed her little hand and waved to him, the little spoon pursed his lips, and then called out: "Father!"
"..." Wait, this feeling of being cute! Qingdi froze his face. If he didn't respond at this time, he would definitely look very stingy. If he responded, he would agree that this is his daughter. Does he nod or nod or... nod...
After struggling for a long time, it was already a mess in the wind. Looking up to the sky and sighing: "This is fate..."