This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

"Queen!"

Chu Ziyu raised his head in surprise.

After seeing the red figure mysteriously appearing in the hall, he was amused, but this joy was soon suppressed by him.

Turned into awkward disgust and arrogance.

"You dead old ghost, what are you doing in the world again! You will go to the underworld to lay down and raise a baby soon!"

Tsing Yi strode up to him, reaching out and knocking **** the boy's forehead.

"It's been a long time since I cleaned you up, and your skin is itchy again, right? Let's play with your posture a little more?"

Chu Ziyu was hurt by her knock on the brain, he sighed coldly, and stared at her hatefully:

"You knock me, and I'll tell you too! You're all a mother, why are you so self-willed."

"I've heard it all, but now Big Brother Xiao has been taken away and is not by your side. Those guys in the heaven are all thinking of ways to deal with you, alas... I really didn't tell you..."

When in front of others, Chu Ziyu was still mature and serious.

But facing Tsing Yi at this moment, his face is red and white, and his feet are scratching his head, he is clearly still a teenager.

Tsing Yi looked at him lazily, with a smile in his eyes, his chin was raised, and he was very provocative: "How am I?"

Chu Ziyu glared at her: "You big belly, can you honestly raise your fetus?"

Big belly?

Tsing Yi touched her flat belly, pinched her slender waist, and said, "Son, give your uncle a greeting!"

Chu Ziyu looked at her with a puzzled expression, and then felt that her forehead was lightly patted.

This time, he changed his eyebrows, stared at his belly, and frowned, "Let you slap him, why are you tickling him?"

"What do you mean?" Chu Ziyu touched her forehead, then stared at her belly, her mind a little unable to turn around.

"Just... it was you who just shot me..."

He reached out and pointed at Tsing Yi's belly.

The pride on the old mother's face is called a glorious one.

"It's your little nephew!"

"Cowskin! You have this ability before the birth of your mother. Besides my son of the King of Tsing Yi, just ask who else is in the Six Realms?!"

Chu Ziyu looked at her exaggerated and complacent appearance, and couldn't help but want to slap people. The words came to her throat, and she held it back and couldn't help laughing.

With this smile, he couldn't hold back his voice, and finally covered his face.

After laughing, he was a little speechless.

He was taken.

What's the crux of the matter, why is this **** old lady so careless, like the sky is falling and it has nothing to do with the old lady?

Tianjie and Eternal Life Sect are going to attack her!

Brother Xiao is still being expelled, and he may not be able to come back. Why doesn't she look worried or afraid at all? !

"My nephew is the most powerful." Chu Ziyu rolled her eyes at her, took a deep breath, suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart, and said with deep eyes:

"I've heard everything you know about the situation. Brother Xiao is not here now. You can go back to the underworld and stay there. If you have something to do, don't run around in the world. It's not that you can't wander around because of the Yan Dynasty."

Tsing Yi curled his lips when he heard the words, "Zidu's big mouth, my mother really wants to cut him when he goes back. Let him come up and report a letter, he will tell you a story directly!"

Chu Ziyu stared at her impatiently: "Damn old ghost, are you listening to me!"

Tsing Yi picked her ears, blew the earwax that didn't exist, and arrogantly crossed her hips: "No!"

His Royal Highness is so angry!

You bastard, you really can't listen to people's words!

"What are you worrying about, you still don't believe in your royal sister?" Tsing Yi gave him a look, walked to the edge, picked up the untouched cup of tea on the table, and took a sip by himself:

"Comfortable, it's still delicious in this world."

Chu Ziyu was so anxious, seeing her like that, wished she could be hammered a few times.

But he couldn't beat her by himself! Simply **** off!

Seeing that he was so anxious, Tsing Yi couldn't help but smile, put down the teacup, and said:

"Although your elder sister doesn't have the same longevity as your brother-in-law, she is also a ten thousand year old ghost. I haven't seen any big scenes. I just came up to see your current situation and see how cowardly you are."

When Chu Ziyu heard the words, she was no longer as violent as before, and looked at her with deep eyes.

"If it's a small scene, you won't come over in person after the children come."

Tsing Yi's eyes moved slightly, smiled, and lowered his head to drink a sip of tea.

This little **** is really not good at fooling around.

boring.

The boy is not cute at all when he grows up.

With a straight face and pretending to be mature, it is simply a replica of her old white face.

In the future, she won't want to raise her son like this, it won't be fun anymore.

"Don't worry, all the old ghosts who can kill your royal sister and I will die." Tsing Yi said with a smile:

"Your brother-in-law is insidious, cunning and despicable. He will roll back quickly. How could those little bitches' scheming trick him."

If it was before, Chu Ziyu might have believed her nonsense.

But this time, he clearly felt that something was wrong.

He lowered his head and said solemnly: "I said before that when gods fight, mortals suffer. I can't help you with things outside the world, but even so, I don't want to be a drag on you."

"Sister Huang, if something happens, leave me alone."

Chu Ziyu looked up at her, "Everyone has their own lives, if I die, it will also be my life."

"Your mouth is annoying as soon as you open it, but you have been alive for so long, how can you not be ruthless."

"I'm not just a little boy you met by chance in the world, and you're not my sister, so you care about what you do."

Chu Ziyu grinned, "I want my younger brother so much, I will find a few who can help you in the future. If your life is tough enough, don't look for mortals. It's troublesome and troublesome."

Tsing Yi looked at him, and the smile gradually faded.

Just about to reach out.

Snapped!

A crisp applause.

A red baby's palm print appeared on Chu Ziyu's forehead.

Chu Ziyu almost fainted when he slapped this slap, feeling that his mind was shaking.

Tsing Yi laughed immediately, transformed into a water mirror, and placed it in front of him.

"See, your little nephew can't bear it anymore. Uncle is so stupid, he dislikes you."

Chu Ziyu calmed down and looked at the slap print on his forehead in the water mirror.

Both angry and funny.

He took a deep breath, looked at Tsing Yi with a complicated expression, and knew that what he said just now was an asshole.

But he really didn't want to be a drag on Tsing Yi himself.

"Stupid boy."

Tsing Yi scolded him lightly, not as in the past, he was suspicious of life.

He reached out and took out two jade pendants and handed them to him.

"Take it."

"What is this?" Chu Ziyu looked at her suspiciously.

"This is the teleportation magic weapon I made. If it is in danger, it will automatically shatter and take you into the underworld. There are two in total, and you give the other one to that little brain."

Tsing Yi said, rubbing his head: "Don't be too affectionate, what kind of trouble can you cause to my mother?"

"When you are alive, you must live well!"

"Even if there is only one day left, live your life as a person."

Tsing Yi lowered her eyes and said softly, "In this world, the old lady likes it very much. So, you have to take good care of it."