Chapter 851 The White Moonlight of the River God 41

Bai Sang lay weakly beside the bed.

Looking at the soundless person lying on the bed.

She cried silently.

turn out to be……

Bai Sang covered her face in pain, tears streaming from her fingers.

The bowl of soup that Jiucheng said would make him immortal, and the piece of medicine that smelled of blood were not rocks.

But his heart.

Jiucheng forcibly tore off a piece of his heart to make medicine.

Perhaps Bai Sang's sadness was too strong, so the round eyes of the doll lying beside the bed turned red.

A pair of fleshy little hands stretched out to Bai Sang's head.

Just when Bai Sang felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart.

Not only did she have a pair of small hands above her head, she also had a big hand reaching out.

Gently rubbed the top of Bai Sang's head.

"Madam, why are you crying?"

A hoarse voice appeared above Bai Sang's head.

Bai Sang paused for a moment and slowly raised his head.

That beautiful face was now pale and bloodless, with concern in her eyes, "Madam."

"Husband, you're awake." Bai Sang just lay on his chest and started crying again.

Jiucheng never knew how to comfort people.

I usually don't dare to make my wife angry because I'm afraid that I won't be able to appease her.

"Madam, don't cry, don't cry." Jiucheng gently stroked her back.

The child lying nearby started crying.

But Jiucheng didn't pay attention. All his attention was on Bai Sang.

People are very strange. When no one comforts them, their emotions calm down very quickly.

But after someone comforted himself.

The more you cry, the more you feel aggrieved.

For example, Bai Sang is crying even more painfully now that Jiucheng is soothing her.

I just cried for a long time.

She was out of breath from crying.

Suddenly I thought of the child I had given birth to, and hurriedly picked up the child who was also crying and had fallen asleep.

"This is our child."

Bai Sang gasped after speaking.

Jiucheng sat up and continued to pat her on the back: "Madam, don't be in a hurry, speak slowly."

Then his eyes came to the child.

It's white, tender and looks good.

"The child looks like a lady." A smile appeared on Jiucheng's lips.

Bai Sang sat up and leaned next to him, "I think he looks like a husband."

The original owner couldn't easily compare to Jiucheng.

The child's facial features are quite delicate, and his skin has been inherited from him and is fairer.

…

After talking about the child, Bai Sang began to ask about the elixir of life and the ninety-nine thunders.

Jiucheng didn't expect that she knew everything.

After taking a look around, he knew he was in Jiuchongtian.

Someone must have told her that.

"Madam, this matter..." When Jiucheng wanted to explain, a hand was covering his mouth.

Bai Sang looked at the person seriously: "I want to hear the truth. You'd better not hide anything. Other gods will definitely be happy to tell me."

Jiucheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and finally he pulled away the hand on his mouth, "Madam, I'm just afraid that you won't agree."

"You know I don't agree, that's why you hide so many things from me." Bai Sang's expression was not angry, but frustrated. She felt like a burden.

"I'm not intentional……"

"You said it's okay to have children, just because you resisted ninety-nine thunders." Bai Sang raised his head, "You said you would let me stay with you all the time, just to use your life to make up for it."

Every word is very clear.

Jiucheng's heart trembled slightly after hearing this.

The lady won’t be really angry, right?

He tugged on her sleeve cautiously.

It swung slightly.

Bai Sang pulled off the hands on his sleeves.