My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old

Fu Zhiyan's departure left Fu Jiuxiao with a missing piece of his heart.

"Your Majesty Jiuxiao, don't worry."

"Since she is the incarnation chosen by God, there must be a reason for it."

"Don't worry." Yan Jun advised in a low voice.

Fu Jiuxiao had some friendship with Yan Jun, and he only nodded at this moment.

"Which world will she vote for?"

Yan Jun shook his head: "In this world, there is a mortal world, a world of cultivators, a world of demons, a world of demons, etc. No one can predict them."

Fu Jiuxiao was stunned. His daughter's sudden departure made him feel uncomfortable.

"Don't worry. Everything will be fine."

"To be honest, Emperor Junhua's love calamity was tragic. He didn't leave any way to survive the love calamity." Si Mingxingjun couldn't help but give advice.

Fu Jiuxiao didn't want to hear Jun Hua's name, so he said goodbye to the two and returned to Dai Viet.

And at this moment Fu Zhiyan.

That is to say, he was reincarnated into the world of cultivating immortals.

It's just that they are a mortal family in the world of immortality.

Only a voice was vaguely heard.

"When the child is born, if it is a boy, let them marry Jinlan."

"If it's a girl, we'll get married."

"We have been friends for many years and neighbors, and we will let our children reconnect in the future." The lady who spoke had a loud voice, but the voice opposite her was shallow.

"Of course it's good to be brothers."

The little girl felt that she was soaking in warm water, which made her feel so comfortable that she couldn't open her eyes.

She didn't know how long she had slept, but she felt that her surroundings were getting more and more cramped, and her whole body was being squeezed and felt uncomfortable.

She began to struggle.

I feel like I'm being squeezed forward.

In the dark surroundings, a harsh light was faintly visible.

"Wow wow wow..." His body felt chilly, and he started to cry loudly.

"She's born, she's born. Congratulations, madam, on the birth of a girl." The midwife said with a smile.

The woman's eyebrows on the delivery bed paled, and the maid comforted her in a low voice: "Madam, it's best to bloom first and then bear fruit."

"Besides, the Wen family next door has an only son. He is married to our girl at the fingertips. Even the old lady would not dare to look down on you."

The Wen family is highly regarded in the court, and some close relatives have joined the Dengxian Sect as elders.

This is also the reason for the noble status of the Wen family.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could find such a good match?

The woman smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

Mrs. Wen and she were close friends. Before they got married, they were very good friends.

After getting married, the Wen family was promoted step by step. More disciples in the family entered the Immortal Cultivation Sect, and the Wen family became a prominent family.

She felt very uncomfortable.

Furthermore, she was infertile for five years after her marriage, so one can imagine the psychological pressure.

The second and third bedrooms in the house were all married, so she naturally hoped that the child would be a son.

Seeing the madam's gloomy eyebrows, the maid picked up the baby and was slightly startled: "Oh, madam, our girl has such a good birth." This girl was white and rosy, with skin as white as snow and black hair. Occasionally she opened her eyes and saw a pair of The dark eyes are quite bright.

This coaxed the woman to laugh: "Bring the child to me for a look."

Sure enough, he was more beautiful than any other child she had ever seen.

But remembering that the old lady in the mansion now favors her second-in-law grandson, the joy in her heart fades a bit.

"So what if she looks good? It's a pity she's a girl."

"Madam, don't think too much. You still have to take care of yourself during the confinement period."

The lady hummed slightly.

"Did you tell the master about my fetal convulsions? Why haven't you come back yet? Please ask him to name the child." Mrs. Jiang took a sip of ginseng soup and managed to regain some strength.

There was still some bloody smell in the house, so the slaves carried the mother and daughter to the next door.

The maid paused for a moment, but in fact, the master hurried back when he heard the fetus.

However, after hearing that she had given birth to a daughter, she walked away again.

There are three concubines in his courtyard, and they have two concubines.

"As for the naming, the master is busy, let the wife make the decision." The maid lowered her head and did not dare to look at her.

Mrs. Jiang was so angry that her eyes immediately turned red.

"How dare he?!"

"Madam, please don't cry. Weeping during confinement will leave the root of the disease." The maid's eyes turned red.

Mrs. Jiang couldn't stop.

"After the child lands, will anyone come from the old lady's side?" Mrs. Jiang asked crying.

"I've been sent various supplements and medicines, and asked Madam to take good care of herself." The maid whispered.

Mrs. Jiang snorted coldly: "The child born in the second and third bedrooms was named by the old man himself."

Now, the old man has not sent his name.

Not even my husband came.

Mrs. Jiang felt a chill all over her body, and even her heart was chilling.

"Madam, you are bleeding!" The maid saw that the quilt was soaked with blood, and her face turned pale in panic.

He stumbled and rushed out.

"Someone is coming, someone is coming!!"

The maid shouted in panic, her voice trembling.

Mrs. Jiang cried hard, and the bleeding came violently and urgently.

When the doctor arrived, Mrs. Jiang had only breath left and her face was as white as paper.

"No, Madam has suffered severe bleeding and has injured her body. I'm afraid she needs to use magic medicine." The doctor's face turned cold. Madam Jiang's hands and feet were already cold and she was not quite awake.

Mrs. Jiang was served by a dowry maid from her mother's family.

At this moment, without any hesitation, he hurried towards the front yard.

With a pop, he knelt down outside the courtyard gate.

"Please old lady, please save my wife."

"Madam is bleeding heavily and needs magical medicine to cure her illness." The maid banged her head at the door.

Two little grandsons were playing in front of the old lady in the house. When the old lady heard the voice, her eyebrows drooped.

Before she said a word, the wet nurse beside her stood up.

The wet nurse went out.

"What's the fuss about? Aren't mother and daughter safe?"

The maid burst into tears, but she didn't dare to say that the madam was angry. Thinking about it, the old lady wouldn't pay attention to it even if she knew.

"Madam suddenly suffered from severe bleeding, and now her hands and feet are starting to feel cold. Please give me the magic medicine."

The wet nurse frowned: "The magic medicine cannot be touched. How can her life be worthy of the magic medicine?"

Every ten years, major immortal sects in the world of immortality will come out to test their immortal roots.

The ancestors of the Jiang family were once members of the Immortal Sect, but none of them had ever left the Immortal Sect since that generation.

This medicine is just the most common spirit-reviving pill in the world of immortality.

But in the mortal world, it is like finding a treasure.

"You can ask the imperial doctor for the master's medicine. It's impossible to touch the magic medicine." The nanny looked tough.

"Madam just gave birth to an heir for the Jiang family. Please help me, old lady." The maid shouted loudly.

The nanny's face suddenly turned cold.

"The heir? The heir of the Jiang family is staying with the old lady in the house."

The maid felt a chill in her heart.

The fact that the Jiang family favors sons over daughters is actually an ancestral precept.

The ancestor of the Jiang family was originally a woodcutter on the mountain. He was illiterate and never married a wife until he was thirty years old.

I only went up the mountain one year, and encountered heavy fog on the mountain, and occasionally fell into the vast sea of ​​fog.

A mirror suspended in mid-air appeared in the sea of ​​fog.