Seeing the two of them head to the main bedroom, Fei Yuan turned and went to the room on the other side.
The night was deep.
Sang Luo finished her bath and changed into a velvet white robe. Her black hair cascaded down her back, revealing slender and captivating calves.
Lan Cang wore a matching robe, showcasing broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his physique exceptional. The collar was slightly open, revealing tanned skin that appeared a honeyed bronze in the warm orange light.
His short black hair was still damp, his face stern and handsome, a light scar on his cheek adding a touch of wildness to his otherwise refined features. The firm muscles on his forearms, the blue veins that pulsed even when relaxed, and the calluses on his hands exuded a unique masculine charm.
Sang Luo looked at the tall, sexy man before her, feeling a little parched. She realized that since having children, she hadn't been intimate with him much.
Lan Cang was at the prime of his life, yet he had never actively requested it from her.
"Cang Cang~" she purred, her voice captivating.
Lan Cang looked at her, his Adam's apple bobbing, his handsome face slightly flushed, yet he remained remarkably well-behaved.
Sang Luo sighed, hooked her fingers into his waistband, and pulled him down onto the bed.
Lan Cang quickly used his left hand to protect her head, his other arm propped up on the bed, his right leg bent and pressed against the inside of her thigh. Sang Luo cupped his face in her hands and kissed him.
Lan Cang could no longer restrain himself. He pressed his large hand firmly against the back of her head, taking the lead and kissing her, conveying all the longing of the past few days…
Their breathing grew heavy. Sang Luo's fingers trailed along his cheek, down his neck, to his chest, unbuttoning his robe, slowly sliding down his skin… but when she reached the forbidden zone, he grabbed her hand.
He released her lips, panting softly, suppressing the desire in his eyes. "Let's stop here tonight, Luo Luo. You should rest well."
It was the first time he had refused her advances.
"Why?"
Sang Luo was dumbfounded.
First Fei Yuan, then Lan Cang. Was she destined to walk a path of abstinence lately?
It was no secret that the old phoenix Fei Yuan couldn't engage in such matters, but Lan Cang was her husband from their youth, clearly aroused, yet unwilling to touch her.
"Are you no longer interested in my body? Or have you found another female outside?" Sang Luo felt a surge of anger. She got up, put on her clothes, and prepared to leave.
Lan Cang had waited so long; how could he let her go?
He hugged her from behind, sat on the edge of the bed, and had her straddle his lap, facing him.
Lan Cang wrapped his strong arms tightly around her waist, kissing her deeply for a long time before releasing her, murmuring in a low voice, "I don't know… do you still need me?"
Sang Luo's heart skipped a beat, and she stared at him blankly.
Lan Cang didn't dare to look her in the eye, burying his face in her neck, his voice hoarse and deep. "My talent is limited. If you were to accidentally become pregnant, it would be a useless burden to you, wouldn't it…"
He saw the beastmen around Sang Luo getting stronger and stronger. How could he not understand that he was just a stepping stone for her?
In the future, there would be more and more powerful male beasts around her. He didn't know how long he would be qualified to stand by her side.
When Lan Cang was young and impetuous, he could still challenge Caesar, but later, the higher he climbed, the more clearly he felt the bottleneck of bloodline constraints, rendering him powerless… He finally understood where Caesar's contemptuous ridicule came from back then.
Lan Cang knew very well that he would not have any major breakthroughs in this life, and his lifespan was far inferior to that of a royal beast. Perhaps he would be the first to leave her in the future.
Rather than having offspring with him, Luo Luo would gain more help by having offspring with a more talented male beast.
For the past year, Lan Cang had suppressed his desires, not being intimate with her, not wanting her to accidentally become pregnant with his child.
"Cang Cang, I've never thought that way. Even if I were to become pregnant, I would be willing to give birth…" Sang Luo's voice was dry. Lan Cang's background and talent were not good, and she knew that he had always been insecure.
In fact, he was already very outstanding, but there were too many prodigies and royal beasts around her, overshadowing his brilliance, and she would always subconsciously ignore him.
Lan Cang shook his head and chuckled softly, "I only need those three children, Little Stone, Zhui Zhui, and Zhi Xin. They are the best gifts you've ever given me in this life. I don't want any other children."
"…"
"I'm content just holding you to sleep."
Lan Cang held her in his arms, spending a warm night together.
...
The next day, Sang Luo and Fei Yuan returned to the Eastern Continent.
Fei Yuan didn't seem to be in the mood for alchemy either, following her every step of the way, claiming it was to cultivate their relationship.
Sang Luo returned to the Western Bixi Clan territory.
Since having a granddaughter, Si Jiong had been holding her every day, refusing to let go. He even brought her to court, saying he wanted to cultivate a future ruler from a young age, immersing her in political affairs so that she would be a wise ruler in the future.
Sang Luo couldn't help but chuckle when she heard the servants talking about the interesting events of the past few days… The little cub was only a little over a month old, unable to even speak yet. It would be good enough if she didn't doze off in court.
Sang Luo had originally wanted to wait for Si Jiong to finish court before going to see the child, but when she turned her head, she saw her little daughter running over from the council hall.
Little Zhen Zhen still had a dusty appearance.
From a distance, she looked like a little gray kitten with horns, leaping lightly into her arms, nuzzling her face, making a purring sound in her throat.
"Has Little Zhen Zhen been eating well these days? Has she been listening to Grandma obediently? Let me see, my daughter has grown a lot since the last time I came. Let's weigh her, how many pounds has she gained… 8 pounds 1 ounce, good, she's gained exactly two pounds since Mommy left!"
Sang Luo scratched the little gray cat's belly. She didn't know if it was because mothers had a built-in filter for their own cubs, but she liked her more and more the more she looked at her, and the more beautiful her daughter seemed.
Little Zhen Zhen's ruby-like peach blossom eyes were captivating~
"She looks quite similar to Xiao Ye's Bixi form when he was young, but Xiao Ye had yellow fur, and she has gray fur." Fei Yuan found a portrait. "Take a look."
Sang Luo opened the album and compared them, and indeed, the father and daughter looked quite similar.
Especially those peach blossom eyes, they were practically cast from the same mold.
However, when Sang Luo looked closer at the content of the painting, she burst out laughing. "Why is Little A Ye hanging on a tree? Doesn't he have two beast forms? He could just transform into a phoenix and fly down, right?"
"When he was half a year old, he was still afraid of heights and couldn't transform into a phoenix."
"Hahaha, he's not afraid of heights at all now. He often takes me to play in the sky."
"I threw him off the mountain a few times."
"…No wonder he calls you an old phoenix all day long."
Sang Luo shook her head with a smile, picked up an advancement pill, and fed it to Little Zhen Zhen.
Little Zhen Zhen obediently swallowed it in one gulp and slowly fell asleep.
After a few days, she emitted a faint red halo, and her cultivation broke through to the peak of the King Beast realm in one fell swoop.
Fei Yuan rarely praised, "This child reached the peak of the King Beast realm not long after birth. Her future achievements are limitless."
"What realm were you at when you were born?" Sang Luo asked curiously.
It hasn't been written about Little Lion hahaha, probably in the next chapter.
