Chapter 243: You Believe Everything I Say?
"What is this?" Sang Luo draped a blanket around herself, leaned closer, and sniffed. There was a strange scent in this red paste.
It had a bitter taste, somewhat like medicine…
But not quite…
Fei Yuan's slender and jade-like fingers lightly swirled the paste. "This is a trace of toxicity extracted from the Divine Poison Pearl by this Emperor. Then, this poison was fed to the most venomous creatures in the world. In less than three days, all the venomous creatures died. I boiled and refined the corpses of these venomous creatures together, and after several months, I refined it into this small bowl of poisonous paste."
He seemed not to notice Sang Luo's strange expression and smiled softly, "Don't underestimate this palm-sized bowl. It contains three hundred and ninety-nine kinds of highly poisonous creatures… Luo'er, if you can't bear it halfway, don't use purification, or all your previous efforts will be wasted."
"You're really going to do this to me!" Sang Luo swallowed her saliva, feeling apprehensive, "Is it too late for me to say I don't want it anymore?"
"It's not too late."
Fei Yuan looked at her, "The talent of the offspring nurtured by you and me will naturally not be too bad. This thing only serves to enhance it. If you are unwilling, then we won't use it."
Sang Luo stared at the bowl of poisonous paste with great hesitation.
The period when the offspring's talent is most enhanced is the gestation period. The higher the talent and realm of the offspring, the higher the feedback she receives, and it's only painful for a short time. It's nothing!
"Okay! Let's do it!"
Fei Yuan saw her look as if she was ready to die and laughed even harder, holding his stomach.
"You actually believe everything this Emperor says?"
"Ah! You tricked me!"
"There are no poisonous insects. How could this Emperor bear to do this to my precious Luo'er?" Fei Yuan pinched her face and chuckled, "This is made from the toxicity of the Divine Poison Pearl and various natural treasures that nourish toxicity. It's entirely beneficial to your body and doesn't cause any harm. Lie flat on the bed, and I'll guide you."
Sang Luo angrily twisted his waist before lying flat on the bed.
Fei Yuan was afraid she would be uncomfortable lying on her stomach, so he put two soft pillows under her.
Sang Luo hugged a pillow and placed it under her neck.
Fei Yuan covered her lower body with a snow-white cloud blanket and then pulled out a thin leather cord from somewhere to tie up her dark, smooth hair, revealing her porcelain-white and beautiful back, which caught his eye, and he was almost reluctant to look away.
He took a deep breath, calmed down, dipped a layer of red paste with his fingertip, and began to draw obscure runes on her back, starting from her left scapula.
As soon as the red paste touched her body, it caused a burning sensation on her skin, like fine needles entering her skin.
Sang Luo couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
Fei Yuan's fingertips trembled… This was really killing him!
He suppressed the stirring within him and continued to draw runes on her back.
Every time his hand moved, she made a sound.
Fei Yuan was simply "infuriated."
If he didn't have serious business to do, he would have taken her right now.
"Luo'er, bear with it. It won't hurt so much after a while."
The body needs to slowly adapt to the interference of toxins.
Sang Luo had no choice but to cover her mouth, her shoulders trembling slightly.
Half an hour later, the burning sensation slowly subsided.
Later, she could hardly feel it.
After the stimulation of the toxins, all that remained was the nourishment of natural treasures. She felt exceptionally comfortable, and her tense body slowly relaxed. She was almost asleep.
From morning to night, Fei Yuan finally finished. He covered the porcelain bowl with ice jade to prevent the toxicity and spirituality from dissipating. "I will guide you once every seven days. At least half a year later, if you don't show any delayed rejection reactions, I will try to give you the Divine Poison Pearl."
"Okay," Sang Luo's voice contained a hint of weariness.
She used her mental power to see the runes Fei Yuan had drawn on her back. After the passage of time, the power in the runes automatically penetrated her body and was absorbed by the fetus in her womb. The runes also disappeared without needing to be washed off.
Sang Luo lay on the bed all day without moving much, but she was still exhausted, and an indescribable and intense feeling of hunger arose in her abdomen.
She took out crystals and spirit fruits from her space to eat. Fei Yuan thoughtfully handed her several divine-grade spirit fruits. After eating a meal, she finally relieved the hunger in her abdomen, and her strength almost recovered.
Sang Luo reached out to get clothes, but Fei Yuan gently grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
As soon as she looked up, she met the man's deep phoenix eyes, his voice was hoarse, "Luo'er is full, shouldn't it be this Emperor's turn to eat?"
He lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Sang Luo only had time to let out a soft groan.
Then he pushed her down on the bed, the red curtains fell, and it was another room full of spring.
Fei Yuan had suffered before, so this time he didn't dare to go too far. After serving the little female comfortably, he didn't indulge anymore.
The night outside the window was also slightly white.
After he cuddled with the beautiful woman for a while, he got up early to cook her a bowl of pregnancy-soothing medicine and fed it to her.
Sang Luo lazily slept again.
When she woke up again, it was already late in the morning. Fei Yuan had finished his morning court and returned.
He didn't even go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation anymore. He directly moved a table to the bedroom to review memorials.
So he could see her at all times.
Sang Luo didn't know how many pieces he could divide his heart into, so she let him do whatever he wanted.
She went to Chaolu Palace and played with Xiao Qi for a day.
There was still no news from its father. She didn't know how things were in the Demon Realm.
Life settled down again.
Sang Luo always felt that she had forgotten something. She slapped her forehead and remembered that she had promised Si Ye to live in the Marquis's residence some time ago, but too many things had happened during this period, and she had no time to put it aside. Si Ye had not come to mention it to her again, and she almost forgot about it.
She had been neglecting A-Ye recently. He must have missed her very much. She hadn't seen Little Zhenzhen for a long time either. She wondered how its homework was going.
Sang Luo said to Fei Yuan, "I'm moving to the Marquis's residence for a few months."
"A few months? That's too long. This Emperor can't bear to part with you."
"At least a month!" Men need equal attention. She had stayed in Phoenix Palace long enough due to various things. Fei Yuan was full and satisfied all day, but others were hungry.
Fei Yuan agreed and gave her the medicine, "Remember to have Xiao Ye apply the medicine for you."
"Okay."
Sang Luo secretly went to the Marquis's residence in the middle of the night, without telling Si Ye in advance, intending to give him a surprise.
She first went to Little Zhenzhen's room to take a look. It was late at night, and it was sleeping soundly.
Then she went to the bedroom.
Si Ye was not there.
There was still a faint light in the study. Why wasn't he sleeping in the middle of the night? What was he reading?
Sang Luo approached and heard a strange sound.
Her footsteps suddenly stopped.
The faint light vaguely reflected the man's figure.
He was sitting on the chair.
His hand was moving.
The faint sound changed with the speed.
After a muffled groan, it stopped.
His neck tilted back, and his chest rose and fell sharply.
After a while, it started again.
This…
A-Ye wouldn't be…
Sang Luo's face turned red and hot. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should go in.
Suddenly, the door opened.
Second update ~
Ninety-nine percent of the next chapter will get stuck again. I won't write tonight, I'll go to sleep first. Good night, darlings.
