Emperor Zun saw her wearing a snow-white dress. Different from her usual enthusiastic and publicity, she now looked more cool and elegant.
"Zheng'er."
Yunzheng raised her eyebrows, turned sideways and said, "Come in first."
Emperor Zun gave a light 'hmm' and stepped in.
After he came in, Yunzheng closed the door. When she looked back, she saw Twelve Treasures suddenly kneeling down in the direction of A Shuo, and then let out a startling shout.
"Daddy."
Emperor Zun looked at the Twelve Treasures kneeling on the ground with an unclear expression, pursed his lips tightly, and looked at Yunzheng with an indescribable emotion in his eyes.
Yunzheng's face was slightly stiff, and she felt a little nervous for some reason.
However, when I thought about it, she didn't really cuckold Ah Shuo. Why did she feel guilty? This just...ahem...let him become a father early.
At this time, Twelve Treasures looked up at Emperor Zun and said in a very serious tone: "Dad, can you not have many babies with your mother? Stinky turtle said that giving birth to babies will make your mother painful, so dad, can you think of something?" How can you replace your mother and give birth to the baby?"
"That demon also said before that he wanted to give birth to a baby for my mother. He can give birth to a baby for me. Dad, you should be able to do it too, right?"
Yunzheng: "!!!"
When Emperor Zun heard these words, a chill flashed through his eyes. He moved his gaze to Yunzheng's face. That handsome, god-like face was tense, and there was a hint of anger in his tone. He said every word: "Daddy can do it!"
Hearing the Emperor's assurance, Twelve Treasures breathed a sigh of relief as he wished, and said with a slight twinkle in his eyes: "That's great, so my mother won't be in pain."
It's fine as long as it's not the mother who gave birth to the baby, because she is the baby closest to her mother, and no one can come close to her! For her, the most important thing is her mother, so she doesn't care about her father...
Yunzheng glanced at Twelve Treasures thoughtfully.
Immediately, she sent the Twelve Treasures back to the Fengxing space. At the same time, she also blocked the spiritual consciousness in Fengxing's space.
Yunzheng raised her eyes and stared at his face.
"Just now, are you telling the truth?"
Emperor Zun met her smiling eyes, his heart suddenly calmed down, and he nodded solemnly.
"I know that there is a legendary flower of the God of Souls. As long as..." When he said this, his cheeks turned slightly red and his voice couldn't help but lower a little, "Before the wedding night, both parties take the flower of the God of Souls. Then the bodies can be exchanged to give birth to life. After the gestation period, the man needs to have a caesarean section to take out the new life form."
Hearing this, Yunzheng didn't expect that there was such a magical spiritual creature, let alone that he actually had such an idea.
She stepped forward and approached him until she stopped one step away from him.
"A Shuo, you have done enough for me, so I don't want you to give birth to a new life for us. What Twelve Treasures just said has a purpose, you don't have to take it to heart."
"What's more, we haven't gotten married yet, let alone talking about the wedding night..."
After she finished speaking, she didn't get a reply from him.
Yunzheng raised her head slightly and met his pair of deep eyes filled with desire. She suddenly had a premonition that something would definitely happen next.
next moment--
His thin lips pressed down, and his hot breath almost melted her whole body.
He reached out and touched her slender waist inch by inch, making her body feel soft and itchy.
Later, for some reason, his intensity became overbearing.
There is a kind of fateful entanglement between the two. The more he chases, the more she wants to retreat. Then she counterattacks, and he shows weakness, and finally they sink into it together.
…
Night comes.
The celebratory dinner at the Qiongtian Embassy began, and all the friends came to see Yunzheng, but before the door opened, they heard her declining: "I'll go later, you guys go first."
Nangong Qingqing asked worriedly: "Zhengzheng, has something happened to you?"
Yunzheng's voice came through the door, "No, I still have a few runes that I haven't refined yet, so I can't let all my efforts go to waste. You go ahead and leave two spots for me and Ashuo."
"Brother Rong is in there too?" Mu Yin suddenly realized.
The friends probably understood a little bit, looked at each other and smiled, and then said: "Okay, let's go first. You and Brother Rong can come quickly."
After their footsteps faded away, Yunzheng breathed a sigh of relief.
She stared at the disheveled man in front of her. He had an innocent look on his face. His chest was half-open, and his cold white abdominal muscles and just-right chest muscles were faintly visible.
The man's dark hair was scattered, contrasting with the cold white skin, giving him an indescribable sense of laziness and abstinence.
He asked: "Are you angry?"
Yunzheng maintained a standard smile and raised her hand to point to her lips, which were swollen and red from being kissed, and had several holes on them. Then she moved her fingers downward, pointing at her slender white neck, which also had a few red marks.
"Lord Emperor, are you a puppy? Why are you still chewing on people?"
"Also, my hair is messed up. Do you know the two of us are acting like crazy right now?"
It happened because when they were kissing, they were fighting over who was on top and who was on bottom.
Whose partner kisses like they are fighting?
When the man heard this, his deep gaze swept over her red lips, her neck and collarbone. Desire gradually appeared in his eyes, and his Adam's apple slid.
Seeing this, Yunzheng quickly covered his mouth and said plausibly: "I, the Buddha, are merciful. Donor, please shut up."
He raised his hand and took her hand, then spoke in response.
"good."
Emperor Zun suppressed the restlessness in his heart and said in an apologetic tone, "Zheng'er, it's my fault. I shouldn't have kissed you at this time."
"It's not that it's not suitable." Yunzheng sighed softly. She had been separated from him for a while. If he didn't kiss her, she would kiss him. However, she never thought that it would be so 'violent' this time...
Emperor Zun pretended to hesitate and asked: "Then... kiss again?"
When Yunzheng heard this, she jumped off the bed with bare feet. She looked at him with a serious face and slowly clasped her hands together and said, "Donor Rong, color is emptiness and emptiness is color. It's time for us to tidy up and go out for the celebration banquet. ”
Emperor Zun looked gentle and said "hmm" with a smile.
"Come here, I'll help you apply some plaster on the wound, and then help you comb your hair."
Yunzheng also knew that her lips and neck were not visible to the light now, so she walked in his direction and sat in front of him.
Emperor Zun took out the healing ointment, dipped a little on his fingertips and applied it on her lips and the red marks on her neck. It took effect quickly.
The red marks and wounds disappeared.
