The noisy voice suddenly dispersed.
Only the woman's gentle voice said, "You can't persuade them. If they insist on doing this, you are just being a bad person."
"I know, but"
"So teach me how to do it."
"No, maybe, as they say, I was really wrong this time."
"Do you believe?"
“Divinations can be wrong, but prophecies are not.”
"In that case, why should we question the shameless person who predicted with certainty that if I don't marry you, the world will be destroyed?"
"You don't meet the requirements."
"I fit the bill. I just confirmed it a few days ago. I was just about to tell you."
"No, no, no, this won't work. Without experimentation, this won't work..." The man's crazy voice faded away.
Shui Miaomiao's world became quiet again.
It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like only a second passed.
"It's chaos, it's chaos, it's all chaos!"
"The great witch is dead. They were all killed. They are all dead..."
Shui Miaomiao listened to the chaotic sounds. Even if his eyes were dark, Shui Miaomiao could feel the despair of impending disaster.
"Don't panic, we still have a way." It's still the same woman, her voice is as warm as water, and it sounds reassuring in the noise.
Shui Miaomiao's ears became quiet again.
Suddenly, the sound of crying and screaming swept over like a wave.
"I-I'm about to give birth!"
"It's okay, relax and take a deep breath."
This dream was so strange. Shui Miaomiao frowned. The location of the dream was there. She still remembered that when she first entered the world of gods and demons, she was told not to give birth to children in the world of gods and demons. The children would be blown into bloody flowers.
'boom'
"My child! Ahhh!"
The shrill scream frightened Shui Miaomiao. What was the sound just now? what happened?
Shui Miaomiao wanted to wake up. This dream was getting more and more bizarre. Even without the picture, Shui Miaomiao could imagine a baby that had just been born for less than a second. The umbilical cord was still connected to the mother's body and suddenly exploded into blood. Flowers, and the bloody flowers splashed on my mother’s face.
"Everyone, calm down, it was just an accident. We have no choice. It will be fine next time, it will be fine." This soothing voice was still as gentle as water, but there was always a trace of fear surrounding Shui Miaomiao's heart.
One, and another, and another, and another.
There was no picture, but the sound was clear and vivid. Shui Miaomiao could imagine the exploding blood flowers, which were even more brilliant and brief than fireworks.
"Wow~ wow~ wow~"
Is this a baby's cry? The heart that Shui Miaomiao had been tugging at finally let go.
"My child, my child, have I succeeded?"
Shui Miaomiao's already very familiar voice sounded. She had been softly comforting the pregnant woman. Without her, Shui Miaomiao wouldn't have been able to hold on, but this time it made people shudder.
"Sorry, you heard wrong."
The baby's crying stopped suddenly, and Shui Miaomiao's eyes slowly lit up.
I am still floating in the sky. Isn't this the ice palace where I dreamed of Leng Ningchi?
The structural style is similar, but there are black blood stains on the white floor.
Shui Miaomiao heard a woman's voice humming a nursery rhyme, but it was extremely inappropriate for this weird ice palace.
The water floated forward.
A woman in a white dress was dragging a mop on the ground. She turned around, her pregnant belly was obvious. She suddenly stopped and raised her head, looking for something.
She seemed to see Shui Miaomiao and smiled.
Shui Miaomiao's eyes widened. This was the woman he saw in the necklace.
This woman can't be said to be absolutely beautiful, but she also looks like Xiaojiabiyu. When she smiles, those two shallow pear dimples are particularly attractive.
Is she just cold? That name you heard? Did she see herself?
Han was smiling, but there was a sudden pain in his stomach. Han lowered his head, caressed his swollen belly, and whispered softly, "Good boy, it's not time yet, just hold on for a while."
After soothing his stomach, Han raised his head and saw that Shui Miaomiao had disappeared. She floated behind a pillar on the side. She wanted to hide, but now she looked down with a look of astonishment on her face.
A woman with a short knife stuck in her chest and a baby whose breathing was gradually weakening was held in her arms.
"The great witch said that the way to continue the bloodline is to enter a deep sleep and wait for the world to wake up after hundreds of thousands of years."
The warm voice sounded from the side, and Shui Miaomiao was a little panicked. Han walked up to the woman at some point, looked up, and then squatted down while holding her waist.
Shui Miaomiao felt like she couldn't move.
Han Su raised his hand lightly and held the short knife, "I'm sorry, I forgot to take it back."
Pulling out the knife neatly, Han wiped away the blood splashed on his face. Seeing that the woman's hands were a little loose, he immediately stepped forward to fiddle with it and helped the woman hold the baby.
Poking the baby's face, Han touched his belly and said to himself, "The child's father said that I would not be allowed to take risks without experiments. Now I finally succeeded."
"But it was you who killed the child's father. Because of your greed, if my birth was not destined, then your Wu family bloodline would not continue to be passed down. This is what you owe me."
After saying that, Han stood up, ignoring the baby whose breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and slowly walked back, picked up the mop again, and mopped the ground.
Han didn't look at Shui Miaomiao, as if he had never noticed before, but Shui Miaomiao always felt that those few words just now were meant for him.
I'm just taking back what they owe me, I won't hurt innocent people...
This dream was really too long. Shui Miaomiao was tired. She watched Han helplessly, wipe the ice palace clean, and then dragged the dead women into a door.
Shui Miaomiao couldn't get in, so she could only move around in this place that looked like the ice palace hall.
This was not the same as the dream last time. Shui Miaomiao tried it, and it seemed that she could touch something, and seemed to land on the ground. The feeling of stepping on the ice with her bare feet made Shui Miaomiao tremble all over.
It's better to float, I feel like a float now.
Shui Miaomiao covered her mouth. She didn't expect that she could still laugh after having such a strange dream.
Han, who was sitting on a thick feather cushion in the distance, looked over and continued to read the book in his hand with a smile, as if he was giving prenatal education.
This dream is becoming more and more boring, and it is no longer as exciting as the previous one.
After wandering around the Ice Palace for a few times, Shui Miaomiao couldn't help but fall on the thick feather cushion, which was warm. She looked at Han cautiously, but she didn't react.
Shui Miaomiao sat down and found a comfortable seat to spread out.
Gradually, Shui Miaomiao was attracted by the sound of Han's reading. Apart from Han's clean and sharp movements of drawing the knife, Han was really a gentle, kind and persevering woman.
In this ice palace, pregnant and living alone for such a long time, I can still smile and show no resentment.
Han suddenly frowned and dropped the book in his hand to the ground.
Shui Miaomiao bounced off the Feather Palace in shock, half floating in the air.
Looking at Han, he took a deep breath, held his stomach, and adjusted his position.
Looks like this? It is to be born!
