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I was stunned for a long time before I could react. "Yeah, I've always felt that I should respect and respect this old man, but I forgot that I was supposed to be kowtowed to Uncle Shen for my identity as Zishan. To lower my status to look after someone far inferior to Zishan is a form of contempt for his identity."

My eyes were a little unnatural, and for a moment I didn't dare look at him.

"Yan Nuo, since you belittle This King's identity so much, shouldn't you be punished?"

Yes, but I don't want to be punished! I don't know if it was because of what I learned when I was young, or the punishments of the Underworld. Just thinking about it made me scared.

"Are you afraid?"

Yes

"Are you afraid of punishment or me?"

Both of them were afraid …

"Yan Nuo, This King's injuries have not recovered yet. What should we do?"

I immediately came back to my senses. The blush on my face had also returned to its white hue. "Where haven't you recovered?" Does it still hurt? " I searched up and down his body for wounds, but his body didn't seem to be injured at all. It was still cold to the touch. It felt very comfortable to the touch.

Pow!

Suddenly, with one hand, he grabbed my hand from his waist, and with the other hand, he made a gesture with his hand on my lower abdomen. A red light seemed to flash in my mind.

"Your wounds have healed, but you still have internal injuries. Are you willing to treat them properly for this king?"

"Heal, let me treat you. Just speak properly. Why are you so close? My eyes can't focus at all."

I quickly pulled my hand away from his big hand, and the result was that it was a little hurried and a little more forceful.

He was as big and heavy as a normal human being when he took his physical form. How could my body, which had grown thinner since I was pregnant, withstand such a monster? He pushed me onto the bed.

The poor school made wooden beds from top to bottom, and they were even smashed by the force of the two people's fall, letting out a "geji" sound of pain.

My eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I lay there with my arms on the sides of my head, my long, smooth hair brushing my face from ear to ear, and a tingling sensation I had never felt before.

"You, what are you doing!"

Even my words weren't fluent. I felt like a heart in my chest was beating at a much higher rate than normal. If my electrocardiogram could draw, I reckoned that I would be able to draw a mountain of Everest now.

"You've been tired recently. Rest for a while!" I rest, can't we stand up and talk, the light breath in my ear is almost paralyzing my whole body.

"Also, heal this king!"

Heal! Heal! I used almost all my strength to lift my arm to hold back the water from the thorns that were coming closer and closer to me. "Heal!" Let's heal! "How are we going to treat them?"

Tzu Sang's eyes looked at me with an enigmatic smile. Suddenly, he retracted his arm

I heaved a sigh of relief. I thought that he was going to straighten his back, but his retracted arm suddenly turned halfway and stretched towards my waist. The back of my head felt as if it was struck by a heavy blow and went blank for a moment. By the time I regained consciousness, Zishan's hands had moved from her waist to her face and were scratching my skin inch by inch.

"Don't be afraid. Since that little guy has already woken up, we can return to the underworld to meditate. I've already sent him back to the palace …"

No wonder a light flashed through Ye Zichen's mind just now. It should be Zishang Liang who sent the child back.

"Yeah, I sent it back, so why did you tell me about it?"

"About that, we still need to go to the hospital. Right, Shen Tuo is still in the hospital!"

I originally wanted to change the topic, but it was better to not say this. As soon as I said it, Zishan's eyes flashed with a cold light. "So what if he's in the hospital? Don't tell me you want to take care of him, leave Ben Wang!"

"No, no, that's not what I meant."

I seem to be able to foresee what will happen tonight, but for a moment I find it hard to accept, or be shy

Thinking back to the first time, I really even had the heart to die. But how long has it been since I've been so shy?

Sang Shen stretched out his slender fingers and pinched my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. "Do you like him?"

He quickly shook his head. "No."

"Then why are you in such a hurry to find him?"

"I am I am!"

"Who are you?!"

Zi Sang's face was getting closer and closer to my nose. The sensitive nerves on his lips had already touched the two pieces of ice. The scattered excuses that I had thought of immediately disappeared with these two pieces of ice, making me lose face as I forgot how to think.

The burning mouth of Zishan was originally so cold, but it magically made the kiss so hot. After a few light scrapes, I actually lost most of my strength. I didn't know when the hand that was supporting his shoulder was grabbed by him and lifted to the top of his head, where it was tightly locked by his hand.

All the memories of Zishan's life went through my head in an instant. No matter how I thought about it, he was a cold, aloof king. I had never thought that a Zishan's life could be associated with the word 'fiery'.

It seems that I still know too little about him.

"Ugh!"

With my lips broken and my tongue sticking out of my teeth, I stirred, and with an instinctive grunt, the last of my white blush burned to a fiery red.

That voice, how could it be me! How embarrassing! Woo woo … *

Zi Sang's death kiss continued, but I already felt that my "defense against the city" had been crushed like dried weeds! If there was anyone who could still think at this point, then she must be a robot!

His mind was blank, and his clothes were unknowingly in disarray. Suddenly, he felt his whole body turn cold …

"I see!" Where are my clothes?

I sank my head into my shoulder, my voice hoarse and groaning. Yin, "Don't talk for the first time. It will hurt. I'll be lighter."

I felt dizzy as I reflected on the meaning of Zishan's words, as if to say that although we had done this before, it was in the underworld, not the world, so that my body was still a girl in the world of the living.

After that, the instant my consciousness disappears, a tearing pain suddenly comes from somewhere in my body! My vision went black, and I almost fainted!

Although he knew it would hurt, he didn't expect it to hurt like this!

I was still feeling dizzy a moment ago, but now that I'm completely awake, I struggled to push him. "It hurts! Zishan's death! "

Zi Sang's handsome face, which was filled with a frown, was suspended above me. I was still struggling as I opened my eyes to look at him, only to see a pair of demonic red eyes staring at me. His pupils, which were not originally red, had already turned blood-red, as if two drops of blood were lingering in his eyes, as if they would fall down in the blink of an eye.

Zishan withdrew from my body and spread his clothes over me, while he sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, naked.

Fortunately, our bed was not wide enough, but the height was good, and Zishan could sit up straight without touching her head.

I wrapped myself in my clothes and watched as circles of red mist formed a cocoon around him. It wrapped him in a red cocoon. Then, the foggy object seemed to have a heartbeat as it began to move in a uniform rhythm.

The shadow of Zishan's body was completely hidden by the red fog. The only thing left in the room was me and a huge red "egg".

Fortunately, this situation didn't last for a long time. The red fog surrounding Zishan's body began to shrink, and within a few breaths time, the figure of Zishan's body gradually appeared.

I saw his naked upper body and quickly covered his eyes with my hands!

Just now, he had sat straight up and not seen him put on any clothes! You can't just casually look around! He would definitely become an eyesore! Even though it was Zishan's death, it wasn't anyone else!

That won't do!

Eh? He was wearing clothes!

I was still fighting in heaven, and my fingers were careless (?) There was a gap in the wall, revealing Zishan's lung. Although the upper part of his body was naked, the lower part of his body was still dressed in clothes.

In his heart, he felt a slight sense of loss, and then he forgot to retract his gaze for a moment.

"Does it look good?" Zi Sang's ice-cold voice, which brought along a shadow, directly covered my head. I didn't even have the time to react before I was lying down again!

I looked him straight in the eye. "It's still the same color."

"Really?" His breath was still rough and cold. "You like it like this?"

"This person may not be a Zishan. I remember Zishan's lung was always so cold, or in fact it was sometimes very warm, but not so warm."

"Now that your injuries have healed, let's start over."

"You've recovered?" I quickly grabbed the key point, moving the face in front of me to within the focus of my eyes. "Didn't you just say you were going to wait for me to treat you? What's so good about it? "

"Your blood has already recovered from what This King needs!"

My blood? My mind spun sluggishly for a moment before a loud explosion rang out, blowing up my face until it was boiling hot!

"Could it be that Zishan is speaking about me?"

"Go away! "Go away!" I had always thought that Zishan'an was a righteous "ghost" gentleman, I didn't expect that he had such a side, I must have known the fake Zishan death!

It was still better to use the fake one, the fake one being more serious!

In the morning, when I was still asleep, I asked the Mortal Body why it hadn't done so before, since it knew that my blood could heal his wounds.

I was told that the baby in my belly had not fully awoken by the time, and that if I forced it to do so, it would be very injurious to the child and would affect his growth. But if the child was awake and could leave my body, then the baby would be sent back to the underworld by magic, and there would be no more problems.

It seemed like he hadn't slept soundly for a long time. He tucked himself in a gentle embrace, pressing his face against his firm chest and greedily asking for the slight coolness on his body.

It was too hot outside, so it was cooler here.

"Death of Zishan."

"Hmm?"

"Are you sure you can send the baby back to the underworld?"

"How can a child of the Royal family be so weak?"

"But he's only been in my stomach for a few months."

"Enough."

I suddenly remembered something and raised my head to ask him with my eyes wide open, "Can I eat something normal now?" The normal thing I'm talking about is naturally my food in the mortal realm. I don't want to drink any more blood.

I stared nervously at Zishan's lung, and only when his eyes smiled and said, "Yes," did I nearly jump out of the quilt in a fit of joy!

He was finally free!