When I was pregnant with this dragon, I didn't feel much of it, but after a few months, I slowly came back to my senses.

I realized that I had a child with someone I didn't love.

If he is born, he will be the one I am closest to.

This little dragon will also be my weakness.

No, it's not what I want to see, I can only have one weakness.

I began to struggle, after all, I must not bear to let me do it myself.

When the concubines accidentally poured hot tea on me, I had an idea.

So be it, let it be.

Let's see if God will let him stay.

This is the second decision I have given to fate.

If Xiaolong can give birth smoothly, then I will be his strong backing from now on, and no one can cross me and hurt him.

I think.

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Probably all the decisions left to fate in my life were unexpected.

With this little dragon, the feeling behind is definitely different. Not to mention the treatment, the most important thing is - a sense of companionship.

I don't feel that lonely anymore.

Whenever my mind wanders away, or I don't feel like I belong to the world, I immediately get caught up in the movement in my stomach.

This feeling is especially obvious when the women of those harems are unanimous with themselves.

It seemed to be afraid that it would be upset, so it would touch itself lightly, as if it was comforting me with its little paws.

It's a feeling that has never been more wonderful than ever, but not the kind of bad wonder.

This little dragon was surprisingly tenacious, and just when I assumed that he was going to be born, he was gone.

It's ironic that when I started expecting it, it didn't give me any chance.

I was dunked under the covers.

But there was no more swimming sensation in my stomach.

Sheng Shuyuan is so, and so is it.

Maybe I'm destined to be lonely.

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Qi Qingqing is here.

I wanted to cry, the moment I saw her.

But she cried first, and I seemed to see myself through her tears, the poor and almost out of grace.

I comforted her as I was accustomed to, and then asked Shuqi to invite her back to the side hall to rest.

Her comfort was not even comparable to the moment Xiaolong kicked herself.

But I clearly realized that I would not have any more dragons, and even if I did, I would not be the same dragon as before.

What really comforted me was Sheng Shuyuan.

It is estimated that the Southern Saint King is really influential, and the news has reached her.

She comforted me for a long time and even wanted to sleep with me.

It was at this time that the Southern Saint King came.

It was the first time he came over since I had no children.

His expression seemed to be the same as when I had children, or more precisely, the same as when we didn't have children.

He didn't mention Xiaolong in his words.

I realized that I was actually uncomfortable in my heart, the kind of discomfort that I thought I could be cared for, and the kind of discomfort that I thought I would be held in my arms.

There is a name lost in this discomfort.

I should be tempted by this Southern Saint King.

There should be no one who can be unmoved by this charismatic man, not to mention his strength, and most of his requests can be agreed.

But that's just a temptation, probably based on the little dragon.

I know that I can't let this matter continue to develop, I can be tempted by Yun Gongzi, I can be tempted by Qin Hanmo, but I can't be tempted by the Southern Saint King, and I can't be tempted by a person who has no heart.

Qin Hanmo was once rescued by me, at that time he was killed by his own father and mother, and even abolished and retreated, gloomy and pitiful. Maybe I saw myself in his eyes, and I saved him.

He was also very competitive, and with his own ability, he climbed to the position of the national teacher, and even took revenge. I didn't expect a person I saved to climb that high.

On the day Sheng Shuyuan left, I packed my heart in her hands.

It's a good feeling to have no heart, at least I don't think about those two dragons anymore.

Even when the Southern Saint King put me in the cold palace, he was indifferent.

The days when the deadline is approaching are very good, but Shuqi, this little girl, may need to be entrusted to Qin Hanmo to take care of.

Just when I thought I was going to die in the cold palace, the feeling of suffocation came to my face.

Qi Qingqing has an accident!

Who dares!

has the backer of Northern Qi, not to mention that he still has an artifact and holy weapon on his body!

If it weren't for the mortal danger, it wouldn't have been able to reach me directly, so the mulberry and sandalwood should have been sent to me early in the morning!

I always thought that they just didn't like Qi Qingqing, but they should generally be able to understand.

I was furious, pushed open the door of the cold palace, ignored the guards behind me and the familiar aura of the Southern Saint King, and flew towards the Immortal Dao Continent.

Be sure to wait for me!

I must not let my sister die!

As for the capital crime of forcibly leaving the palace, Qi Qingqing's life is gone, what do you have to worry about?

Still didn't catch up, Qi Qingqing died in front of me.

I should be sad.

Why not be sad?

I should be sad!

I should have cried!

If my heart were still there, would I cut it?

How can it be so calm!

I didn't even see Sheng Shuyuan's feelings for her fluctuations, she really looked at me more seriously than her, even if she was facing the Southern Saint King, she still chose to protect me.

But I can see that her state is not right, and if the Southern Saint King continues to fight, her body will only get worse and worse.

This time, I didn't hide my strength anymore, and fought against the Southern Saint King with the feeling of Xiaolong and the heart of the strong man.

It is worthy of the Southern Saint King, and the fact that my rebound ability can be exerted to this extent is enough to see how strong his strength is.

I can only draw with him now because the Southern Saint King is still in shock, and when he comes to his senses and fights with me seriously, it will be different.

I can't die here, if I want to die, I have to find the murderer who killed Qi Qingqing to die. I also have to see Sheng Shuyuan's body recover before he can die.

Suddenly there was another pain in his body, and when he looked back, he found that the murderer had disappeared. Because of my distraction, I was successfully beaten by the Southern Saint King, and finally my body couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep.

Again, again, Sheng Shuyuan worried.

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It's already strange that the Southern Saint King didn't put me to death, and he actually put me to sleep in his arms.

He had been happy so many times before, but he had never done such a move, let alone when he had Xiaolong.

He didn't even look at himself.

If I had the heart at this moment, I would have jumped to death.

This embrace is warm and profound, the same as the feeling of Sheng Shuyuan hugging me last time, it is great.

Maybe it was physical reasons, and I fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, there was no figure of the Southern Saint King around me, but the dormitory was full of traces of him, from the folds to the dragon robe, all of which were placed in the hall in an orderly manner.

Let this huge cold palace actually have a breath of life.

Just thinking about it, I felt a warmth in my hands, and when I looked up, I saw the Southern Saint King, "It's so cold again." ”

"I'm going to get you some medicine." The Southern Saint King picked up a bowl of medicine with one hand, and it was still steaming on it, as if he wanted to feed himself.

Shouldn't the Southern Sage King be held accountable about his unauthorized exit from the palace, why did he do this suddenly?

I was still in my trance, so I was held in my arms and fed medicine.

Damn.

"Where's my sister?" I picked up a random topic.

His expression darkened, as if he was afraid that I would be sad, and he seemed to think about it for a moment before he said, "Sheng Shuyuan is here, do you want to see her?" ”

"Nature." I didn't hesitate.

His eyes seemed to dim, and he took the medicine and went down again.

I looked at him strangely.

Maybe it's because she doesn't have a heart, but now that she thinks about it, it's not so sad.