The Emperor saw that she was wearing a white dress that was better than the snow. Unlike her usual enthusiastic and ostentatiousness, she now had a bit of coldness and elegance.

"Zheng'er."

Yun Zheng raised her eyebrows and said, "Come in first."

The Emperor said lightly, and stepped in.

After he came in, Yun Zheng closed the door. When she looked back, she saw Shi Erbao suddenly kneeling down in the direction of A Shuo, and then shouted in a shocking voice.

"Dad."

The Emperor looked at the Twelve Twelve Treasures kneeling on the ground with an unknown expression, pursed his lips tightly, and looked at Yun Zheng with an indescribable emotion in his eyes.

Yun Zheng's face was slightly stiff, and somehow she was a little cautious.

However, after thinking about it, she didn't really cuckold A Shuo, why did she feel guilty? This was just... cough cough... let him be a father in advance.

At this time, Twelve Bao looked up at the Emperor, and said in a very serious tone: "Dad, can you not give birth to many babies with your mother? The stinky turtle said that giving birth to a baby will make your mother hurt, so Dad, can you think of a way to give birth to a baby by yourself on behalf of your mother?"

"The demon clan said before that he wanted to give birth to a baby for his mother. He could give birth to a baby for his mother. Dad, you should be able to do it too, right?"

Yun Zheng: "!!!"

When the Emperor heard this, a chill flashed in his eyes. He moved his eyes to Yun Zheng's face. The handsome face as god-like as a god was tense. His tone had a bit of anger, and he said word by word: "Dad can!"

When Twelve Treasures heard the Emperor's promise, they breathed a sigh of relief as they wished, and their eyes flashed slightly: "It's great, so my mother won't feel any more pain."

As long as it is not the mother who gave birth to the baby, because she is the mother's closest baby, no one can match it! For her, the most important thing is the mother, so she doesn't care about her father...

Yun Zheng glanced at Shi Erbao thoughtfully.

Immediately, she sent the twelve treasures back to the Fengxing space. At the same time, she also blocked the spiritual consciousness in the Fengxing space.

Yun Zheng raised her eyes and stared at his face.

"You said it right now?"

The Emperor met her smiling eyes, and his heart suddenly calmed down. He nodded solemnly.

"I know there is a legendary spiritual god flower. As long as it is..." Speaking of this, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and his voice couldn't help but lower. "Before the wedding night, both parties took spiritual god flower, and they could exchange physical constitutions to nurture life. After the pregnancy period, the man needs to have a caesarean section and take out a new life body."

When Yun Zheng heard this, she didn't expect that there was such a magical spirit, and she didn't expect that he actually had such an idea.

She stepped forward and approached him until she stopped a step away from him.

"Ashuo, you have done enough for me, so I don't want you to give birth to new life for us. The words that Twelve Treasures just said have a purpose, and you don't have to keep them in your heart."

"What's more, we haven't gotten married yet, let alone talk about wedding night..."

After she finished speaking, she couldn't get his reply.

Yun Zheng raised her head slightly and met his deep eyes that were filled with desire. She suddenly had a premonition that something would definitely happen next.

Next moment—

His thin lips pressed down, and the scorching breath almost melted her whole body.

He reached out and stroked her slender waist inch by inch, making her body soft and itchy.

Later, somehow, his strength became domineering.

The two of them had a kind of entanglement between fate. The more he pursued, the more she wanted to retreat. Then she counterattacked, and he showed weakness, and finally fell into it together.

...

Night is coming.

The celebration dinner at the Embassy of Qiongtian began. The friends all came to find Yun Zheng, but the door did not open. Then she heard her refusal: "I'll go later, you can take the lead."

Nangong Qingqing asked worriedly: "Zhengzheng, has something happened to you?"

Yun Zheng's voice came through the door, "No, I still have a few runes that have not been refined yet, so I can't waste all my previous efforts. You can go first and leave two places for me and A Shuo."

"Brother Rong is inside too?" Mu Yin suddenly realized.

The friends probably understood a little, looked at each other and smiled, and then said, "Okay, let's go first, you and Brother Rong come quickly."

After their footsteps were gone, Yun Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

She stared at the messy man in front of her. He looked innocent, his chest was half open, and the cold white abdominal muscles and the just right chest muscles could be seen.

The man's ink hair scattered, in contrast to the cold white skin, and there was a sense of ignorance and abstinence.

He asked, "Are you angry?"

Yun Zheng kept a standard smile and raised her hand to point to her lips that were swollen and red from being kissed. There were several holes on it. Then her fingers moved downwards, pointing to her slender and fair neck, with a few red marks on it.

"Sir Emperor, are you a puppy? Why are you still chewing people?"

"Also, my hair is messy, do you know that the two of us are like crazy now?"

This is because they are always fighting for who is on the top and who is on the bottom when they are kissing.

Whose partner kisses him like a fight?

When the man heard this, his deep eyes swept over her red lips, her neck and collarbone, and a desire gradually arose in his eyes, and his Adam's apple slid down.

Seeing this, Yun Zheng hurriedly covered his mouth and said with a sensation: "I am merciful to you, donor, please shut up."

He raised his hand and pulled her hand up, then responded.

"good."

The Emperor suppressed the restlessness in his heart and said apologetically, "Zheng'er, it's my fault. I shouldn't kiss you at this time."

"It's not that it's not suitable." Yun Zheng sighed lightly. 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...

The Emperor pretended to be hesitant and asked, "Then... kiss again?"

When Yun Zheng heard this, she jumped off the bed with barefoot, looked at him with a serious face, and slowly closed her hands and said, "Prefer to the donor, color is emptiness, emptiness is color. It's time for us to sort out and go out to attend the celebration banquet."

The Emperor looked gentle and smiled, "Yeah".

"Come here, I will first help you apply some plaster on the wound, and then help you comb your hair."

Yun Zheng also knew that his lips and neck were invisible, so she walked towards him and sat in front of him.

The Emperor took out a plaster for healing, and applied a little bit on her fingertips on her lips, and the red marks on her neck, which soon took effect.
Chapter completed!