Chapter 928 He Proton, Don't Blacken 18

Marshmallow clearly saw that her eyes were red when she spoke so harshly.

He felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything, he just flew over quietly and rubbed A Zhao's face.

"Don't be sad," he whispered.

A Zhao raised his hand and touched him vaguely: "It's okay, cotton candy, I'm not sad."

...

For the third time, Ah Zhao went to Jianjia Palace as usual.

Hua Yong is still the same.

A person sits there, playing chess with himself.

Quiet like a well-drawn ink painting.

Ah Zhao laughed as soon as he entered the door.

"Sitting here all day alone, isn't it boring?"

Hua Yong got up, walked to her side, and said softly: "Aren't I the only one who went out?"

Ah Zhao held his hand.

His hands were still so cold.

No matter how precious medicinal food Ah Zhao used to warm his body, even if the whole Jianjia Palace was covered with earth dragons, there was still no way to warm his hands.

Just like this guy.

She looked at Hua Yong, her expression was a little dazed.

Hua Yong sensitively sensed something was wrong.

He said softly, "What's wrong with Zhaoyang?"

A Zhao came back to his senses with a sleepy look: "I haven't been in a good mood these past two days, and I was hurt by this wolf-hearted thing."

She meant something.

However, considering the recent events, even Hua Yong felt that she was scolding Bi Lanting.

He poured her a cup of tea and comforted her, "Your Highness, I'm just not sensible."

Ah Zhao snorted lightly: "Not sensible?"

She shook her head, did not comment on this, put the tea on the table, stroked her forehead with her hand, and said softly: "I'm very tired."

Where she couldn't see, a trace of apology flashed in Hua Yong's eyes.

A pair of slightly cool hands touched her forehead and rubbed it gently.

The strength eased, and Ah Zhao's brows gradually loosened.

After a while, Hua Yong thought that Ah Zhao had fallen asleep and was about to back away.

She reached out suddenly and pressed his hand.

Hua Yong was startled: "Zhaoyang?"

"Qing Que." Ah Zhao sighed, "Would you like to have a child with me?"

Hua Yong froze.

The Suzaku royal family is rumored to have inherited the bloodline of the ancient mythical beast Suzaku, and the power of the bloodline has always been passed on to daughters, so the dynasty has always been ruled by the female emperor.

And the females of the Bi family's royal family did not give birth like ordinary people.

The empress has a special bloodline. To give birth to an heir with the blood of the Suzaku, it is necessary to take the blood essence of two people, go to the holy place of the royal family, and integrate the blood into the Fansheng Pool in the holy place. The holy water in the pool will fuse with the blood of the empress, and a Suzaku flower lotus will be born. .

Suzaku Hualian was opened for three years, and the next Suzaku Empress was born from it.

And Bi Wanhua and Bi Lanting are a pair of twin lotus that are rare to see in a thousand years.

Hua Yong didn't know whether the so-called Suzaku bloodline of the Bi family was true or not, but their family was real and had a mysterious color different from ordinary people.

She is actually... willing to keep a child who is pregnant with the blood of the Great Xia royal family?

Hua Yong looked sad and happy, and forgot to answer A Zhao's words for a moment.

Ah Zhao couldn't help urging: "Qing Que?"

Hua Yong came back to his senses, his eyes lowered slightly: "Your Majesty... Zhaoyang, I, I am not ready yet."

After he finished speaking, the room fell into a long silence.

Hua Yong thought, she must be very disappointed at this moment, right?

After a long time, Ah Zhao sighed.

"Let's talk about it then," she said.

At this moment, a trace of panic suddenly flashed in Hua Yong's heart.

He didn't know where this feeling came from, but he felt it intuitively, as if something was about to leave him.