Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Su Huan had no choice but to give up. Fortunately, her contact with Xiao Zhu had been very stable recently. Due to the latter's relationship, no one bothered her.

Xiaozhu said that she didn't care, but in the evening she couldn't help but talk about psychic arts with Xiaoyan.

The inner voice cannot be faked, and she seemed to be very eager to have that kind of power.

The latter paused in undressing, still smiling, and asked with a more dramatic tone, "Why do you want it?"

"Is it to protect yourself?"

"Don't you believe me, Xiaozhu?"

He frowned in melancholy, his eyes glared evilly, and touched Xiaozhu's smooth and delicate face again and again.

"It's not that I don't want to give it to Xiaozhu, but I'm afraid that Xiaozhu, who has power, won't need me anymore."

He looked sad, as if he was afraid that he was no longer important to Xiaozhu.

Xiaozhu looked at him, confused for a moment, and asked, "Husband, why do you like me?"

As far as he could remember, Xiao La in his previous life didn't immediately become inseparable from him.

How come Xiaoyan has been so fond of her ever since she got married, as if he had always liked her?

But they had never seen it.

Xiao Yan looked at her with a smile, with an emotion that Xiao Zhu couldn't understand, "Maybe it's because I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."

Xiaozhu blushed at his sweet words and didn't mention what happened before.

Her injuries healed and she took the initiative to kiss Xiaoyan.

The latter kissed her back fiercely and violently, his voice panting slightly, "Zhu, let's have a child."

When he was in love, he always liked to call her "Candle".

Xiaozhu nodded. As expected, she was going to give birth to a little golden dragon.

The two were just about to do whatever they wanted, but when they took off their pants they saw that their period had come.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, and a deep dark light flashed in his eyes.

Xiaozhu comforted him and considerately helped him to solve it manually. She jokingly kissed him all over his body and refused to let go.

"Candle, don't leave me."

The two were almost naked, he hugged her tightly from behind, their inky hair tangled together, like a beautiful painting.

Xiaozhu was immersed in this feeling of owning and being owned, until the next day when Xiaoyan went to repair the Dinghai Shenzhen as usual.

She walked around the empty palace alone, bored, and thought about last night's conversation again.

It's strange. Clearly, psychic power is also borrowing his power to protect her, so why does Xiao Yan say that being afraid is not important?

Did he simply not want her to gain power?

Even so, it seems understandable. It is his power, so what if he doesn't want to give it?

The headache that hadn't occurred in a few days started again.

Xiaozhu discovered a pattern: whenever she questioned something, her head started to hurt.

She was puzzled and tried several times, and found that it was true.

It felt as if something was forcing her not to question it.

Xiaozhu got stubborn and sat on the bed with his head covered, thinking about all his previous questions again and adding a lot of new content.

Then his head began to hurt as if it felt like it was about to split open, and Xiaozhu felt panic rising in his heart and shuddered with fear.

Something seemed to be wrong with her body, something was controlling her mind!

Afraid that the maid would hear, Xiaozhu gritted her teeth and said nothing the whole time. Her gums were bleeding. Before she fainted from the pain, many people's faces flashed through her mind like lightning.

In the dream, Xiaozhu was alone and lost in the pitch-black fog. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him, quite far away.

Xiaozhu was a little scared, but more of a strange sense of closeness.

She walked towards the figure, but the short distance seemed surprisingly far. She ran for a long time before she could barely see the person's face.

A handsome boy with some baby fat on his face was full of surprise when he saw her. He repeated something excitedly, but no sound came out.

Xiaozhu tried hard to distinguish, but only saw a lip shape. The dream suddenly shook and shattered. The young man's expression suddenly became ferocious and angry. He stared at her worriedly and repeated the lip shape.

Xiaozhu woke up, the scenes in her dream still replaying in her mind. She turned her head and saw Xiaoyan had come back without her knowing.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his face unusually uncertain, staring at her with a contemplative look as if he were examining a difficult problem.

But it was only for a moment, and soon she smiled: "I heard from the maid that you were unconscious, what happened?"