Many descendants

Su Yan tilted her head slightly to look him over, "Song Zhuo."

Song Zhuo waited for her to continue.

But Su Yan stopped talking, instead tossed a letter onto the table, yawned, lay down lazily, turned over, and continued sleeping!

Song Zhuo: "...!!!"

He gently poked Su Yan's bulging belly, and then tucked her back into his pocket.

How could it be an illusion?

Pick up the letter and open it; inside is a beautiful and elegant handwriting!

A story was written above.

Two bandit brothers learned that a scholar who had passed the imperial examination had been appointed as a local county magistrate.

The two brothers harbored evil intentions and killed the scholar. The elder brother took the document and impersonated the scholar.

The younger brother set fire to the scholar's house, killing everyone inside and outside the house, including the newborn twins—a total of twenty-six people!

……

Scholars are like vengeful ghosts that claim lives.

After killing Guo Yue's family, he had no more obsessions and entered the ghost realm.

Su Yan slept for most of the day before waking up.

She woke up in the middle of the night, and Song Zhuo placed her next to his pillow with a handkerchief draped over her body.

Seeing that he was covered with a soft brocade quilt, warm and thick, while she was only given a thin handkerchief, she was immediately dissatisfied and slipped into the quilt.

As a result, the blankets were filled with his scent, a mixture of sandalwood and alluring masculine aroma.

Su Yan transformed into human form.

Song Zhuo awoke, with a warm and fragrant body in his arms, a feeling that lingered in his heart for a long time.

He immediately abandoned his primal desires, pulled her into his arms, and passionately kissed her lips...

Just as Su Yan was about to respond, she felt dizzy and then fell into another familiar embrace.

"So impatient that you can't even wait two days for me?" Jian's jealousy was directed at Su Yan's face.

Su Yan didn't know whether she should explain or not, since they were originally her partners.

But she was good at comforting him.

She ripped open his clothes and kissed his chest muscles!

The innocent Jian, who was experiencing meat for the first time, was almost ruined by Su Yan... but in the end, he was naturally extremely satisfied.

Not only did he quell the fire, but he also brought Su Yan to the Demon Realm, which is now the Asura Realm.

Her long, slightly wavy, ethereal white hair fluttered with the divine power emanating from her body, creating a scene of breathtaking beauty!

He was locked in battle with a dense mass of demonic energy, with white chaotic fire burning fiercely.

Su Yan blurted out, "Primordial Demon?!"

"You know him?" Jian asked in surprise.

Su Yan looked at him, then swallowed the words she was about to say—[Because your son is also a Yuan Demon!]

After spending a few days with Jian in the Demon Realm, Su Yan leaned on his shoulder and said, "I have to go back. I came here to face a calamity, and I can't change too many things, otherwise it will affect future generations, and it will be too late to cry."

"Hmm." Jian understood.

"Take good care of yourself, especially you, okay?"

“…Okay!” Jian agreed.

He believed she was his true partner; otherwise, she wouldn't understand him so well. "Spend one more time with me, okay?"

Jian asked, his face flushed.

Su Yan immediately gave him a seductive look, "What do you think?"

……

When Su Yan returned to the capital of the Great Yao Kingdom, it was already late at night.

It was snowing heavily, with snowflakes falling thick and fast, covering the sky and the earth.

It turns out there's a time difference between the Demon Realm and the mortal world—one day is equivalent to thirty days!

She spent ten days in the demon realm, while three hundred days had passed in the mortal world.

She teleported directly to the Duke of Song's mansion.

In the vast Duke Song's mansion, only the study was lit by a single candle.

In the candlelight, Song Zhuo's skin was as smooth as jade, and he was elegant and handsome. He wore a purple brocade official robe, which was not his usual attire, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he had encountered some troublesome matter.

His eyes, as black as jade, held a sharp and cold edge.

Suddenly, the window opened, and a blast of cold air, along with a biting wind, entered the room.

Song Zhuo looked up and his gaze was immediately fixed on the sight before him.

A small, snow-white mouse wriggled in, its rear end sticking out, dragging an oil paper bag with its tiny paws.

Su Yan turned her head and saw Song Zhuo looking at her. She said reproachfully, "Give me a hand?"

"It's not a hallucination!?" Song Zhuo asked, seemingly delirious.

Su Yan chuckled, "Of course it's true."

Song Zhuo rushed over in a panic!

First, he grabbed Su Yan and examined her closely. He noticed that her little hands were ice cold, so he quickly stuffed them into his warm pockets.

"Where have you been?" Song Zhuo asked, a question that had been bothering him for two hundred and ten days.

Su Yan replied, "They went to get food."

Song Zhuo then picked up the oil paper bag, and a sweet aroma wafted into his nose. "One roasted sweet potato, can it be roasted for 301 days?"

"Hehe~ Let's start by planting sweet potatoes!" Su Yan said jokingly, "Anyway, it's my secret, you'll find out later."

Song Zhuo opened the oil paper bag, saw that there was only one roasted sweet potato inside, and then looked down at Su Yan, who was drooling. "Did you buy this for yourself?"

"What?" Su Yan looked at him.

“There’s only one,” Song Zhuo replied.

“We can share it,” Su Yan said matter-of-factly. Actually, the vendor only had one left, and she couldn’t get more if she wanted.

Song Zhuo was satisfied with the answer. He tore off a small piece of the sweet potato head and left the plump belly for Su Yan to eat.

"Has His Majesty finished the imperial selection?" Su Yan recalled the grand event in the capital that she had heard about when she first arrived.

"The selection was completed long ago. From the Imperial Concubine to the Palace Attendants, there were a total of 68 people. Three of them have already died. I am currently investigating this case with the Court of Judicial Review."

"Do you need my help?" He should know that she was no longer human.

“No need. Yan Dong is in charge of this case, and I am just assisting him. After the New Year, the triennial inspection will begin. This time, we will go to Suzhou City. There are many places to eat, drink, and have fun there. If you want to come along, I can take you.”

"Okay." Su Yan transformed into human form, straddled his waist, and kissed his lips directly...

That night, the cold wind and heavy snow continued unabated, while the warm and sweet atmosphere in the study lingered until dawn.

Su Yan looked at Song Zhuo, who had fallen asleep from exhaustion, and felt a pull on her soul... It turned out that as long as she made love to him once, she could break free from the tribulation.

So simple!

But if it were in the world of Yuan Beasts, she might not be able to satisfy him.

"You've fallen in love with me, haven't you?" Su Yan's increasingly ethereal fingertips touched Song Zhuo's heart. "You've really fallen for a troublesome female!"

Song Zhuo seemed to sense something, and his brows gradually furrowed.

Su Yan lowered her head and kissed his lips again. "Come back soon, don't make the children worry."

Her soul departed and returned to her divine body in the primordial beast world.

Xiao Mei angrily complained to Su Yan, "[While the host was asleep, Jian touched the host's body inappropriately and sexually assaulted the host!]"

[Haha~] Su Yan couldn't help but laugh. [And you?]

[Xiao Mei kicked him out directly. The host should prepare a hundred durians for him! Or fifty vials of Xiao Mei's latest poison!]

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