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The Emperor directly ordered him to leave: "Emperor Dai, you should return to the palace. You should spend more time cultivating relationships with your husbands and give birth to a child for the royal family as soon as possible."

"Brother, are you doing this on purpose? You know perfectly well that my gestational age is only 30. How can I possibly give birth to a child for the royal family?"

"But you, the snowman's gestational age is eighty. If you two get married soon, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, you'll be able to give birth to an heir for the royal family next year. I'll have a little nephew now."

As soon as Di Dai finished speaking, Mo Li felt a strange and wonderful sensation coming from her lower abdomen. It was tingling, warm, and felt like something was about to take root and sprout inside. The sensation was so fleeting that she didn't pay much attention to it before it disappeared.

However, the Emperor, who had been keeping his eyes fixed on her, noticed that subtle change in expression. Seeing her gaze fall on his lower abdomen, he placed his large hand over it, his deep voice carrying a faint smile:

Is the seed taking root and sprouting?

“Maybe!” Mo Li’s tone was playful.

"I am looking forward."

Di Dai glared disdainfully at Mo Li, muttering to himself, "Her? Doesn't she even know her own pregnancy status?" He continued, sticking to his earlier opinion:

"Brother, only by marrying Xue'er can you have a child that you conceive naturally."

The Emperor glanced at her coldly, his deep voice stating objectively:

"For nearly a thousand years, no woman with a pregnancy value between 85 and 90 has given birth to a child naturally. Emperor, what is your basis for such a firm belief? A pregnancy value of 80?"

His words plunged the space into silence, and were like a heavy hammer blow, almost shattering Bei Gong Xue'er's pride of so many years. You must know that a pregnancy score of 80 was one of her biggest advantages, and also one of the sources of her pride.

Suddenly, Mo Li seemed to remember something and hurriedly asked the butterfly dance in her mind: "The fruit I asked you to give me before I went to bed the night before last was a pregnancy fruit, right?"

Mo Li didn't think too much about it at the time. She just looked at the plate of fruits with different colors of water droplets hanging on them, which looked like crystal glass. They were so tempting that she took a bite. They were indescribably sweet. She couldn't help herself and ate all four of them. Only then did she realize that the fleeting feeling she had just experienced could not have been because of the pregnancy fruit.

"It's a pregnant fruit. I was busy at the time, so I asked the little elves to help me pick it. They thought the fruit was pretty, so they picked it for you."

"Oh, well, it is indeed beautiful, and the taste is very good too."

She felt relieved, but for some reason, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart, something she had never experienced before; it was all rather strange.

Di Dai was speechless for a moment because of Di Jue's words. He hesitated for a long time before finally stubbornly saying, "It is possible." Then, he left with Bei Gong Xue Ren and his companions who had been playing the role of background figures the whole time.

Ye Zixuan couldn't withstand the powerful aura and pressure emanating from Di Jue, so she made up an excuse to leave temporarily and went upstairs to Miracle's room to sulk while feeling jealous.

Guan Yunzhou smiled faintly and said very politely, "Your Highness, I have other matters to attend to and will be leaving for now. Please take care of my wife."

The Emperor nodded slightly to him.

Guan Yunzhou didn't stay at home but went straight out of the villa and left in a hovercar. When he reached the villa gate, Mo Li suddenly remembered something and specially reminded him, "Guan Guan, be careful."

Emperor Jue pulled her into his arms in a domineering manner, resting his chin on the top of her head: "Mo Mo, you still have the mind to pay attention to other people?"

"Because the Beigong family is eyeing us covetously, I'm worried she'll target the people around me." As she spoke, she looked up and bit his lip.

"It's all because of you, you seductive male demon, you're too plump and delicious. Those people won't let you go, waiting for me to give up on you."

"Do you know?"

The Emperor lightly pecked her lips and asked.

"No, I want to save the most delicious food for myself to savor slowly." As she spoke, her little hand lingered restlessly on his throat, igniting the heat in the air around them, carrying a hint of alluring ambiguity.

Where is your room?

Mo Li smiled and stepped out of his embrace, quickly heading towards the kitchen. Before closing the kitchen door, a small head peeked out, blinking its captivating eyes at her:

"Time to prepare lunch!"

Emperor gritted his teeth inwardly, deciding to teach this little rascal a lesson after lunch—one who only knew how to start a fire but not how to put it out, leaving him hanging here in the middle.

With a "bang," Mo Li quickly closed the kitchen door, then let out a long sigh of relief. What a close call! He was almost eaten; his gaze was too intense, he couldn't handle it.

After the meal

Ye Zixuan is currently preparing for the annual mecha competition. If he weren't worried about Mo Li's safety, he would probably be spending day and night in the academy's mecha lab working on his entry.

"Ah Li, take good care of yourself at home. Don't go to the academy this afternoon. I'm leaving."

Mo Li waved to him: "Okay, go ahead. Be careful on the road, stay alert, and make sure to keep your own work safe. Be careful someone doesn't tamper with it."

"Don't worry, I know. Remember to cook something delicious for me tonight."

"Okay, okay, I promise I'll make it spicy, alright?"

After Ye Zixuan left, only Di Jue and Mo Li were left at home. She was hugged from behind. Because of the difference in their height and build, she was almost completely enveloped in his arms. She felt a great sense of security and naturally relaxed her body, putting all her weight on him.

Emperor Jue also loved holding her, feeling trusted and entrusted by her. This was something he had never experienced in his previous thirty-eight years of cold and cruel life. She was the only soft spot he could not let go of.

"Momo, what are your plans for this afternoon? How about going shopping?"

"No, I want to create a small plantation at home to pass the time in my spare time. Even when I'm not at the purification grass cultivation center, I can still keep up with their work pace. That would be killing two birds with one stone."

"Can I help you with anything?"

"No need. The fourth floor is a sunroom with transparent walls on all four sides. It's currently empty, so I can just use it."

Mo Li led Di Jue directly to the fourth floor and said to him at the door, "See, I told you so. This entire fourth floor is now an empty room. I'll lay soil on the ground, divide it into sections, and then we can start planting."

The Emperor affectionately pinched her little nose: "How come planting becomes so easy for you?"

"Because I have them!"

Mo Li took out the Seven-Colored Purification Flower, Purification Grass, and a Purification Tree and displayed them to Emperor Jue.

Even the Emperor was shocked when he saw this: "Momo discovered all of this?"

"Yes, we were just a little luckier."

"My luck with Momo is exceptionally good. Let's not plant it for now. I'll have someone come and renovate the fourth floor later."