Wen Xian's face instantly turned red, his heart sank to the bottom of the lake, and he was so painful that he spasmed.
Eternal life has no heirs, and it has no life to bear children.
There were only a few words, but it made him gasp for breath.
Worry-free, his worry-free.
Why
Why is God so cruel
Seeing her son's uncomfortable look, Duanmu Xi couldn't help but feel the corners of his eyes getting wet.
"Is there any unsolved cocoa?"
Wen Xian raised his eyes, his eyes were already red, but there was no trace of tears.
Duanmuxi's nose felt sore and she shook her head unbearably.
The curse on the Jun family has been around for billions of years. If there was a way to break it, her mother would not have to be reincarnated back then.
"That time my uncle went to the elves to maybe find a way, just no."
Duanmuxi opened his mouth, but there was nothing he could say.
"Was it ruined by him?"
Wen Xian suddenly laughed.
That crazy smile hurt Duanmu Xi's eyes and her heart.
Wen Xian slowly turned around and walked out numbly like a soulless body.
"Don't forget your original intention." That's fine.
A low and determined voice came from behind. Wen Xian's body froze. Suddenly, his eyes regained brilliance and his heavy steps became much lighter.
After coming out of Xuelan Palace, Wen Xian arrived at Wuyou Pavilion.
The big Arhat bed was there, and the little man was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.
Looking at that sweet sleeping face like a baby, Wen Xian couldn't help but lean over and place a gentle kiss on her smooth and red forehead.
Wuyou's curled eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Brother Xian."
The soft voice was full of joy.
Wen Xian was stunned for a moment, looking into those watery eyes with a flash of apology on his face.
"Did you wake me up?"
Wuyou shook his head, "No, he is waiting for me."
Wait until I come to him.
Seeing the bruise on Wen Xian's face, Wuyou's nose felt sore, and he raised his leg to gently caress the large area of redness and swelling.
"Daddy, are you making things difficult for me again?"
The hoarse voice was slightly choked.
Wen Xian curled his lips and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes pitifully.
"No, uncle is wrong. He is very good."
Wuyou curled his lips, obviously not believing Wen Xian's words. He took out the ointment from his arms and silently applied it on the red and swollen wounds on Wen Xian's face.
Seeing Wuyou's ruthless expression, a smile flashed in Wen Xian's eyes.
"Really, he agreed to their marriage."
The leg that applied the medicine paused, and Wuyou's eyes suddenly became bright.
"Really?"
Wen Xian chuckled, "Of course it's true, the wedding will be held in the devil world three days later."
In the devil world
Wuyou frowned, and the smile on his face instantly dropped a bit.
"Getting married in the devil world, brother Xian, am I from Meijiang?" Pink eyes looked at Wen Xian apologetically.
Wen Xian hooked his lips and gently pulled Wuyou into his arms.
"He likes the Huai Tellurium Demon Realm very much, which is where I grew up."
How could he not like the place where she grew up
Wuyou became happy again when he heard that Wen Xian liked the Demon Realm.
Great, she can finally get married to brother Xian.
"He will no longer be Wuyou's kind of person from now on. Wuyou will definitely beg the wrong person!"
The joking voice sounded, with a hint of coquettishness.
Wuyou curled his lips, stretched out his calf to hold Wen Xian's handsome face, and said seriously, "Brother Xian, he will definitely do me a favor."
very good
Looking at Wuyou's serious little face, Wen Xian's heart moved, and he couldn't help but lean down and kiss those pretty lips.
Wuyou slowly closed his eyes, stretched out his legs to hang on Wen Xian's neck, followed his example, stretched out his uvula, and intertwined with it.
In the yellowish candlelight, the two figures overlapped closely, exuding a sense of incomparable happiness.
outside the room.
"cough"
Ye Binning's pretty face turned red and she coughed lightly, "Well, boy Xian is pretty good."
Jun Wuxie had a sullen face, as if they owed him a lot of money, and all his unhappiness was written all over his face.
"The key is whether You'er likes it."
Ye Binning couldn't believe that her mother-in-law looked more and more happy as she looked at her son-in-law.
"snort"
Jun Wuxie snorted in displeasure, flicked his sleeves, and returned to the room.
That kid Wen Xian deserves a beating. Let's wait and see if he beats him to death tomorrow.
Early the next morning, Jun Wuxie arrived at Hongxianxuan.
"uncle."
Looking at the dark-faced Jun Wuxie, Wen Xian pursed his lips with some guilt.
Jun Wuxie glanced at Wen Xian coldly, becoming more and more annoyed.
A red fruit flew over, and Wen Xiandong caught it consciously.
"have eaten."
The cold voice was filled with impatience.
Wen Xian was stunned. He obediently picked up the elixir and tried to stuff it into his mouth, but was suddenly pulled back by Jun Wuxie.
Wen Xian looked at Jun Wuxie in confusion.
Jun Wuxie said awkwardly, "I, I have thought clearly, there is no antidote for the most poisonous sterilization fruit in the demon world."
Not only is there no antidote, it is very painful.
The petite figure outside the room almost screamed when he heard Jun Wuxie's words.
Neutering fruit
Why
Why did dad force Brother Xian to take the sterilization fruit
The truth is almost coming out, but Wuyou still doesn't want to believe it.
Wen Xian's lips curled up slightly, he glanced at the red fruit in his lap, and swallowed it calmly.
Seeing Wen Xian swallowing the sterilization fruit like that, Wuyou fell to Hongzhu and almost fainted again.
Unexpectedly, Wen Xian would be so straightforward, which made Jun Wuxie feel confused.
He obviously could have had a better choice, he could have chosen another woman, he could have chosen to have his own children, but he chose the most difficult path.
From now on, he will really never have any more children for the rest of his life.
Jun Wuxie stared at Wen Xian for a long time with a complicated expression, feeling quite unhappy in his heart.
"that."
"Bizitang, he wants to feed her himself." Wen Xian said word by word while holding back the cramping pain surging outside his body.
"good."
Jun Wuxie patted his shoulder, turned and left the room.
As soon as Jun Wuxie left, Wen Xian could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
The intense heat, like a sea of fire, seemed to be burning him to ashes, and the extreme pain, like a knife, seemed to be seeking to hollow out his internal organs.
It's so hot, so hot, and it hurts so much.
His body curled up unconsciously, Wen Xian's consciousness gradually became blurred, until at last only the petite figure of Dong was left.
His original intention has always been to be worry-free.
What does the heir have to do with him
As if they were connected, Wuyou's face turned red and she clutched her heart tightly, as if she felt all the pain Wen Xian endured.
Forced to stand up, Wuyou did not enter the house, but slowly walked out of Hongxianxuan.
Wuyou secretly returned to the demon world and entered the secret room that her father never let her enter.
Wuyou's legs couldn't help trembling as he squeezed the parchment that had yellowed and torn edges.
Holding the piece of parchment, Wuyou curled up in pain like Wen Xian.
Wuyou stayed in the secret room for the whole day. When the people in Huang Palace were going crazy looking for her, she came back.
He didn't go anywhere and went straight into Hongxianxuan.
In the yard, there was a man lying motionless, as if dead, and behind him, there was a straight path of blood.
In an instant, Wuyou's tears fell down like broken pearls.
"Brother Xian"
Wuyou cried and ran over, carefully holding Wen Xian in his arms.
Looking at the bloody legs, Wuyou's tears became more and more urgent.
"Why so stupid, so, so stupid?"
"Worry-free."
Wen Xian opened his eyes drowsily and saw Wuyou taking her into his arms.
"Where have I been?"
Wen Xian hugged Wuyou tightly, his face filled with joy of having been found again.
Wuyou raised his teary eyes, held Wen Xian's handsome face in his hands, and kissed Dong Dong hard.
Different from the previous tenderness and shyness, Wuyou's kiss that time was as violent as a storm.
Salty tears slipped into the mouth and wrapped around the tip of the tongue.
Wuyou frantically absorbed it, like a dehydrated fish, as if the drop of sweetness from his lips could give her the courage to live again.
The wild and passionate kiss completely burned Wen Xian, as if he had forgotten all the pain and was immersed in that rare happiness.
The silver moon was in the sky, and the breeze was blowing beautifully.
In the yard, the two of them were entangled with each other, as if they were begging for a kiss until the end of time.
Everyone who was anxious to find Wuyou was anxious to find out that Wuyou had entered Hongxianxuan, but no one came to Hongxianxuan to disturb them.
The two hugged each other and had a good night's sleep.
The early morning sun shines in and illuminates the entire room.
Wuyou opened his eyes, looked at Wen Xian's handsome face with picturesque features, and couldn't help but stretch out his calf.
The slender green-red leg fingers traced his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, and his lips in detail bit by bit. The leg fingers suddenly stopped and rubbed the corners of his lips blankly, unable to take them back.
The corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she suddenly opened her mouth to take the green-red leg fingers into her mouth.
Wuyou blushed and immediately retracted her leg fingers.
"I'm pretending to sleep?"
The little mouth was slightly pouted, and there was a hint of grievance in the coquettish voice.
The corners of Wen Xian's lips curled up slightly, and he turned over and pressed Wuyou against him. Without saying a word, he kissed Wuyou passionately until Wuyou was so wet that he stopped.
"Are you hungry? He's going to make me something to eat."
Wen Xian gasped, lowered his head and nibbled on Wuyou's lips, and then quickly turned over on the bed.
Looking at Wen Xian's back, Wuyou's eyes flashed lightly.
Wuyou didn't ask about what happened yesterday, and Wen Xian didn't mention it either. The two of them acted as if nothing had happened.
After breakfast, Wen Xian arrived at Zishengyuan. Without saying anything, Liang Sheng grabbed his wrist.
"I really."
Liang Sheng's eyes were red and she couldn't say a complete sentence.
Wen Xian awkwardly pulled back his legs and wrists, smiling exaggeratedly.
"My girl, he's not sick. Let me check his pulse."
If Liang Sheng didn't shut up, his eye circles would become even redder.
"He, he wants to ask me for some medicine to avoid my child."
Wen Xian blushed and said a little shyly.
Liang Sheng took a deep breath, feeling so heartbroken that she could hardly speak.
"I, I really decided"
"Please do no harm."
Wen Xian raised his eyes and looked at Liang Sheng with pleading eyes.
Liang Sheng was suffocated again. She stopped asking or talking. She turned around and went to the pharmacy, prepared Wen Xianqiu's medicine and gave it to him.
"Thanks."
After taking the medicine, Wen Xian thanked him and turned to leave.
Looking at the lonely and determined figure in front of him, the tears couldn't help but fall down, disappearing into his clothes.