yan yi stared at mistle warily, saying that the fox was cunning, and it was not sure what ghost trick this fox demon was playing.
"what are you kidding, xuan long is a man."
mistletoe's tongue was broken, and it was very unfavorable to speak, and the dark green at the corner of his mouth was particularly touching, and tears kept flowing from his blue eyes, and he said softly.
"some dragons are born hermaphrodite, and apo and you have done the thing of husband and wife, and they will become pregnant."
"save him, please..."
"i know i've bullied you before, and you hate me. as long as you save him, you can double everything you used to give back to me, and i am not afraid of anything. "
the once-proud fox, in front of his most hated terrans, knelt down and shook his head——
yan yi saw that he didn't look like he was lying, and he panicked for a while after being shocked, but his heart still couldn't accept it, and he drank low.
"stop talking nonsense! how could he conceive my child with a dragon! "
"aren't you so powerful from heaven to earth that you need to come to me?"
mistle raised his head from the ground and smiled miserably.
"if i have the power to save him... why come and beg you. "
scattered all his way, he didn't even go out of this palace, let alone save xuan long.
yan yi put his hand on xuan long's pale face, the temperature was cold, he had to believe this fox demon for the time being, and said anxiously:
"how can i save him?"
mistletoe exhaled a breath and said softly, "there is a flower essence in chang'an city, and she can save apo." "
"don't call him apo!" swallow iris frowned beautifully.
"this affectionate title can only be called by yuan!"
telling mistle to avoid it, yan yi changed xuan long into a clean xuan robe.
he wanted to coax xuan long to be happy before, and the people in the mingshi clothing bureau made several clothes for xuan long, all of which were xuan robes, which were different from the simple materials that xuan long himself wore, which were all made of the best fabrics in the palace, and he had never seen xuan long wear it, but he didn't expect that it was used at this time.
however, when there was not much clean clothing, the blood gushing out of xuan long's body was stained.
yan yi remembered the medicine hidden in the dark at the head of xuan long's bed, and saw xuan long taking it yesterday, and asked xuan long what kind of medicine it was, he still refused to say, yan yi intuitively felt that the medicine was related to today's xuan long's heavy bleeding.
he ran over and found the medicine bottle, poured out two pills in one brain, put them in his mouth and dissolved them, and gave them to xuan long.
after getting on the carriage, there was still a bitter medicinal smell in his mouth, and yan yu bar smacked his mouth, his heart was irritable, and from time to time he touched xuan long's face with his hand, and the abnormal temperature made him panic.
"where is the flower essence you are talking about?"
mistletoe's white blasphemous clothes were stained with blood, and his hands in front of him were tied with thick hemp rope, sitting on a small wooden stool by the car window, he heard yan yu's questioning, twisted his head, and said weakly.
"tailflower lane."
fang cai yanyi, worried about his deception, tied him up in the qiankun palace and put a symbol on the hemp rope in a decent way. if in the past, where would mistle have suffered such insults, now as long as xuan long is well, the rest can be endured.
the carriage shook and sped out of the palace and into the bustling night of chang'an.
yan yi got the answer and asked the guard driving outside, "how long will it take to get to weihua lane?" "
outside, the sound of the horse whip twitching came from outside, and the guard said, "if you go back to the emperor, you will have to take half an hour." "
yan yi frowned: "hurry up." "
the curtain moved slightly with the wind, and the light outside poured in, illuminating the unparalleled beauty of yan yi, and mistle looked at him, still not understanding where this human race was worth worrying about.
"you are so domineering to him... do you really love him. "
yan yi's eyebrows were impatient: "how to love, how not to love, it has nothing to do with you." "
mistle retracted his gaze, leaned his head back against the wall of the car, and his pale face was full of exhaustion: "if you don't love him... just let him go. "
yan yi looked up, "absolutely not!" "
mistle tickled his lips, the long hair on the side of his face moving slightly with the night wind, and there were tears under his eyes.
"he's so stupid... treat you silly, how can you bear to hurt him like this. "
"you don't treat him well at all..."
yan yi didn't speak when he heard the words, and he said hardly.
"i didn't mean to make him like this."
mistle laughed, "you didn't mean to do this, if you did, wouldn't he be tossed to death by you alive?" "
yan yi clasped his fingers tightly on the edge of the wooden bed, gritted his teeth, and said, "if you speak again, i will order someone to throw you out." "
mistle's smile gradually narrowed, and in a voice that only he could hear, he murmured, "i really regret that i didn't kill you in the millennium ancient pond." "
yan yi was worried about xuan long in his heart, and he had no energy to listen to what mistle was muttering, and urged the driver's guards several times along the way to hurry up, and the carriage finally stopped in huawei lane.
the alley was very narrow, and it was late at night, and the place was secluded, except for the group of guards who came with the carriage, and there was not a single civilian on the road.
yan yi picked up xuan long and got out of the carriage, mistle led the way in front, and mo yue walked about a hundred meters into the alley, stopping in front of a dilapidated mansion.
mistletoe stepped forward, grabbed the copper handle and knocked on the wooden door, knocking three times, and a smart female voice came out of it.
"who?"
"flower girl, it's me."
"little fox?"
"hmm."
the wooden door was opened from the inside, and in the line of sight was a young woman in a pink gauze dress, her head was tied with a pink brocade, and her black hair that was long to her knees was tied into a twisted braid hanging in front of her, and the pink eyes of the demon water spirit saw mistle first surprised, and then saw the swallow kites behind mistle, she frowned, nervous.
"how can anyone?"
this huawei lane is in a barren area, there is no mortal living, a long time ago, there were rich merchants who wanted to buy land here to build a house, but they were driven away by the flower lady's false pretense.
hua niang was originally a cherry blossom, because she absorbed the essence of the sun and moon to cultivate into a essence, she was timid in nature, her spells were low, she was very afraid of people, and the slightly stronger of the human race could bully her.
in the past, xianggong protected her, but two years ago, she xianggong snow wolf demon was captured by monks passing through chang'an, and her whereabouts are unknown, leaving her and her newborn child alone and dependent on each other.
after the last time mistle took the injured xuanlong out of the palace, on the way to find a doctor, he met a flower girl who was bullied by deng's disciples on the street to buy vegetables, so he rescued her and taught deng's disciples a lesson.
hua niang learned that a friend of mistle was injured and told him that she knew how to heal, so xuan long was able to see him.
otherwise, when mistle first came to chang'an, he was not familiar with the demon land, and he really didn't know what to do.
although a little demon like hua niang was lowly, she had some talent in medicine, and she had lived in the human world by relying on this craft for many years.
most of her patients are good demons who are also mixed up in the human world.
mistle said in a gentle voice, "don't be afraid... he won't hurt you or sakura. "
"he's the father of the child in the womb."
the flower girl looked at yan yi warily, her white hand covered her mouth, and said to mistletoe in a low voice: "last time... didn't aaron become like that, was he hurt by him..."
last time, that is, yan iris told xuan long to go to the border pass to kill mistle, and after xuan long returned to the palace, he learned that yan iris had been deceiving him and using him as a medicine to induce him. when the two broke up, xuan long pulled out many scales for yan iris, so he lost too much blood and moved the tire gas into a coma.
at that time, mistle took the flower girl to the inn to see xuan long, but viciously scolded yan yi as a pig or a dog.
no wonder the flower girl was so afraid of him.
"hmm." mistle laughed. "rest assured, he also wants to save the cold."
"i'm here."
when entering the alley, the hemp rope on mistle's hand had been untied, and the flower girl saw that mistlele had injuries on his body and face, and asked him what was wrong, and was prevaricating by mistle. she is saved by mistle, trusts him, and quickly relaxes.
"okay, then, come in."
yan yi followed the two demons into the door, the courtyard seemed to be broken, but the courtyard was simple and clean, and there were stone mills used by the terrans inside.
unexpectedly, at the feet of the heavenly son, there were demons hiding in the human race, living like the human race, and even the habits were so similar, which was really strange.
yan yi put xuan long on the bed according to hua jing's instructions, and hua jing probed xuan long's pulse with his divine consciousness, and her face gradually became solemn, and she complained softly: "oh, how can this be, when you brought along last time, didn't i say that you couldn't have sex?" "
mistle looked expressionlessly at yan yi.
yan yi frowned, "... he didn't tell me that you can't have sex. "
mistle smiled softly, "that's because he cares about you, so he indulges you in everything." "
"but what have you done?"
"why have you ever felt half a pity for him?" ...... i'm afraid i don't even have mercy. "
"i..." yan yi didn't bother to argue with him, and the hand hanging on his side tightened slightly, looking at the busy back of the flower girl, and struggled to open his mouth." he...... really pregnant? "
"yeah, it's been more than four months." the flower girl replied softly, her personality was innocent and messy, and fang cai's fear had long been forgotten.
"you two are born beautiful, and the baby you give birth to is sure to look good."
yan yi's heart was really weird, and his brow was deeply twisted: "this... that's impossible. "
"he's a demon, i'm a man, how can we have children?"
the flower girl opened the wooden box in her hand and looked back at yan yi strangely: "what is impossible?" ...... you have had a marital affair with him, isn't it normal to be pregnant? "
"you don't want to settle the bill, do you?" ......"
yan yi was dumbfounded and closed his mouth. no more talking.
the room was quiet, and mistle stared nervously at the flower girl's movements, and she stuck the finger-length spirit needles in the wooden box into the soles of xuan long's feet, palms, and various acupuncture points of her limbs.
the unconscious man on the bed suddenly shrank his body up in pain, and a muffled low moan came from his throat.
"quick, hold him down!" if the zhen spirit needle is all submerged in flesh and blood, it will be trouble..."
mistle and yan yue heard the words, and quickly went forward to pull away xuan long's hands and feet, and pressed xuan long's upper body and legs respectively, and xuan long's whole body trembled badly, and finally he sobbed low.
yan yi was stunned, he had never seen xuan long cry, and this dragon didn't say much no matter how many injuries he had suffered.
he was uncomfortable.
"how can it hurt like this..."
the flower girl was in a cold sweat and pulled out the spirit needle that was not too deep.
"aren't you talking nonsense, this soul needle is to keep the baby's spirit, pierced into the flesh and blood, is pierced into the soul, how can it not hurt?"
"it's like cutting your body in half alive, a hundred times more painful than that..."
seeing yan iris's dull appearance, mistle only felt ironic.
"can't imagine?"
"this kind of suffering, apo can suffer more than once. last time, when i rescued him from the palace, he tasted it. "
"it's all because of you."
yan yi pursed his lips and said nothing.
mistletoe didn't mean to stab him, he just couldn't help but say a few more words, and when he saw that he didn't say anything, he stopped his mouth.
two hours later, the flower girl put away the zhenling needle one by one, put it back into the wooden box, and raised her sleeve to wipe the sweat from the corner of her forehead.
"fortunately, the delivery came in time, otherwise the baby would be in danger."
at this time, the sky outside the window was already bright, and the whole person on the bed seemed to be fished out of the water, his face was gray, his black hair was scattered on the edge of his body, his breathing was weak, and the vicious scar occupied the most conspicuous position on the right side of his face, which made people feel painful.
the flower girl covered xuan long with a quilt, turned to mistle and whispered, "little fox, you come with me, i have something to ask you..."
mistle looked at yan yi, saw that he did not react, and went out with the flower girl.
"what do you say?!"
"aaron has no neidan, and he will live less than three years at most..." in the courtyard, the flower girl nervously asked mistle. why is that, your neidan? ...... wasn't it okay when i came back? "
footsteps came from inside the house.
mistle's eyes were red, and he swallowed back what he was going to say, hoarsely.
"shhh, you just pretend you don't know. don't let the terran know, or he might be bad for apo, remember? "
the flower girl nodded with trepidation, indicating that she remembered.
on the way back to the palace, xuan long briefly opened his eyes between the shaking of the carriage, and yan iris sat on the edge of the bed looking at his face in a daze, the two looked at each other, yan iris was stunned, and then gently held his hand.
"apo... you're awake. "
xuan long was not very conscious, and looked at him in a trance, without speaking. yan yi's expression was a little strange, full of desire to say and stopped.
"you're pregnant... my baby? ......"
xuan long's throat moved, and he said, "you know." "
yan yi didn't dare to face his beautiful green eyes, lowered his thick eyelashes, and struggled to speak: "apo, you and i are demons, this child was born, i don't know what kind of monster it will be... it will not be acceptable to the world. "
"you can stay with me, but we don't want this child, okay?" ......"