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"Shang'er, you're tired from lying down, can I help you up?"

After regaining his senses, Emperor Ziwei smiled at the person who had been watching him quietly, then attached himself to him and gently picked him up from the soft and wide bed, carefully hugging him in his arms, feeling the A lover's fullness in his arms.

"Shang'er, after a while, when your health is a little better, I will take you back to the Shenji Palace to have a look, and also go to see your master, okay?"

Holding the enchanting young man at his mercy like a puppet, the man gently stroked the beautiful long ankle-length hair of the person in his arms that was spread out on the bed.His eyes looked at the butterflies flying in the distance.asked gently.

Although, he knew that Chang'er would not answer.

"Shang'er, don't worry, I have obtained the dragon ball left by the dragon god before he left according to what the senior said. It can help you slowly recover your sanity and slowly condense your broken soul. Believe it As long as it doesn't take long, Shang'er, you will be able to speak freely and freely as before."

Taking out the dragon ball obtained from the dragon clan from his bosom, Emperor Ziwei stared darkly at the shimmering crystal beads in front of him, with a sharp but resolute look in his eyes.

This time, one cannot go wrong.

He has been waiting for 3000 years, 3000 years.If he continued to wait, he didn't know if he would lose his mind.

The person he loves is clearly in front of his eyes, and he can really touch him, even kiss his lips and hug his body.However, he couldn't make Shang'er respond to him.This is the harshest punishment for a man who has waited so long.Emperor Ziwei's face became solemn.

Holding the dragon ball, he looked around.Then, he lowered his head slightly and kissed the lips of the young man in his arms, and when he raised his head again, he had already thrown the dragon ball in his hand up, and fixed it on the top of the pavilion in the lake so that it could All the while shining in the direction of the bed below.

Because the dragon ball itself contains extremely powerful power, it can freely glow with faint power fluctuations in the air, suspended above Chang'er, Emperor Ziwei is very relieved.

"Shang'er, don't leave the range of this dragon ball for too long in the future, do you understand?"

The longer she stayed under the light of the dragon ball, the sooner Shang'er would wake up.

Although sometimes he would take Chang'er away from the pavilion in the lake, and go to sit quietly in the garden with a hundred flowers blooming over there, watching Chang'er's face become a bit more self-sufficient under the background of the flowers, and watching Chang'er flying gracefully. The lover who has a lot of energy among the butterflies in his heart will become a lot easier in his heart.However, now that he has a clear direction, the man's heart is settled.

As if he understood the man's words, the young man in his arms suddenly moved, and slowly raised his head to look in the direction above his head.

"Shang'er?" Emperor Ziwei lowered her head and called softly, her eyes were soft, as if she was afraid of scaring him.

This kind of situation has happened many times in the past 3000 years. When a certain memory fragment in Shang'er's body occupies his mind, Shang'er will also become a lot more angry.

However, this situation is very unstable, and it will make Shang'er's emotions fluctuate greatly.

Perhaps one moment Shang'er was still smiling sweetly, the next moment he would become very cold and crazy, full of murderous intent.And this is the performance of a broken soul.

At the beginning, when he sealed Shang'er's soul that was about to dissipate in his body, he never thought that such a situation would happen.At that time, seeing the dying Shang'er, he suddenly panicked and became very at a loss.Finally in order to keep him.He subconsciously chose the seal.

The demon core was shattered by himself, and Shang'er was seriously injured when they fought before, and there was no demon power in his body to protect his heart veins.If he didn't act at that time, he would lose his lover forever.

"I'm sorry. Chang'er, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. At that time, I was just mad by you and lost my mind. In addition, in the end you would rather die with me than return to me. Anger has gone to my head, and when I wake up, it has become such an unmanageable ending."

No matter how much he regretted, no matter how flustered he was, he still couldn't change the fact of what had happened.

He hurt the person he loved the most.

"Shang'er, it's all my fault. Can you forgive me? Can you wake up? As long as you can wake up, you can do whatever you want to me. I am willing to accept any punishment you give me, as long as you don't leave By my side." Embracing the young man in his arms tightly, Emperor Ziwei buried her head in his neck, confessing in a low voice.

Because of this, the man caught in remorse didn't notice that the hand of Shang Le in his arms moved slowly, and then stretched behind him, as if wanting to hug his neck.

The next moment, the expression of the young man who was still warm in his eyes just now suddenly changed drastically. The nails of his hands suddenly grew longer, flashing a sharp cold light, and pierced fiercely into the man's back.

"Hmm... Chang'er..." With a muffled snort, Emperor Ziwei's expression remained unchanged, still hugging him tightly.

"Emperor, you go to die, go to die..."

"Shang'er?" Feeling the fierce struggle between the movements of the person in his arms, the resentment and unwillingness, pain and despair in his tone, Emperor Ziwei hugged him tightly and did not let go, while gently stroking the young man's back, Slowly comforting his violent ups and downs, "Shang'er, be good, calm down, calm down slowly, don't move, okay? Chang'er, don't move..."

"No, I hate you, I hate you, you give back my children, you give back my children...my children...my children..."

Xu is going through something, Changzhi's expression is very painful, his face is faintly distorted, as if he is enduring some severe pain, the demon pattern on his forehead at the same position as Yaoxu is looming, with Somewhat bewitching because of the violent ups and downs of emotions, it exudes more and more bewitching enchantment.

deadly danger

Noticing the pain on Shangzhi's face, Emperor Ziwei felt a faint pain in his heart.This is not only because what his lover said just now made him suddenly think of those children that he had killed in a rage that belonged to other banshees that were born for Shang'er, but also that he and Shang'er once had, but unfortunately lost their fate. visible children.

their children……

"Shang'er, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

He knew that it was useless to say what he said now, but he could only repeat this feeble sentence repeatedly.Only in this way can his heart feel better, and his heart will no longer be cut like a knife.

"Why... why... my child..."

Don't care about the bloodstains left by the sharp nails on his body, face and even neck when the young man in his arms struggled fiercely, Emperor Ziwei just hugged him tightly, as if he had everything by holding him. Neither let go.

How could the wounds on her body compare to the wounds in Shang'er's heart.The wounds on the body will heal in a short time, but the scars left in the heart cannot be removed no matter what.

These are all what he owes Chang'er, what he owes Chang'er...

At this moment, the man who was caught in self-blame and guilt didn't notice the tears streaming down the face of the young man who was held tightly in his arms.

his child...

In fact, in Shang Zhi's heart, there was only one child he cared about from the beginning to the end, and that was the child he conceived with all his energy and effort back then, the child who made him suffer so much but failed to keep in the end.

Only those who are mothers can realize that when the child is in your womb, you can slowly feel his heartbeat, feel the joy he transmits to you in your heart, and the admiration for your mother and the excitement of attachment.Only mothers can experience that feeling of being speechless.

No matter how strong and hard-hearted you are, when the child comes, your heart will soften involuntarily.

That is, a great maternal love!

How can people who have never been pregnant, who have never felt the pain and sweetness of pregnancy, understand the feelings of a mother.Especially when the mother welcomes the arrival of the child full of joy with longing for happiness, but in the end it is nothing but loss and pain in her heart.

That is a completely unacceptable fact.

In particular, when Shang Zhi was still a man and a demon emperor with a supreme status, how could he accept the double blow of his lover's betrayal and his child's premature death?

Let alone an emperor with strong self-esteem, even an ordinary human being would not be able to accept it.

How much determination did he make back then, what kind of mood did he have, and what kind of sleepless nights did he go through over and over again, to overcome the psychology of a man and the dignity of an emperor, so that he could frankly accept that he was pregnant fact?

At that time, who could know what kind of complicated psychology he had before he was ready to tell the men that he would give birth to their child?

The night is cold, the heart is broken...

The expression of the young man who was struggling fiercely in Emperor Ziwei's arms gradually calmed down, and gradually returned to nothingness.

Just when the man thought that this attack was about to end as before, but he didn't want to, the eyes of the young man in his arms suddenly flashed, and then took advantage of the moment when the man relaxed, suddenly, with lightning speed, He thrust the hand that hadn't recovered to its original shape fiercely towards his chest.

He only heard the sound of "file", and something blocked his attack.

"Shang'er?"

"Shang'er, how is your hand? Are you injured?" Emperor Ziwei didn't care about his crisis at all, but nervously held Changzhi's hand, lowered his head to examine Qicai carefully.

"It's okay, it's okay, there is no love injury, and the nails are not worn out." The man raised his head, a little doting but helplessly nodded on the little nose of Shangzhi who had a calm face.

"You sneaked up on me again. You took care of your fingernails with great difficulty. If you don't pay attention, you will have to fix them again. But..."

The man lowered his head to look at his chest, then smiled lightly, reached out and took out a package carefully wrapped in snow-white satin.

Shangzhi, who was embraced by the man in his arms, looked curiously.

"Shang'er, this was given to me by your master before I left Shenji Palace. He told me to hand it over to you. You will understand when you see it." Although he didn't understand what the old man meant, But as long as it is good for Chang'er's body, he is willing to try it.Even this thing, he was really puzzled.

The satin is opened to reveal a metal anklet.

There are several exquisite and beautiful crystal bells hooked upside down on the edge of the ankle ring, and there are crisp sounds during the movements.However, it seems that this anklet is not big, it should be just a small thing for babies.

Emperor Ziwei looked at the house and sighed softly.

"Shang'er, if our child is still alive, this anklet should be prepared for him back then, right? Unfortunately, we have nothing to do with the child after all. Otherwise, he may have grown up now, and he will definitely As beautiful as you are. I don’t know if our child will be a boy or a girl.”

The person in his arms ignored his words at all, and was staring blankly at the things in the man's hand, unable to take his eyes off.

This is, his...