The Dark and Foolish King: The Fierce and Crazy Concubine Has Infinite Strength

Xia Younan suppressed his laughter, yawned and urged: "Okay, I'll fulfill your wish. If you want to sleep, sleep. If you don't want to sleep, go out and stop making trouble."

Lu Xiuyuan stared at the beam helplessly for a while. He was unwilling to give up just like that, so he gritted his teeth and told her straight away.

"Madam, I want a child."

"father!"

"..."

Xia Younan turned her head to look at him, her eyes were so innocent, her mouth was as sweet as honey, and she kept calling him.

"Dad, daddy, father, dad, Fader, I am your long-lost daughter, do you miss me?"

Lu Xiuyuan lay flat on the bed like a corpse, his eyes were empty and lifeless, and the words "life is meaningless" were written all over his face.

Oh my God, what kind of creature is this? Why did you send this creature to torture me?

Xia Younan, however, was in high spirits. He propped up his head and leaned sideways, chattering at him nonstop, "Dad, Dad, do you like boys or girls? I'm a master of fake voices. I'm proficient in both loli and shota voices. I guarantee that all your needs will be met."

Lu Xiuyuan's scalp numbed by her shouting. He suddenly turned over and faced out of the bed, frantically trying to calm his stomach that was about to explode.

Xia Younan chuckled, leaned on his shoulder and chased after him, "Dad, Dad, look at me, I am your child, Dad! Dad!"

Lu Xiuyuan covered his ears, his eyes red with frustration, "Shut up, leave me alone, I don't want to talk to you."

"Ah~ my old father, the person I love the most~"

In the blink of an eye, it was already early morning. All the lights in thousands of houses were extinguished. Only one room in the Yuli Palace of the Imperial Palace was still lit with dim candlelight, which looked particularly lonely in the dark night.

Lu Yanluo sat at the head of the bed with her knees hugged, staring out the dark window in a daze.

Her tears had dried up, and there were still dried water marks on her face.

The big eyes that were always full of spirit now lost all vitality, and the whole person looked so haggard, like a rag doll that would break if the wind blew.

She was really frightened by what happened during the day. Even though it didn't lead to any dire consequences and even though countless people had comforted her, she just couldn't calm down.

She didn't even dare to sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, the disgusting and horrifying scene would appear in her mind, making her almost collapse and go crazy.

“Knock knock…”

The door was knocked for the Nth time. Lu Yanluo came to her senses, mechanically put on her shoes, got out of bed, walked to the door, and opened it as usual.

There was no one outside the door, and a lovely bunch of baby's breath was placed on the ground.

The bouquet seemed to have been freshly picked, and was still covered with crystal clear night dew.

Lu Yanluo looked at the dark night, bent down to pick up the bouquet, turned around, closed the door and returned to her room.

The small table in the room was already filled with things, including sweet and diverse cakes, cute and exquisite dolls, hairpins, sugar figures, clay sculptures, hairpins, jade bracelets...

They are all things that girls like, and I don’t know who sent them.

Every half an hour there would be a knock on her door. She would get up and look outside but there was no one there. There were only gifts on the ground, waiting for her to take into the room.

Maybe... some caring servant wanted to make her happy. Lu Yanluo thought, gently put the bouquet on the table, and returned to bed again.

It was already the second watch, but she still couldn't sleep. She sighed, frowned, and felt another long period of melancholy.

Another hour passed, Lu Yanluo stared at the door, and sure enough, the knock on the door rang again.

This time she was interested and ran over without even having time to put on her shoes.

I quickly opened the door, but only saw a shadow flash outside the door, and then disappeared into the night.

Lu Yanluo sighed and lowered her head to look. This time, the thing made her sad eyes brighten up.

I saw a little fox lying at her feet!

The little fox was as white as snow, without a single stray hair of other colors, and was particularly conspicuous in the night.

It is very good-looking, with furry ears, two big eyes like black pearls, a wet little nose, and a big tail that is soft and loose, as shiny as the whisk in the hands of an immortal.

OMG, so cute!

Lu Yanluo was so amazed by the fox that she couldn't help but bend down and hold the little fox in her arms.

The pair of originally numb eyes seemed to be lit up again in an instant, and a surprised smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

After looking around carefully again and confirming that the fox was given to her by a mysterious person, Lu Yanluo happily returned to the room, ready to take the fox for herself.

Just as she was closing the door, she suddenly noticed a small spot of bright red liquid on the ground where the fox had been.

Lu Yanluo was stunned for a moment, then realized that it might be blood. She was shocked and immediately picked up the fox to examine it carefully.

However, it was discovered that the fox was in perfect health, without any signs of injury.

If it's not a fox's blood, then whose blood could it be?

Lu Yanluo muttered to herself, although she was a little worried but had no way to verify it, so she had to give up and closed the door while holding the fox.

Seeing the door closed again, a man in nightgown walked out from behind the rockery.

Thinking of the smile on the girl's face when she saw the fox, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at the wound on his hand that was still bleeding, turned around and disappeared into the night.

The next day, Ye Qiandai got up early and sat quietly in front of the dressing table, allowing the maid in front of her to draw her eyebrows and put on makeup for her.

The face in the bronze mirror was still as stunning as ever, but the eyes were no longer as gentle, affectionate, and pitiful as they had been yesterday.

The depths of the dark pupils seemed to be covered with ice and snow overnight, and a cold light emanated from within, making people shudder when looking at it.

Liu Shuang swallowed his saliva and asked carefully: "Princess, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

Ye Qiandai sneered, a hint of murderous intent flashed across her face, "How could it be? This princess has waited for so long, and today I finally have the chance to meet an old acquaintance, how could I not be happy? I am very happy!"

Liushuang was frightened by her gloomy expression, and concentrated on dressing her up without asking any more questions.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" and they both turned their heads to look at the same time.

Their door was kicked open by Yuanyuan, and a gorgeous woman wearing pearl rings and jadeite, surrounded by a group of servants, rushed in aggressively.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Shuang quickly stood in front of Ye Qiandai to block her, suppressed her panic and asked the newcomers, "Who are you? What is your intention in trespassing into the bedroom of Concubine Qing?"

Without waiting for Ye Yuqing in the middle to speak, a eunuch in front of her rushed over and slapped Liu Shuang to the ground, then pointed at her and cursed:

"You are such a shameless little girl. The Imperial Concubine has arrived, but you not only didn't kneel down to pay your respects, but you even dared to speak rudely. You are so tired of living!"

"Imperial...Imperial Concubine?" Liu Shuang covered her burning face and looked at Ye Yuqing with fear in her eyes.

"Your servant pays homage to the Imperial Concubine, please spare my life!" She knelt upright and kowtowed to Ye Yuqing repeatedly, and muffled sounds followed one after another.

Ye Yuqing was in no mood to argue with this servant. Her eyes were on Ye Qiandai from the moment she entered the room.

From her initial surprise to her subsequent jealousy, her attitude towards the beauty in front of her was vividly portrayed on her face.

Ye Qiandai looked at her, and her eyes, which were already filled with coldness, became even more murderous, as if she wished to cut the person in front of her into pieces.