I ran away after being pregnant with the emperor's cub

Ming Lai fell into a weird dream.

In the dream, it was snowing heavily, but when the goose feather snow fell on the ground, it instantly turned into water droplets, and the air was humid, with a bit of salty smell.

"Ming Lai" seemed to have exhausted his spiritual power, and there was no trace of strength left in his body.He fell from a height of ten thousand feet, his body was as light as a dead leaf, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he couldn't even hold the sword.

He is so cold, his teeth chatter so cold, he really wants to be hugged by someone.

He closed his eyes, his crow-feather-like eyelashes were wet by something, trembling slightly.

But until he landed, no one came to hug him.

No one caught him from mid-air, no one wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, no one murmured softly, and called him again, Ah Lai.

It hurts, he hurts so much.

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Even though he really caught Ming Lai and touched his soft and warm body, the great sense of panic and powerlessness still did not subside.

A cloud of black mist surged around Lu Zhengming, protecting his A-lai in it.

His hair has been blown away by the sudden surge of spiritual power, his eyes are red, and the black mist around him seems to be attacking, like a ferocious beast baring its fangs, showing its strength to all those who covet his treasures claw.

He's not in the right shape.

It's like a harbinger of being possessed.

A shemale possessed by demons is different from a natural demon. After becoming possessed by demons, one's sanity will be eroded by demonic energy little by little, and in the end there is only a body controlled by demons.

Yue Ya ordered all the magicians to evacuate quickly and strengthened the barrier.

He was going to rescue his master, but when he sacrificed his weapon, he saw that Lu Zhengming calmed down strangely.

The black mist gradually dissipated, and the huge devilish energy disappeared in the swirling snowflakes.

Ming Lai opened his eyes, the light was very dim, and he still couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality.

But different from the dream, he was being hugged carefully in his arms at this time, the body that hugged him was warm, his heart was beating violently, and his strong arms were tightly holding him.

Pass him a steady stream of heat.

He was in no pain, not at all.

If this was a dream, he hoped not to wake up again.

After the black mist receded slightly, he saw the man's face clearly, with sharp brows and red eyes.

The man seemed to be in pain.

As if bewitched, he raised his hand subconsciously and gently stroked the man's face, but stopped in vain when his fingertips touched the warm skin.

When his consciousness came back, the mist in his eyes suddenly dissipated, and he finally remembered who he was and where he was.

"..."

Embarrassing isn't it.

Ming Lai intended to withdraw his hand as if nothing had happened, pretending that nothing happened, but he failed, and was grabbed by his fingertips.

"A-lai." Lu Zhengming's voice was hoarse, and he seemed to be still nervous. He held Minglai's hand, put his fingertips on his face, and called him in a low voice, as if confirming his existence, "A-lai , Ah Lai."

Ming Lai was stunned, and forgot to move for a while.

But then, he noticed Lu Zhengming's bleeding arm.

"Don't you hurt?" Ming Lai finally broke away from the illusory dream, he immediately straightened up, sat cross-legged on the ground, touched Lu Zhengming's arm involuntarily, and mobilized his spiritual power to heal him.

But Lu Zhengming hugged him as if he couldn't feel the pain at all, locked him tightly in his arms, stroked his lips and kissed his hair and cheek, and whispered like a child: "A-lai, A-lai. "

"Lu Zhengming, wake up!" Ming Lai was flustered by the voice, but although his spiritual power had increased, his strength was still inferior to Lu Zhengming's, and he couldn't break free no matter what. Even the dragon must be finished!"

His sword is absolutely extraordinary, it is unknown what it is made of, it can easily cut through the skin and bones of a real dragon, and the wounds left behind are difficult to heal.

And when he swung that sword just now, he had already lost his sanity, that sword didn't hold back at all, it literally severed half of Lu Zhengming's arm, he knew how deep the wound was.

Ming Lai's breathing was a little short, and the alienation and politeness he had deliberately put on in the past were all gone. He struggled to break his arm away from Lu Zhengming's grasp, found his wound, stroked it, and was about to heal him when Lu Zhengming sent another A hand chased over and pressed it against his bosom again.

Ming Lai became irritable: "Lu Zhengming, you are sick, you want to die, don't you!"

Lu Zhengming still didn't come back rationally, but instinctively protected Ming Lai, coaxing softly: "A Lai, your spiritual power is almost exhausted, you can't waste any more spiritual power."

Ming Lai was embarrassed by his tone, but he didn't have time to think about those messy things. He also saw that Lu Zhengming was not quite right now, so he patiently said to him: "I still have spiritual power, I can stop it for you first. Blood, can you let me go first?"

Lu Zhengming hugged him even tighter.

Ming Lai: "..." This cannot be communicated at all.

Ming Lai's lips trembled angrily, but when he heard Lu Zhengming coaxing him like a child, he unconsciously slowed down his tone.

This place has been cleared, and there is only Yue Ya next to him, but in Lu Zhengming's state, Yue Ya's presence will only arouse his demonic nature, and may even aggravate the wound.

So when Yue Ya wanted to come over and forcefully pull Lu Zhengming up, Ming Lai signaled him not to move with his eyes.

He didn't know why Lu Zhengming became like this, but he seemed to be protecting himself instinctively.

Ming Lai took a deep breath, and when she spoke again, her tone seemed coquettish and uncomfortable: "Ming, I'm in pain, I promise I won't use my spiritual power again, can you let me go first?"

His teeth were gritted by his tone, but this trick was unexpectedly useful.

Lu Zhengming really loosened his arms a little.

He frowned, as if blaming himself: "Sorry, I hurt you."

He asked eagerly, "Alai, what else is uncomfortable?"

Ming Lai raised her head and smiled slightly, then gave Yue Ya a look.

He held Lu Zhengming's hand affectionately, smiled at him softly, and then exerted a little force on his fingers. Before Lu Zhengming could turn around, Yue Ya knocked him unconscious with a knife in his hand.

"It finally stopped." Yue Ya didn't say that she had been looking forward to this moment for a long time, and wanted to put Lu Zhengming on the ground without adding a burden to the master, so she lifted him up in disgust and let him sit cross-legged on the ground.

Ming Lai took a bottle of elixir to replenish spiritual power, and then immediately mobilized the spiritual power of himself and the surrounding vegetation to heal Lu Zhengming.

——He was definitely not worried about Lu Zhengming, he just didn't want him to die because of himself, that's all.

Ming Lai's spiritual energy was exhausted, his lips were so weak that his lips turned white, and he managed to hold his breath without fainting. After applying ointment to the back of Lu Zhengming's neck that Yue Ya had knocked on, he went to meditate.

The vegetation in the magic palace is rich and full of green vitality, which makes Ming Lai's spiritual power recover very quickly.

It's just that Ming Lai didn't expect that Lu Zhengming only fainted for half an hour before suddenly opening his eyes.

He was relieved only after seeing Minglai sitting cross-legged beside him, and his tense shoulders also relaxed.

Returning rationally, Lu Zhengming was both happy and worried when he remembered that he held Ming Lai like a hooligan before and did not let go.

The happy thing is that Ah Lai obviously still cares about him, but the sad thing is that his restraint in the past few days has been in vain, and his purpose has been exposed all of a sudden.

Ah Lai doesn't like him being so strong, he shouldn't be like this.

Lu Zhengming pursed his lips slightly, reflecting and reminiscing.

Ah Lai's body is soft and fragrant, and I don't know when I can hug her next time.

——If Qianyin wants to know about this thought, I'm afraid he will have to mutter again, Lord Dijun is so worthless, he used to be so stubborn that he dared to lock Ming Lai in the yard, but now he has to be cautious even when he hugs him.

He has indeed changed a lot these days.

But Lu Zhengming himself didn't feel this way, and he could hardly see the shadow of toughness that day.

In order to monitor Lu Zhengming from time to time to avoid any accidents, Ming Lai meditated directly next to him and practiced. Seeing that Lu Zhengming got up suddenly and then remained motionless again, she pinched his wrist and felt the pulse.

Well, the wound has almost healed, and the recovery is very good.

Ming Lai breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to withdraw his hand, but Lu Zhengming subconsciously grabbed his wrist.

Ming Lai gave him a puzzled expression, and after Lu Zhengming realized something was wrong by pursing his lips, he had a good temper and said nothing, and withdrew his hand—not moving.

Ming Lai: "Emperor?"

Lu Zhengming was a little lost. Didn't he have been called by his name before, why did he become so alienated now.

He knew in his heart that it was an expedient measure before, but no matter what, it was considered a little progress.

He seemed to have touched Ah Lai's weakness.

Ming Lai still doesn't know what kind of plans this thick-browed and big-eyed emperor has in mind, he lost his patience, and was about to use force, but saw that someone whose arm was chopped off before even moving his eyebrows, suddenly clenched His wrist was close to his heart.

"Alai, I'm in so much pain."

That expression can be said to be very contrived.

Ming Lai's eyelids twitched and reminded: "Your heart is fine." It hurts.

"Oh, it hurts here." Lu Zhengming moved his hand to the injured arm again, his expression was hard and weak, "Really, it hurts very much."

Ming Lai took a deep breath, told herself not to care about the patient, and raised a standard smirk: "Then you have a good rest, and I'll make you a bowl of painkillers."

Lu Zhengming approached him and said in a low voice, "No, I won't be in pain if you're here."

Ming Lai: "..."

Tooth acid.

When did Lu Zhengming become so glib?

But when such words are spoken by such a deep and sexy voice, coupled with this handsome and extraordinary face, the effect is really terrible.

Ming Lai looked a little unnatural, tried again, and finally withdrew his hand.

He rubbed his wrists, got up and turned his back to him and said, "You should rest well, and go back to your imperial palace after recovering from your injuries."

"Why?" Lu Zhengming's attention was diverted, and he didn't care about acting weak, "I still have to hatch eggs!"

"I can hatch the eggs myself." Ming Lai was annoyed at her own failure, but her face was very cold, "I'm not right, and you are not right, it's better for us not to be together."

This is not a lie. He competed with Lu Zhengming at first to test his limits, but unexpectedly found that he was very easily influenced by Lu Zhengming, and Lu Zhengming was more likely to be influenced by him and lost his mind.

This is not a good sign.

Seeing that he was coming for real, Lu Zhengming got out of bed without even thinking about it, and hugged him from behind: "I won't go."

As the warm body pressed against him, Ming Lai's mind was stunned for a moment, and then he broke free immediately. He raised his hand to give him a slap, but when he saw the bandage on his shoulder, he couldn't let go.

A crack appeared on his cold face: "Dijun, what are you doing!"

Lu Zhengming didn't expect such a big reaction from him, and he was at a loss for what to do: "My, my fault, you can hit me if you want."

She even took Yao Laminglai's hand and greeted her face.

Ming Lai broke down: "Lu Zhengming, you are sick!"

When the two of them had lost their minds, old man Xu suddenly appeared.

"Calm down first, I have something to say."

Lu Zhengming didn't turn his head back: "I'll talk about it later..." I didn't see him coaxing his wife!

Old man Xu nodded, closed the door and exited, leaving only a fluffy sentence: "The egg has broken its shell."

"!!!"

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Cubs are coming!