Chapter 760 Sorrow

"You actually… dared to… have a… second child?"

Faced with the Demon Pill’s question, Marquis Zheng’s gaze first fell upon the yellowish-orange pill in the Demon Pill’s hand.

Where there are Qi Refiners, naturally there are elixirs.

Immortality elixirs have indeed not been heard of, but some elixirs can indeed have miraculous effects.

Moreover, the strange fragrance emanating from this pill made it hard not to notice.

Looking at the princess in the room, looking at the Demon Pill's rage, and recalling that the princess had just returned from the Chu lands, although he had previously known nothing about this, the thread of the matter was now emerging in Zheng Fan's mind.

Zheng Fan did not directly answer the Demon Pill's question,

Instead, he pointed to the pill,

and asked;

"Does it, really work?"

Xue San had jokingly asked Si Niang if she wasn't worried about reproductive isolation with the master.

Although the master and the demon kings all looked human,

in the final analysis, their levels of life were different. Moreover, although the demon kings had not fully recovered their strength, their foundation was still there.

The fire phoenixes of Chu had long been extinct, leaving only a "spiritual body" fluttering about;

The pixiu of Yan were artificially bred into many kinds of pixiu beasts, but the proper pixiu were actually just these few.

According to the Heavenly Dao, the higher the level of life, the more difficult it is for them to breed offspring.

The life level of the demon kings must be higher than that of pixiu and fire phoenixes.

But,

nothing is absolute.

The Dao is one foot tall, the demon is ten feet high; there is always a way. It may not succeed, but you can always try.

The Demon Pill tilted its head slightly, continuing to stare at Zheng Fan,

and said:

"If it's useless… what would I… do with it?"

Zheng Fan smiled and said, "It really works, huh?"

"Heh heh… heh heh… Do you… want it…?"

The Demon Pill asked.

Marquis Zheng felt his soles were a little frozen. Barefoot on the bluestone bricks of winter in the dead of winter, even the most vigorous man couldn't bear it.

In addition, the bathrobe he had draped over his body, because he had worn it without wiping himself dry, didn't feel like much at first, but when the water droplets cooled, the feeling was a bit torturous.

If he were fighting a war outside, none of this would matter, but he was at home.

"You don't want me to have another child?" Zheng Fan asked.

"What do you… think…"

Zheng Fan smiled again.

He thought of the Demon Pill calling him "Dad" at the bottom of Wangjiang River.

Of course, it could be understood that the Demon Pill was deeply stimulated by that woman at the time, and was a bit reckless.

But that "Dad" was very pleasing to Zheng Fan.

He and the Demon Pill had never been a purely father-son relationship; however, the Demon Pill's extremism and other aspects were actually a projection of Zheng Fan's aesthetic.

However, this time, the Demon Pill was actually willing to make such a big commotion to stop it, which really surprised Zheng Fan a bit.

It wasn't that he didn't know the Demon Pill's aversion to this kind of thing before, otherwise, he wouldn't have sealed the Demon Pill outside with a talisman and had the Sword Saint "guard" him on that night with Si Niang;

But at that time, Zheng Fan thought that the Demon Pill was just acting like a child.

Hadn't the Demon Pill slowly gotten used to it over the past two years?

As a parent, selectively ignoring the child's feelings for one's own likes and dislikes, isn't that basic operation for every parent?

However, the Demon Pill is not an ordinary child;

That kind of "I asked my eldest child if she wanted a little brother to play with, and my eldest child agreed, so I painstakingly had a second child" reason to move yourself and glorify yourself,

Marquis Zheng couldn't use it.

Because what does a small child understand?

But the Demon Pill… is different.

It understands, it understands everything. It is a soul body, and its eyes can instantly see through all the petty thoughts of human nature.

Zheng Fan raised his head,

and looked at the Demon Pill again,

and said;

"You really, won't agree? Tiantian is no longer a child. If you like children, can I let you take two more younger siblings to play with?"

This was a negotiating tone, this was a real negotiation.

At the same time,

Marquis Zheng waved his hand behind his back.

The Sword Saint nodded, turned around, and went home.

He wouldn't interfere in family matters.

At this time,

A'ming, who lived in the Marquis's wine cellar, appeared.

In addition, Xue San, who had planned to take his men to the Snow Sea Pass and enter the snow plain tonight, came to see the master to confirm some details before leaving, and happened to run into this.

The Sword Saint went back, and they didn't avoid it.

The matter between the master and the Demon Pill was a family matter, but it was also a matter between demon kings.

The Demon Pill coldly said:

"You think… too highly… of yourself…"

This was a direct refusal.

Zheng Fan nodded,

and said:

"Okay, then we won't have any more children."

"Heh heh… heh heh…"

The Demon Pill's laughter sounded again,

handing the yellowish-orange pill to Zheng Fan.

"How… should it be… disposed of…"

Zheng Fan reached out and took the pill;

He sniffed it,

and said:

"It smells pretty good. Is it for men or women?"

In fact, Zheng Fan had psychological shadows about elixirs, because he had witnessed the spots all over the Yan Emperor's body.

The Demon Pill stuck close to his face, looking at Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan shook his head,

threw the pill on the ground, and then lifted his foot.

"No!!!!!!!!!!"

Over there, the princess screamed. This pill was extremely precious and was her hope.

"Pa!"

The pill was crushed to pieces by Zheng Fan.

This kind of pill had to be taken in a specific way. After entering the body, it had to be transformed into Qi layer by layer to truly exert its effect. Being crushed like this meant that the pill was completely ruined.

The Demon Pill seemed a little stunned. He didn't expect Zheng Fan to be so decisive and straightforward.

Zheng Fan reached out, wanting to touch the Demon Pill's face, but his hand still passed through his body, so he could only symbolically touch it.

"Okay, next time something happens, tell me directly. Don't do it yourself. This is home. Don't do it again."

After speaking,

Marquis Zheng waved his hand to everyone present,

and said:

"Okay, the matter is over. Everyone, disperse, disperse."

After speaking,

Marquis Zheng walked into the house himself,

shivering and cursing:

"I'm freezing to death."

……

The Sword Saint returned home. The child was already asleep, and his wife hadn't woken up either.

The Sword Saint looked at the child, then at his wife, and shook his head helplessly.

From now on, he would have to be more careful. Joking about the child with that Zheng fellow was a bit too inhumane.

After sighing,

the Sword Saint placed the newly asleep child in the cradle,

then inserted Longyuan, with its scabbard, into the latch,

the Sword Saint sat next to it,

his finger gently turning,

Longyuan gently turned,

the cradle,

also gently turned.

………

Liu Ruqing was in the courtyard and heard the commotion in the princess's courtyard next door. She was also the first to rush over, but after seeing that even the Sword Saint had appeared there, she silently retreated.

After that,

she didn't know what happened.

In fact, she didn't understand what was going on at all.

It seemed like they had quarreled.

After leaving the princess's courtyard, Liu Ruqing stopped in front of the main house for a while. An instinct told her that she should go see her husband now;

but she still didn't go, and went straight back to her own courtyard.

Everyone has their own philosophy of survival, and her philosophy of survival is… to be dutiful.

She returned to bed, covered herself with the quilt, and silently prayed in her heart that tomorrow, everything would return to peace at home.

……

Tiantian rubbed his eyes. He had originally washed up and gone to bed according to his strict schedule, preparing to go to bed, and he had to get up early tomorrow to do his homework and then have breakfast with his godfather, who was used to waking up late.

When sleeping,

he was used to putting the red stone next to his pillow.

This was a habit he had developed since he was a child;

He was used to opening his eyes and seeing her next to him, playing with him and watching him fall asleep.

Children who live alone early in life are often prone to insecurity, but he had never been like that.

Opening his eyes and looking at the red stone next to the bed, Tiantian was a little puzzled.

Then he sat up and got out of bed.

His room had been made into a greenhouse. Marquis Zheng didn't like this kind of "spring all year round" constant temperature, so the main house hadn't been made, but naturally, he would use everything good for his godson.

Therefore, Tiantian only wore a white lining and got out of bed. After going out, he saw a black figure sitting on the steps.

Outside, there was wind, and it was cold.

Tiantian ran back again, put on his clothes, shoes, and socks, and then silently walked out again, and sat down on the steps next to the black child's figure.

The Demon Pill turned its head, looked at Tiantian, and then turned back to look ahead.

Tiantian got up again,

ran into the house,

took out snacks,

and placed them in front of the Demon Pill,

the Demon Pill remained unmoved;

"Saqima, dragon chair, eat."

Tiantian pointed to a type of saqima and said.

The Demon Pill still didn't move. In the past, it would cooperate and pretend, but now, it was too lazy to.

Tiantian scratched his head, went back into the house again, hugged the stone, squatted beside the Demon Pill, and rolled the stone over.

For a long time, this was their favorite game.

But after the stone rolled to the Demon Pill's feet, the Demon Pill didn't push it back.

Tiantian stood there, looking at the Demon Pill.

All along, the Demon Pill had been like an older sister accompanying him and taking care of him. This was the first time Tiantian had seen the Demon Pill in this state.

Finally,

Tiantian sat down, stretched out his arm, and put it on the Demon Pill's body, as if he was hugging the Demon Pill.

The two children,

sat side by side on the steps like this, letting the winter night wind blow over and over again.

……

"Hiss… hiss…"

In the wine cellar,

A'ming leaned against the coffin, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, gently swirling it.

Beside him, there was a cage, and there was also a coffin in the cage. Kahir was also lying in the coffin, holding a glass of red wine in his hand.

Xue San, on the other hand, was lightly sniffing a small pile of powder. Immediately, he smiled,

and said:

"Guess what I smelled here?"

A'ming teased: "Did you smell if the master had athlete's foot?"

"Where's your noble integrity?" Xue San glared at A'ming unhappily.

"Aren't you going to the snow plain? Why aren't you leaving yet?"

"My men have already set off. I can catch up with them in front of the Snow Sea Pass in a day or two. It won't delay anything."

That small pile of powder came from the crushed pill.

"Oh, okay."

A'ming continued to stare at the red wine in his hand.

"This world is really interesting. Some places are often unexpected, making people realize that this is not a purely ordinary world."

"Look at yourself, and then look at me in front of you. I'm curious that you've only realized this now," A'ming said.

"This pill reminds me of a prescription from before."

Xue San's positioning was first, a craftsman, and second, a pharmacist. This was his talent.

"The prescription you made when you were fiddling with divine beast hybridization?"

"That's in the past. However, this pill should really be useful."

"The Demon Pill wouldn't have snatched it if it wasn't useful. Actually, I don't really care whether the master has children or not," A'ming said.

Xue San nodded and said, "Unless it's a child born with Si Niang."

A'ming hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

There is a bond between demon kings. This bond comes from mutual recognition on the level of life.

They can dislike each other and even turn against each other, but this kind of emotional interaction itself only happens when you recognize each other as the same kind. Otherwise, it's just pure contempt. Would you get angry with an ant in your eyes?

"However, I also understand the Demon Pill, hahaha," A'ming said with a smile.

At this time,

Kahir, who was locked in the cage, opened his mouth and said, "Respectable Lord Xue San, can you let me see that magical powder too?"

"You understand this too?" Xue San asked.

Kahir smiled and said, "You know, as a noble, you always have to have some hobbies. Otherwise, what's the difference between you and the ignorant commoners?"

Xue San used a dagger to cut off a little and delivered it to the front of the cage.

Kahir stepped forward, smelled it, and then stuck out his tongue to taste it, and said:

"This…"

"What's wrong?"

"This powder should contain a plant component. I saw it in an ancient pharmacist's notes."

"Oh?" Xue San became interested.

"Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was a great dragon tamer in the West…"

Xue San tilted his head and reminded, "Get to the point."

Third Master wasn't interested in listening to your Western history.

"Oh, okay, sir. That dragon tamer's dragon was old, but he wanted to give birth to a new dragon. Otherwise, the dragon tamer's position would be insecure. What's the difference between a dragon tamer who has lost his dragon and the salted fish in a fisherman's house by the coast?"

"And then what?"

"And then, the dragon's offspring were really too difficult to get. Finally, he asked the greatest pharmacist in the world at the time for help, and from him, he got what he wanted. In the end, the dragon successfully gave birth to offspring.

That pharmacist recorded in his notes that he used a magical herb, which later generations called… the Dragonseeking Grass."

Xue San nodded,

and said to A'ming:

"Do you remember the procedures we saw in the Yan Kingdom's Beast Control Bureau?"

Although he had accidentally released the pixiu in the Yan Jing imperial palace, Xue San still pestered A'ming to use the master's token to visit the Beast Control Bureau, and because Zheng Fan's status was noble and he was also one of the pixiu owners, and one of the current managers of the Beast Control Bureau also had a relationship with Zheng Fan, when Zheng Fan took the princess back to Jin, he met them and brought the couple back together.

Therefore, most of the secrets in the Beast Control Bureau were not guarded against Xue San, who came to visit.

A'ming looked at Xue San and said, "You can also get straight to the point."

"Actually, the Beast Control Bureau also feeds some elixirs when breeding pixiu, one of which is to increase the birth rate of high-grade pixiu beasts.

I've studied it, and also…"

Xue San took out a dark yellow pill from his pocket.

"They even gave you one?" A'ming asked.

"I stole it."

"Why did you steal this?" A'ming then revealed a look of understanding. "You want to give it to the master?"

"Strictly speaking, to make an inappropriate analogy, reproductive isolation is actually a wrong statement, but various reasons have caused the sperm activity of one party to be shockingly low.

And this kind of pill helps to save that shockingly low… sperm."

Kahir listened attentively.

"So, it's for the woman to take?"

"Yes, this kind of Beast Control Bureau pill actually also contains a component similar to that herb in this pill, but in terms of medicinal properties, the difference is too great, which is equivalent to the difference between a pixiu beast and a pixiu."

"The one the princess brought back from Chu is of very high quality?"

"Exaggeratedly high. If it were sent to the Yan Jing Beast Control Bureau, they might be able to cultivate one or two more pixiu."

"Hehe." A'ming smiled. "I feel a little sorry for the master."

"Sorry for what?"

"You know what I'm sorry for."

"No, I don't know." A cold smile appeared on Xue San's lips. "This thing is called Dragonseeking Grass in the West. In Chu, it must also have a very domineering name. In the Beast Control Bureau of Yan Jing City, it's something fed to pixiu beasts.

Dragon, phoenix, pixiu beast,

What are those?

Creatures that are even more livestock than livestock, but even their bodies may not be able to withstand the creation of this kind of pill. Its medicinal effect is to squeeze all the functions of the mother's body in order to conceive offspring."

Hearing this, A'ming became thoughtful and said, "That is to say…"

"That is to say, if the Demon Pill didn't make a fuss tonight, the princess would have eaten it and slept with the master, and there would have been a high probability of getting pregnant.

Taking into account the princess's own fire phoenix bloodline's enhancement to her body, do you know what the most ideal result would be?"

"What would it be?"

"The child is born prematurely, and the mother dies."

A'ming was silent.

Xue San took a deep breath,

and said:

"The Demon Pill definitely doesn't want the master to have other children, but at first, it didn't want Si Niang to get on the master's bed, but didn't it accept it later?

What the Demon Pill really doesn't want to see is probably that from the day the child is born,

there is no mother."