"What does this mean?" Yanliu pointed to her bulging belly, her eyes sparkling with excitement, as if she had found something fun. "Master, what kind of egg is this? It's really something!"

Jiang Si never expected that this little green dragon egg, which neither consumed her spiritual power nor Agares's, and which Bo Jichen didn't even know was dead or alive, would now be so lively that it crawled into Yan Liu's belly!

So it likes Yanliu and her pure plant-based spiritual energy; the little thing is quite picky.

"A dragon egg!" Jiang Si stared at the little green dragon egg and replied to Yan Liu, "This is a dragon egg!"

Yan Liu was very bold; he unzipped his pants and pulled them down to reveal a small, bluish-green dragon egg.

The little green dragon egg, with its dark markings, was stuck to her belly. Not only did it remain motionless, it was also trying to shrink, as if it was afraid that Yan Liu would pull it away. It seemed that by shrinking its body, it wouldn't have to move.

"A dragon egg? This thing is a dragon egg?" Yan Liu looked at it and saw that the dragon egg, which was the size of a goose egg, had shrunk to almost the size of a chicken egg. "Your Majesty's child, the dragon egg that Bo Jichen, an old dragon, laid?"

The word "pull" is used wonderfully, so well, so brilliantly. Jiang Si liked it: "Yes, it's the one that Bo Jichen, that old dragon, pulled out."

Yan Liu was utterly puzzled: "Why are the eggs he produced here? Shouldn't they be incubating under his own bottom?"

“Jiang Dandan hatched with me.” Jiang Si shrugged. “He said I had experience hatching eggs, so I could easily hatch another one. He gave me this egg, saying it was premature and he didn’t know if it was dead or alive. He gave it to me as a last resort, saying if it hatched, great, if not, I’d stew it!”

"I don't know if it's dead or alive, but it's obviously alive!" Yan Liu reached out to take the little green dragon egg. She thought she could take it off easily, but she couldn't. The egg, which was the size of a goose egg, had grown to the size of a chicken egg and was sticking tightly to her. The more she tried to pry it off, the tighter it stuck to her, as if it was in a tug-of-war with her.

"Master, I can't get it off!" Yan Liu tried to pry the egg off for a long time but couldn't: "This little bastard egg is just like its father, both shameless things."

Jiang Si noticed that Yan Liu was picking at things left and right, taking things from the left and right, and was surprised that this egg was so shameless and loved Yan Liu to this extent: "Yan Liu, my darling, it really likes you!"

"Me, to make an egg like me?" Yan Liu stopped picking at the egg and stopped holding it: "I don't date, I don't date younger men, what would it do to me if it liked me?"

Her daughter, Xiao Yanliu, is a bit rude, but that's okay, she has the right to be rude.

Jiang Si looked at the shameless little green dragon egg, which was pressed tightly against Yan Liu's belly, wishing it could crawl inside. She opened her mouth and said, "Yan Liu, give it some spiritual energy, and let's see if it will eat your spiritual energy?"

Hearing her master's words, Yan Liu tapped the little green dragon egg with her hand and threatened, "Little dragon egg, I'll count to three, and you get off my belly. I'll feed you spiritual energy, otherwise, I'll crush you..."

Little Green Dragon Egg: "..."

Stay still, shrink, shrink, play dead!

Ginger shreds: "..."

Goodness, anything produced by Bo Jichen is bound to be top-notch. It can be big or small, flexible or resilient, and it can act like a dog without any psychological burden!

Sigh! What a waste of His Majesty's excellent genes; neither of the two dragon eggs resembles him!

Yanliu: "!!!!"

A dragon egg the size of a goose egg grew to the size of a chicken egg, and then from the size of a chicken egg to the size of a quail egg. Isn't this little rascal afraid of being squeezed to death inside?

"It really seems to like you a lot!" Jiang Si exclaimed again. "It likes you just like its eldest son, Jiang Dandan, likes me. It seems you two are destined for each other."

"Yanliu, how about I give you this egg? You can hatch it and use it as your mount to fly around the earth. Wouldn't that be cool?"

Little Green Dragon Egg: "..."

Yan Liu was stunned for a moment, blinked, and began to think very seriously. After a while, she slurped, "It doesn't seem like it's impossible. Others fly spaceships, warships, airplanes, and helicopters, but I'm riding a dragon that's dozens of meters long, patrolling our Earth. It seems more cool and stylish than any spaceship or warship!"

Little Green Dragon Egg: "..."

Jiang Si nodded emphatically in agreement: "Yes, it's very cool and stylish. Then it's happily decided that this egg is yours!"

“Alright, taking care of two cubs is the same as taking care of three cubs, so I’ll take them all.” Yan Liu said, gathering her spiritual power to cover the small green dragon egg, which was about the size of a quail egg.

The purest and most powerful plant-based spiritual energy enveloped the little green dragon egg, and was absorbed by it in an instant.

After absorbing the plant-based spiritual energy, the little green dragon egg's green shell began to reflect light, and the dark patterns on the shell became brighter, with each line becoming more distinct.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Si exclaimed, "Yan Liu, this bastard really likes you. It seems that you are the key to its hatching!"

Yanliu is a tree, a plant. Her plant-based spiritual power is the purest. She used her spiritual power to cover the little green dragon egg, and the little green dragon egg absorbed its spiritual power. She felt it very clearly: "It doesn't like me, it likes my spiritual power. It's also a greedy little guy."

"The dragon blood that its father gave me to drink replenished my spiritual power, but I vomited it all up immediately. Sure enough, if the father is a scoundrel, the child is a scoundrel too. The child is just like the father, perfectly inheriting the shamelessness of Bo Jichen, an old dragon."

Jiang Si was surprised and somewhat disbelieving that such a tiny thing could consume the spiritual energy replenished by a dragon's blood: "It can eat so much, how could it eat so much?"

Yanliu nodded to her owner: "Yes, she can eat a lot!"

Without a second thought, Jiang Si turned around and said as she walked away, "Wait here, I'll go ask Cangying for some dragon blood to replenish you!"

"No, no, you don't need to..."

A loud bang as the door slammed shut interrupted Yanliu's words.

Yanliu: "..."

Okay, okay, that little golden dragon cub is just a tool dragon. She healed his wounds, but he hasn't paid yet. Drinking a little of his blood is considered payment for the treatment she gave him.

Jiang Si left Yan Liu's room and saw Cangying standing not far away. He was tall and straight, wearing a wide-sleeved black Hanfu robe, with snow-white hair, a red waistband, a red belt, and a red lucky charm hanging from his waist. He held one hand in front of him and the other behind his back.

He truly is like a cold and aloof immortal, occupying a place and forming his own system, unapproachable, aloof and distant, cold as frost and ice.

Especially his golden eyes, which seemed to possess an otherworldly coldness, and when he looked at someone, there seemed to be an indescribable emotion deep in his eyes.

His face was different from Agares's cold and hard features, handsome and distinct, and also different from His Majesty's gentle and warm face, as well as Fu Huan's arrogant face with the aura of the sea.

Unlike Hu Xian's delicate yet aggressive face, which resembled a fox, his face was ethereal, lofty and aloof like that of an immortal, just like when Yan Liu pretended to be a fairy without saying a word.

In addition, he is a dragon, a dragon that soars in the nine heavens, making him seem even more like an ethereal being detached from the earth, making people want to pull him down from the high sky, get him covered in mud, and see if he can be grounded.

"Your Excellency Jiang Si, how is Princess Yan Liu?" Cangying saw Jiang Si come out and stare at him without speaking for a long time. He thought something was wrong with Yan Liu, so he went over and asked.

Jiang Si snapped out of her daze. She had been staring at him, studying him, completely mesmerized. But everyone has a love for beauty, and he was a handsome man, so there was no harm in looking at him.

She lied through her teeth and replied to Cangying, "Yanliu is fine, nothing serious, just a little stomach discomfort, she should be fine after some rest."

The ginger slices mean that you have an upset stomach and need to get some blood.

Cangying misheard it as the baby in Yanliu's belly being in danger: "Didn't you treat her?"

Jiang Si exclaimed, "She's been treated, but her body is special; she drank dragon's blood..."

The implication was that the body that had drunk dragon blood was not good for health, so they should quickly get some more dragon blood.

Cangying misinterpreted Jiang Si's words, thinking she was pregnant and had a special condition, and asked, "Can I give her some more dragon blood to drink?"

Jiang Si pretended to be reluctant: "It's okay, I'll give it a try."

Cangying was quite generous; he took out a 1L transparent cup from his own space. He cut open his wrist, placed the cup against his wrist, and collected the blood.

Dragon's blood is an extremely yang substance, highly nourishing.

The willow tree is an extremely yin substance, and drinking more extremely yang substances would be extremely beneficial to her cultivation. In particular, the blood of the two dragons, Bo Jichen and Cangying, which she had drunk since she became an adult, was enough to stabilize her human form, provide her with a continuous source of spiritual power, and make her physically strong.

As long as the major artery on his wrist is cut, whether he is a dragon or a human, the bleeding will be quick and efficient; in no time, a 1L transparent cup will be filled with dragon blood.

Jiang Si licked her lips. To be honest, seeing the dragon blood, so full of power, she wanted to drink some and taste it. But then she thought, she's human, why should she drink blood? If she really got cravings, she would go find Shu Xubai, drink his blood, and gnaw on his flesh.

"Here you go!" Cangying put the lid on the cup and handed it to Jiang Si.

Jiang Si didn't take his cup but instead put it on his left wrist.

Cangying was startled: "Lord Jiang Si, you..."

Jiang Si smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm just treating your wound. After all, you gave my Yanliu her blood to drink, and as a family member, I can't be ungrateful, can I?"

Cangying stopped pulling her hand away, her eyelids slightly lowered: "This is what I should do."

Ginger shreds: "..."

She is good-looking, has a great figure, long legs, is very capable, and has a noble status.

It's a pity he's so stubborn!

It's a pity he's too stubborn!

It's a pity that I believed in fate too much!

Unfortunately, once he made up his mind, he wouldn't change it no matter what others said.

Jiang Si channeled her spiritual power, and the wound on Cangying's wrist instantly healed. She released his hand, took the dragon blood from his hand, and said, "My abilities are limited; I can only heal the surface of your wound. The internal wound still needs to be properly nurtured."

"I thank you for this dragon blood on behalf of my Yanliu. This matter between you and my Yanliu ends here. You don't need to think about it anymore. Nothing happened between you two."

Jiang Si's words reached the ears of the stubborn Golden Dragon Cangying, who successfully misinterpreted them as Yan Liu denying the existence of a dragon egg and denying that she had ever been with him.

She has an upset stomach, and the dragon egg is in danger. She can handle it herself and raise it herself. She can let Lord Jiang Si raise it. She doesn't need his help at all.

With a pale face, Cangying condensed a spiritual energy bead, a spiritual energy ball the size of a luminous pearl, and handed it to Jiang Si: "Please give this to her as well, Lady Jiang Si."

Jiang Si carried the blood in one hand and took the spiritual energy ball in the other. Dragon blood is an extremely yang substance, and so is dragon spiritual energy.

The psychic energy ball was filled with his psychic energy; it was plentiful, abundant, and warm, like a small heater when held in his hand.

Jiang Si held up the white, transparent sphere of spiritual energy and asked him, "How do we use this given to Yan Liu?"

Cangying said, "It can be placed in front of her abdomen to relieve her abdominal discomfort."

Hand warmers!

This is a good idea!

Jiang Si nodded to him: "I understand. You go back and rest. I'll take it to her."

Cangying responded with a "okay," and watched Jiang Si re-enter Yanliu's room. He stood outside the door for a long time, then turned around and knocked on the door of Quanjian's room.

The door opened with a bang, and Quanjian, as if hiding behind it, waited for his High Priest to knock: "What is it, High Priest?"

What about the Eight Trigrams?

Did the High Priest actually have an affair with Yanliu?

You already have a child, why not just get married? Why make such a fuss?

Cangying spoke in a completely calm voice: "Nothing much. A section of the space jump tunnel was destroyed, and the spaceship is temporarily out of commission and unable to perform normal jump operations. I'm going to repair the space jump tunnel now. You'll assist me!"

Quanjian's eyes instantly turned cross-eyed: "I'll be your assistant, High Priest. Have you forgotten that all I can do is eat?"

Cangying glanced at her sideways, said nothing, and walked away.

Quanjian shuddered under his gaze, shivering, and hurriedly followed like a lackey: "High Priest, High Priest, how about I find you two more assistants?"

"not good……"

"Okay, okay, we can't just do all the work and let that ugly Fu Huan be arrogant and domineering with nothing to do."

"That's settled then. Call him over and have him assist you. I've already called him, I've already called him."

Cangying: "..."

Quanjian acted immediately, calling Fu Huan and asking him to come and help repair the space jump tunnel.

Fu Huan refused, and if she didn't comply, she would scold her.

As soon as she started yelling, Fu Huan arrived.

Jiang Yihe and Jiang Yinuo finished drinking their milk. After changing the water, the two children were drinking water when Yan Liu, holding the blood, opened the lid and was about to drink it all when, with a thud, the little green dragon egg that was clinging tightly to her belly fell into the cup.

The little green dragon egg had something on it; it fell into the cup, which was full of blood, but not a single drop spilled out.

"What's going on?" Yan Liu held up her cup, in which the little green dragon egg swayed, swam, and frolicked like a fish in water.

Jiang Si also looked at the cup, and an idea came to her mind: "Goodness, the little green dragon egg not only likes your spiritual power, but also likes Cangying's blood. Why don't we borrow Cangying, this tool dragon, and have him hatch an egg for us?"