(The order of worlds is not fixed. This novel is essentially a feel-good story, so please be kind, dear readers.)
After Bai Yuzhi died from an illness, she was bound to a system and gained a ...
The insignificant strength in the white jade hand was not enough to push the Yin Fu phase, a humanoid weapon capable of tearing a starship apart with bare hands.
So when he made his move for the first time, Yin Fuxiang just stared blankly at Bai Yuzhi's slender white hands.
But when she opened her eyes filled with anger and fragility and pushed Yin Fuxiang again, the tears in her eyes made Yin Fuxiang step back at a loss, as if he had been pushed by Bai Yuzhi.
Yin Fuxiang looked at the tears streaming down her pointed chin and wanted to wipe them away but was dodged.
Bai Yuzhi is the kind of person who won't care about anything when she makes a fuss. Even if there are many researchers standing here, it won't delay her from doing anything.
"Don't cry."
Yin Fuxiang didn't understand why Mi Jialan was so resistant to his touch, but Bai Yuzhi's strong reaction made him dare not do anything else.
I can only use pale words to try to calm Mi Jialan's emotions.
"Don't cry."
I said this sentence twice, but it still had no effect.
Bai Yuzhi once again stared at him with that expression that made Yin Fuxiang tremble with fear, as if trying to capture some useful information from his face.
"I guessed it. What are you going to do with me and this child?"
Almost every word was pronounced with caution.
This made Yin Fuxiang feel as if his heart was being cut by a knife.
Why would his own Mi Jialan look at him with such an expression, making Bai Yuzhi think that he would hurt her? This in itself was a fatal blow to Yin Fuxiang.
He approached again, but was still rejected, so he could only use half of his snake tail to tentatively circle the white jade ankle until he was also thrown away.
Yin Fuxiang's inner restlessness was almost uncontrollable, and the ground around him even began to shake slightly, and the bottles and jars on the table made clinking sounds.
This was a sign that Yin Fuxiang was about to fall into a riot. Almost everyone was crawling on the ground and trembling, fearing that they would accidentally make their majesty go crazy.
But Bai Yuzhi was not afraid at all, because this was her purpose.
When the situation was at a critical point, Bai Yuzhi finally spoke and broke the stalemate.
"You heard it, there's no chance this child will inherit your genes, so you see, you will continue to face the pain of genetic unrest."
Her cruel words pierced Yin Fuxiang's heart like a sharp knife, but she didn't hesitate at all: "He is just like me, there is no value in using him."
Yin Fuxiang's chest heaved violently, and a strange red hue appeared around his eyes. "Why?"
Why do you think so?
Why can't I see his feelings clearly?
Obviously, all his love had been given to her, but Mi Jialan didn't understand.
She was doubting her feelings for her and the child, wondering if she would abandon them because she couldn't suppress the genetic unrest.
But how is that possible? Mi Jialan's existence itself is the supreme reward for him, not to mention that she can give birth to a child who is related to him by blood.
Yin Fuxiang didn't know how to describe his feelings when he saw the detection ring light up. It made his originally calm heart feel like it was facing a raging storm.
It felt like he smelled the scent of Mijia Lan during the most painful genetic riot, causing the silent mountains to tremble and collapse, gushing out the hottest magma from the ground.
"No reason, because you nobles have always treated me like this."
Bai Yuzhi's words were not understated, and were even filled with resentment. She never concealed her emotions. Desire was desire, and hatred was hatred.
Such strong emotions were originally the most vivid and moving thing that Yin Fuxiang had never seen before, but now, it has become a sharp knife that can take his life.
The sweetness and pain that I had never tasted before were now witnessed in a young girl.
This is the taste of love, but Yin and Yang enjoy it very much.
For the first time, he began to doubt whether he should have always ignored those parasite-like nobles. The consequence of letting them do whatever they wanted was that his Mi Jialan was treated so coldly in a corner he didn't know about.
Not only that, the reason why Mi Jialan resisted his touch so much was also because of the reckless video communication between those nobles.
Yin Fuxiang now didn't think about the reason at all. Bai Yuzhi's cold and wary attitude towards him was Bai Yuzhi's own decision. He only knew that if it weren't for those damn nobles, his Mi Jialan should be lying obediently in his arms now.
Maybe it was her snuggling against him with her snow-white skin, or maybe it was her gazing at him with her beautiful eyes.
After all, it wouldn't be as fragile and unfamiliar as it is now, which broke his heart.
It shouldn't be like this.
Mi Jialan was born to be cherished by everyone in the world, instead of seeking his protection with a cold shell and fierce reactions like now.
That’s right, in Yin Fuxiang’s eyes, even though Bai Yuzhi’s actions could be described as outrageous, he could still see her uneasiness.
She was afraid that someone would hurt her and her child.
The source of her fear was those shameless nobles.
Yin Fuxiang finally no longer felt that everything was unimportant. His Mi Jialan was back, so he should naturally give her the world she wanted to see.
At the very least, she must never allow anything that scares her to exist in this world.
Yin Fuxiang was tempted to kill, but the genetic fluctuations at the threshold slowly subsided, as if there was something that he could not feel for the time being that soothed him.
But Yin Fuxiang didn't notice this, because he was only thinking about comforting Bai Yuzhi.
No genetic riot could make Yin Fu feel more painful than Bai Yuzhi's words.
"Don't be afraid, it won't happen again in the future."
This was a promise that weighed more than a thousand mountains. Yin Fuxiang turned over his palm, and a round scale as big as his entire palm appeared on his palm.
The golden lines on the scales dimmed as they were peeled off, and there was a hint of blood on the edges of the scales.
Yin Fuxiang threaded the soft part of the tail scale that was peeled off from his upper body onto a red rope, and handed it to Bai Yuzhi.
"These are the hardest scales on my body, capable of penetrating any protective metal. If anyone dares to approach you, the scales will attack."
This is the only reverse scale on the tail of his body. Once it is peeled off, it will not regenerate for half a year. However, this is also his sharpest and most important part, so even if the scale is peeled off, he will not lose control of it.
Yin Fuxiang handed Ni Lin to Bai Yuzhi and said that from now on, anyone who rebelled would be killed by her personally.
No matter where she is, even if Yin Fuxiang is not by her side, she will kill all the kings, princes, generals, traitors and thieves.
This was Yin Fuxiang's silent waiting. He personally gave himself to Bai Yuzhi.