Chapter 107 Reunion

"Your Majesty, you are the king and I am your subject. I... dare not overstep my authority."

Fu Xuerong's silver pupils were as cold as the snow velvet flowers on the leaves in winter, and Xia Yanheng seemed to be able to touch the cold and sticky ice flowers.

Slowly, through the temperature of my palms, It seemed to be melting, but suddenly I found that this ice flower was actually so cool.

"Rong'er, are you in pain?" Xia Yanheng hugged her tighter: "Don't worry, I will definitely call the best doctor to treat you."

Fu Xuerong chuckled, self-deprecating and sarcastic: "Your Majesty's decision will never be wrong."

"Sorry, Rong'er."

Xia Yanheng held the person in his arms and asked his subordinates to take Xia Yu'an from his arms.

Grievances, endless grievances.

Fu Xuerong buried her head in Xia Yanheng's arms, a tear falling from the corner of her slightly curled eyes.

The pain in her abdomen constantly reminded Fu Xurong of the fact that their child was gone...

Even though she already knew that this pregnancy was unstable, at this moment, Fu Xuerong's body was still shaking slightly with grief.

Fortunately... fortunately... he still has their An'er, his most beloved youngest son.

But Fu Xuerong suppressed all these emotions in his heart. He should not shed another tear for this man.

After returning to the Demon Palace, Fu Xuerongliu fell asleep due to exhaustion.

Xia Yanheng watched as the best doctor of the demon clan finished treating Fu Xurong.

"How is it?!"

"Your Majesty, General Xue Rong had a miscarriage and is weak. He needs to rest well." The magic doctor wrote a prescription filled with rare and precious herbs for nourishing the body.

Xia Yanheng held Xia Yu'an in one hand and took it with the other hand: "Thank you."

Xia Yuan blinked in her father's arms.

Alas, it seems that this "brother" is destined to have nothing to do with me!

But it’s hard for Dad.

Alas, father, you are such a jerk in this life!

Xia Yanheng held Xia Yuan in his arms and sat in front of the sleeping Fu Xuerong, ruffling Fu Xuerong's hair with his slender fingers.

Rongrong is still in a coma now. How should I face him when he wakes up?

He was afraid that Fu Xuerong would not wake up, and he was also afraid of showing disappointment in Fu Xuerong's snow-like eyes.

"An'er, you said, Daddy is wrong?"

[You are wrong, of course you are wrong, you take fantasy as reality and don't cherish the person in front of you! ]

[Alas, people always think that what they can’t get is the best, and only when they lose it do they know how to cherish it! ]

Xia Yanheng used a towel to wipe away the sweat from Fu Xurong's forehead, and he always felt a pain in his heart.

If...if it weren't for him, Rongrong wouldn't have suffered like this, and their child might still be alive.

Xia Yanheng held Fu Xuerong's hand and called him softly, "Rongrong."

The past scenes reappeared, the snowy day when Fu Xuerong and he first met, the moment when they talked and laughed together about the survival of the demon clan, and the scene when they fought against the enemy together on the battlefield...

Fu Xuerong's heroic figure is still vivid in my mind.

Such a stubborn and proud person was actually willing to be his concubine and give birth to so many children for him.

But he, for his own selfish reasons, threw Fu Xuerong into the dungeon, just because he didn't trust him, misunderstood him, and became angry.

But these days, everything has been worrying him. What he hates most is actually his own powerlessness.

Xia Yanheng put Fu Xurong's hand to his lips, kissed him gently, and called his name.

However, the first thing Fu Xuerong did when he woke up was to coldly withdraw his hand.

"Hello." He struggled to sit up and stretched out his hand to his subordinates: "Help me up."

"yes."

Fu Xuerong had just had a miscarriage and was still recovering from a serious illness. With the help of Qu Rong, she lifted the quilt and slowly walked down.

Xia Yanheng looked at his back: "Rongrong..."

Fu Xuerong ruthlessly broke the hand he extended.

"Your Majesty's dragon bed is not worthy of Xue Rong."

There was not a single ripple in the voice.

He would rather Fu Xuerong was angry with him and blamed him than be so cold and heartless.

"Rong'er!"

Xia Yanheng pulled Fu Xuerong, however, Fu Xuerong was so determined, Xia Yanheng quickly walked up to him, stopped him, knelt on one knee in front of Fu Xuerong, and hugged his waist.

As the Demon Lord, now the Demon King, Xia Yanheng has never kneeled to anyone.

Except for one time when he was seriously injured on the battlefield and had to support himself with his sword on the ground, he was still strong and unyielding, like a blood demon. No one dared to approach him within three miles.

And now, he has the same attitude as before, but it is not for the common people in the demon world, but for the love of his life.

Xia Yu'an's inner voice made him understand that it was really not Rongrong. He had been blaming Rongrong wrongly and wasted his feelings.

Listening to An'er's talk about the chaotic and tragic future of him and Rongrong, he didn't want that to happen.

He wants to pamper Rongrong and love him well. He wonders if it is not too late and whether he can change the future.

"Your Majesty, you...don't be like this..." Fu Xurong was stunned. Facing Xia Yanheng like this, she hesitated instead. There was a rare kind of adorable ignorance in her, and it was obvious that she didn't know how to respond.

Fortunately, at this moment, a subordinate came in to report, breaking the atmosphere in the room that made Fu Xurong feel uneasy.

It turned out that the people guarding the Demon Palace were negligent, which led to outsiders entering, and all the details have been discovered.

However, the instigator, Ye Fan, had already escaped.

[As expected of the protagonist, he can make everyone fall in love with him, even the subordinates of the Demon Palace who finally defeated the Demon Emperor, who risked their lives to help him dress up and let him in. ]

【This is a popular attribute! 】

Xia Yanheng: So Ye Fan is the protagonist of this world? No wonder he can't help but be concerned about him and feel sorry for Rongrong.

It was his fault. From now on, he would be extra nice to Rongrong and try his best to suppress his inner demons!

Even Xia Yu'an didn't know that in his father's eyes, the protagonist Ye Fan had become a "demon in his heart" that his father wanted to stay away from.

White moonlight and white rice, the difference is just two words, the difference is huge!

Xia Yanheng summoned all the people involved, and the Demon Emperor exerted his full power. Those subordinates knelt on the ground, trembling in fear as they waited for their fate.

"Do you know the consequences of pretending to obey but secretly disobeying, and deceiving those below you and deceiving your superiors?!"

"Someone, send him to hell!"

That is the most severe dungeon of the demon clan, where there is no chance of survival.

All the demon generals involved have been dragged away, leaving only a few people and Xia Yanheng's trusted officials in the room.

Xia Yanheng looked at Fu Xuerong beside him and said:

"Demon Consort Fu Xuerong is officially given the title of Xue and promoted to...Demon Queen..."

"I don't want to be the Snow Queen, I want to be a general." However, Fu Xurong interrupted.

"What's so good about being a general, Rong'er? Do you reject me so much?"

"Rong'er, are we going to deny everything that has happened between us over the years just because of this one incident?"

"Your Majesty, it's not that I'm angry, it's just that Xue Rong really doesn't need it."

"Rong'er..."

The more Fu Xuerong said this, the more sorry Xia Yanheng felt.

I felt so sorry for him that I felt a sharp pain in my chest.

"Please don't push me."

"Oh, all right."

"But, no matter what, from now on, you are the only one in the Demon Palace."

"That's my promise to you."

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The grass is green and the birds are singing. In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

The little prince of the demon clan, Xia Yu'an, has grown into a child who can go to school.

Xia Yu'an is naughty, cute, and extremely smart. She is pampered in the Demon Palace and is spoiled to the skies by her two fathers and two brothers.

However, there are still false rumors in the demon world.

I heard that Xia Yuan’s mother has fallen out of favor!

Not only did the king dislike his mother, he also did not appoint a queen for many years. He also appointed his mother as a general and required her to fight on the battlefield every day.

But the young noble demon friends who followed Xia Yu'an every day certainly didn't think so.

Xia Yu'an is smart, pretty and cute. They are the young master's loyal followers!

On a snowy day, Xia Yu'an was helped by the palace servants to put on a snow-white fur coat and go out "hunting" with his friends.

"Hey, that little rabbit, don't let him run away!"

Xia Yu'an pointed at the fleeing figure in the distance and said.

"Your Highness, what should we do?"

"Chase! It's so agile, it must not be an ordinary rabbit! Or rather, it's not a rabbit! It transformed into a rabbit just to confuse others!"

If it was a real little rabbit, I would not chase it. This kind of prey has no fighting power and is not worth chasing. I chased this prey just to see its true appearance!

"Your Highness, what should we do? There is a snow slope over there, and there is a ditch in between. We can't get through!"

"Hey, look at me, this is easy, use this!"

Xia Yuan looked up and saw the "willow branches" hanging down from the trees above.

This is a tree from the demon world. It can bloom even in winter and its branches are like silk threads.

"Use... this? Use willow branches to make a rope and build a bridge to walk across?" The little follower scratched his head.

"No, it's done with a swaying knife!"

Perhaps because he has been a child for too long in this life, Xia Yuan's thinking has become childish.

This is fun!

"Ah——" the little follower suddenly realized.

"Your Highness is wise!"

"Your Highness is great!"

"Your Highness is so smart!"

"Ahhh——" However, the next moment, Xia Yuan couldn't brake the car after he drifted over, and was about to crash into the hard snow pile opposite.

At this moment, a tall snow-white figure suddenly appeared from the opposite tree, slowly fell down, the wind blocked the moon, and the snow fluttered back to catch Xia Yu'an.

The young man was about half a body taller than Xia Yu'an, and looked to be five or six years older. He had long snow-white hair draped over his shoulders, with the ends of his hair lifting up tiny specks of snow.

The boy's pupils were silver and his face was stern. He hugged Xia Yu'an and uttered a soft sound.

However, the impact of Xia Yu'an was so great that he rushed into the boy's arms, and they both fell into the snow.

Xia Yu'an struggled to stand up and lay on top of the boy, staring at him.

[Ah, who is this? So pretty!]