Chapter 94 The Gift of Roses
——The rose blooming in the smell of blood is often the most gentle gift of fate.
The underground torture chamber was always filled with a strong smell of blood that could not be suppressed even by disinfectant. The traitor in front of the rack was no longer recognizable as a human. Blood dripped along his broken skin, blooming into dark red flowers on the ground.
He was once a senior official in charge of shipping for the Mo family, but now he was bribed by Victor and secretly changed the freighter's route. If A Tai hadn't intercepted it in time, Mo Xiaohan would have lost two freighters loaded with arms.
Mo Xiaohan sat in an armchair with a cigar burning between his fingertips. He raised his chin, and the executioner immediately pressed the red-hot iron on the traitor's shoulder blade.
"ah--!!!"
Amidst the shrill screams, Ruan Xingchen suddenly covered his mouth, and a severe nausea surged in his stomach.
"Ugh..." Cold sweat instantly soaked her back. She staggered back two steps, holding onto the cold stone wall and began to retch.
Mo Xiaohan immediately waved his hand to stop the torture, stood up and crushed the cigar on the traitor's wound, causing another scream.
He strode forward and supported her: "What's wrong?"
Ruan Xingchen shook her head and was about to speak, but she suddenly pushed him away and rushed out of the dungeon, lying on the sink in the corridor and retching. Acid bile burned her throat, and she looked up, gasping for breath, and saw her pale face in the mirror.
Mo Xiaohan followed her and gently stroked her trembling back with his palm: "Are you too tired lately?"
Ruan Xingchen suddenly froze. She remembered her period had been two weeks late, her recent inexplicable sleepiness, and the unusual nausea she felt right now...
"Xiao Han." She grabbed his hand, her voice trembling, "I might be... pregnant..."
Mo Xiaohan's pupils shrank slightly, and his gaze fell on her still flat belly. After thirty seconds of dead silence, he picked her up and told A Tai, "Go to the hospital." There was a tremor in his voice that he himself didn't even notice.
When Mo Xiaohan received the five-week pregnancy report, he froze in place, dazed as if in a dream. This Southeast Asian tyrant, always ruthless, didn't even dare to breathe too hard.
After a long time, he slowly knelt on one knee, and gently stroked Ruan Xingchen's flat belly with his trembling palm, where a small life was growing.
"Our child." He looked up at her, his dark pupils churning with emotions he had never felt before. "Xingxing...we have a child."
Ruan Xingchen stroked his cheek with worry in his eyes: "But this child born in the dark world..."
"Because you were born on the Dark Throne, you must become the most powerful being." Mo Xiaohan gently stroked her abdomen, his voice low and firm, "I will make him understand from a young age that kindness is a luxury, and power and strength are the laws of survival."
He stood up and held her in his arms, kissing the top of her head. "I will crush Victor and other threats before the child is born. Anyone who dares to covet him will pay the price."
Ruan Xingchen leaned against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and suddenly chuckled: "What if it's a girl? Should I teach her these things too?"
"I need to teach her more." Mo Xiaohan gently kissed the corner of her lips, "I want her to become the most dazzling night pearl in Southeast Asia, and make everyone kneel before her throne."
"Okay." Ruan Xingchen put her arms around his neck and whispered, "No matter what the future holds, we'll protect him together."
Late at night, Ruan Xingchen stood in front of the French window in her bedroom, gazing out. The neon lights in the distance blurred into a gentle halo. Mo Xiaohan embraced her from behind, his palms gently resting on her belly.
"Have you thought of a name?" Ruan Xingchen leaned in his arms and asked softly.
"The boy's name will be Mo Jinchen." He kissed the top of her head, "The ember fire is rekindled, and the dust light will never go out."
Ruan Xingchen turned around and looked at him: "What if it's a girl?"
"Your last name is Ruan." He bit her ear. "Ruan Zhaoxi, morning dew and morning light, clean and bright."
She suddenly laughed out loud: "The Dark Emperor actually gave his child such a 'light' name?"
"Because you are my light." He whispered against her forehead, "Ever since you gave me cookies when I was ten years old..."
He lowered his head and kissed her lips. All the unfinished words and surging emotions were lost in this gentle and passionate kiss.
In this world of blood and fire, a new life is quietly conceived, carrying with it all the love and protection of its parents, as well as the crown and scepter it is born with.
——Born in darkness, there is no need to fear darkness. Being the abyss itself, there is no need for anyone's approval.
This pure "shadow" will redefine what "light" is.
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