Chapter 526: Crystallization of Love
Translator: Paperplane, _Lunaelle, Zen.o.bys
As the blue fox watched the golden dragon streak towards Liu Rushuang, it was not difficult to hear the faint dejection in his crisp voice, “Thank you for the demon pill, Fire Phoenix—I now remember the past, and I’ll visit you when I have the time.”
With those words, he left swiftly.
Liu Rushuang turned to find a single streak of blue light bounding into the distance and becoming ever smaller, and soon disappeared in a flash.
Aside from being slightly emotional towards Nangong Ba’s parting, however, she felt nothing else.
‘May you find your other half who cherishes you…’ Liu Rushuang offered her silent blessing.
The golden dragon twirled to a.s.sume human form. Now, Han Moze’s appearance was several times more imposing, though his sharp eyes twitched in slight unease as he called out tenderly, “Fire Phoenix.”
Liu Rushuang turned to find Han Moze in front of her, her stunningly beautiful eyes widening just then—the Golden Scales of the celestial realm had returned.
That imposing and overbearing genius of the Cangling Academy… a prodigy who only appears once every ten thousand years has returned!
The Golden Scales who had mesmerized thousands of G.o.ddesses in the celestial realm had returned!
The Golden Scales who had protected her so many times in the celestial realm had returned!
A slight redness appeared in Liu Rushuang’s crystalline gaze then, and a smile unwittingly appeared on her lips as she whispered, “Ze. I want you to promise me—you won’t ever leave me for the rest of our lives.”
Han Moze’s uneasy heart seemed to find rest then, and his lips arced into a perfect smile as he reached out and gathered Rushuang into his arms. He then whispered gently into her ears, breathing out a warm gust of air as he did, “I will stay with you eternally, Fire Phoenix, treasuring you for perpetuity, till death do us part.”
Liu Rushang returned his embrace, a smile of perfect beauty showing on her cheeks.
…
Two months later.
The garden was a bright, fresh color at noon.
“Are you sick, sister? Why are you puking non-stop?”
Little White Flower could not help asking worriedly, furrowing her brow curiously as she watched Liu Rushuang retching and holding her hand over her mouth.
Liu Rushuang’s heart tightened then. Could it be a side effect of the demon pill?
Nonetheless, she made a strong face and smiled at Little White Flower after she was done, saying, “I’m alright. I just need a nap and I’ll be fine.”
Little White Flower breathed a sigh of relief, but persuaded her with concern, “You should take a nap right now then, sis.”
Liu Rushuang nodded. Smiling, she left with Qing’er, though she kept her napkin beside her lips and kept retching without end, feeling absolutely unbearable.
The essence of the demon pill had been extracted through thorough refinement, and logically speaking, there should not be any problems at all.
“Shall I call for a physician, milady?” Qing’er frowned tightly as she studied Liu Rushuang.
Liu Rushuang promptly stopped her, however, saying, “It’s alright. I know my body—I don’t need a doctor for now.”
Having no choice, Qing’er quietly escorted her mistress for a sit down at the Fallen Phoenix Palace.
Later in the afternoon, Han Moze arrived for lunch as well.
However, Liu Rushuang could no longer hold it in at the sight of the food on the table, and retched in disgust.
His sharp brows promptly knitted together, Han Moze reached out to examine her pulse, and his expression quickly eased. A smile soon appeared on his lips as he exclaimed in delight, “You’re pregnant with our child, Shuang’er!”
Liu Rushuang’s eyes widened in surprise, and she placed a hand over a belly—it was only half a while that she accepted that as the truth, and beamed, “That’s wonderful, Ze.”
And with that, she started retching uncontrollably again.
The sight of Liu Rushuang suffering left Han Moze a little displeased with that little existence in her belly—if the rascal would torment their mother even while she carried it, how much worse would it get after it was born?
Breathing a quiet sigh, he promptly went to his desk, wrote a medicinal recipe for natal care and ordered someone to brew it.
That child belonged to him and Fire Phoenix, a crystallization of their love—there was no other way than protecting and cheris.h.i.+ng them.