The Amnesiac, Sickly Beauty Is Pregnant With My Dragon Cub - Chapter 34.1

Under the white wintersweet tree, Ming Huang was shouldering a hoe, digging and loosening the soil. At that moment, Lu Xuan approached carrying a familiar clay jar and said, “Master, that skeleton spirit has disappeared.”

Ming Huang stood up, resting one hand on her lower back and lightly pounding it twice. “I let it go,” she said.

Seeing the look of confusion on Lu Xuan’s face, Ming Huang smiled. “A few days ago, I asked if it had any unfulfilled wishes from its past life. I let it go so it could continue to seek its destined person.”

Lu Xuan asked doubtfully, “Does Master know who that destined person is?”

Ming Huang curled her lips slightly. “Heaven’s secrets must not be revealed.”

Lu Xuan fell silent and looked up at the sky, which was still shrouded in continuous drizzling rain. “Master, this rain has been falling for half a month now. Why won’t it stop?”

Ming Huang pinched her fingers to calculate and pointed at the sky. “It will clear up immediately.”

As soon as she spoke, the bright, dazzling sun rose from the East, and in the blink of an eye, sunlight flooded the earth.

Lu Xuan asked with a look of wonder, “What exactly is going on?”

Ming Huang laughed. “That little dragon’s estrus period has ended, so naturally, the rain has stopped.”

Lu Xuan was completely baffled. “Didn’t Master say that the evil dragon’s estrus lasts for a full month? This rain hasn’t even lasted a month yet.”

Ming Huang sighed and said, “Perhaps something went wrong.”

A light breeze brushed past, and the petals of the wintersweet flowers fell like snow. Ming Huang knelt down, gathering the petals one by one and scattering them into the freshly dug pit. She said with a smile, “Today can be considered my turn to learn ‘Daiyu Burying the Flowers.'”

Lu Xuan knelt beside Ming Huang, staring intently at her master’s eternally youthful face. Finally, she asked the question that had been troubling her: “Master, I have been dreaming lately. I dream that I am being killed over and over again by a woman who looks exactly like me. What exactly is happening to me?”

Ming Huang’s hand, which was burying the flowers, paused slightly. “A-Xuan, how about Master tells you a story?”

Lu Xuan’s lips curved into a smile; her expression was shy and timid, and even her ears turned red. “Master, I am already so grown up, yet you still want to tell me stories. I…”

Ming Huang pulled Lu Xuan down to sit on the muddy ground. Holding her wrist, she said with a smile, “I’ve raised you by my side since you were small. It’s not like I haven’t told you stories before. Have you forgotten who used to cry and make a scene just to pester me for a bedtime story?”

Lu Xuan pursed her lips. “This disciple… would not dare.”

Ming Huang let out a cold snort. “Not dare? Last night, who was it that took advantage of my sleep to be restless with their hands and feet, waking me up completely?”

Lu Xuan buried her head even lower. “This disciple… this disciple knows her mistake.”

Ming Huang couldn’t help but laugh. “You know your mistake? You know it, but you just won’t change, right?”

Lu Xuan used her tail, which was as soft and smooth as silk, to entwine Ming Huang’s wrist. She gently pulled her into her arms and said softly, “But Master likes it when I treat you like this, don’t you?”

Ming Huang’s waist was wrapped by Lu Xuan’s tail, and she dodged slightly to the side. “You’ve learned bad habits from Cang Lan. You were never like this before.”

Lu Xuan directly picked Ming Huang up in a horizontal carry and placed a shallow kiss on her brow. She gave a punitive pinch to Ming Huang’s waist. “Master is not allowed to mention that dragon in front of me. She only knows how to cause trouble and do bad things. I’ve wanted to give her a good beating for a long time.”

Inside the Dragon Pool, Cang Lan was in a frantic state of panic, pacing back and forth beside the bed. She nearly made the pale-faced Yu Xuanji, who was lying there, dizzy.

Cang Lan’s nose itched, and she let out a sneeze. She rubbed her nose and grumbled, “Which bastard is cursing me?”

Yu Xuanji smiled and propped up her upper body to sit up, but as soon as she raised her head, she was pressed back down by Cang Lan. She said helplessly, “A-Lan, I am truly fine. It is just a normal period, not an injury.”

Cang Lan was still unhappy. she slumped dejectedly against Yu Xuanji’s legs, a mess of nerves. She muttered incessantly, “My tail hasn’t even gone in yet, so why is there bleeding? And… and so much of it.”

Seeing Cang Lan turn pale with fright, Yu Xuanji stroked the top of her head and explained, “It’s a normal phenomenon. Every healthy woman goes through this, and I am no exception. Moreover, it happens once every month. It is a cycle; A-Lan, do not be afraid.”

Cang Lan froze for a moment. She did a rough calculation of the time since she had picked Yu Xuanji up—it had already been over two months. She asked curiously, “But why wasn’t there one last month?”

Yu Xuanji said with a smile, “That was because I was injured. My body believed I did not have the ability to conceive and bear children, so the menstruation disappeared. Now that my body has completely recovered, it will continue to visit.”

Cang Lan suddenly understood and was so happy she almost jumped. “Wife, I understand! That means the injuries on your body have completely healed, right?”

Yu Xuanji smiled. “Mm. You have taken such meticulous care of me every single moment. If there was still no improvement… and…”

Yu Xuanji shifted her tone, looking at Cang Lan with a gentle, expectant gaze. She said softly, “And… if the cycle is stable, it means…”

Cang Lan was so anxious from Yu Xuanji’s hesitance that she began scratching her head. “Wife! What exactly does it mean?”

Yu Xuanji leaned her lips against Cang Lan’s ear and whispered with a smile, “It means I can get pregnant and have a little baby.”

Cang Lan’s golden pupils suddenly slit. Her entire body felt as if it had been doused in hot water; the whole dragon felt like she was about to evaporate. She stammered, “Wi… Wife…”

Yu Xuanji patted her waist. “It’s all because you give me dragon blood to drink every day. I’m almost over-nourished now.”

Hearing this, Cang Lan pinched Yu Xuanji’s chin, intending to kiss her. With a look of joy, she said, “Wife, it seems my dragon blood truly has the power to cure all illnesses and bring the dead back to life. You should drink more.”

Yu Xuanji quickly used both hands to cup Cang Lan’s face and push her back. She shook her head and laughed. “No more, no more. You have already fed me so much blood.”

Seeing Cang Lan’s eager expression to feed her more, Yu Xuanji stroked her own slightly protruding belly and then tenderly touched the corner of Cang Lan’s mouth. She said, “You have given me so much essence blood; I cannot digest it all at once. Besides, your essence blood is not inexhaustible. You will feel pain and become weak, and that makes my heart ache.”

Cang Lan lay her head on Yu Xuanji’s lap, nuzzling her soft belly as lightly as possible. “Wife, I know. I won’t hurt myself.”

Yu Xuanji lowered her eyes, gazing at Cang Lan with a tender look. She smiled. “Mm, listen to me. I am very well now and don’t need you to harm yourself to feed me dragon blood. You don’t have to focus on me in everything; you must take care of yourself too, understand?”

“But Wife,” Cang Lan said cautiously, “I am thick-skinned and sturdy, it doesn’t matter. But you are delicate and fragile; you must be well cared for.”

Yu Xuanji shook her head and leaned down to plant a light kiss on Cang Lan’s forehead. She said softly, “You aren’t allowed to say that. You and I are the same. Is it only I who deserves to be cherished, while you do not?”

Cang Lan opened her mouth, stunned by those words. She forced a smile that looked happy enough and said, “But Wife, for so many years I have been used to being alone. Even if no one cared, it didn’t matter. But now I have a wife; finally, someone cares for me.”

Yu Xuanji turned her head away, her eyes reddening for a moment. The instant Cang Lan looked up at her, she turned her face back. But Cang Lan accurately caught the look in her eyes. Placing a hand behind Yu Xuanji’s head, she leaned in curiously. “Wife, why are you crying?”

“Just now you said you were thick-skinned.” Yu Xuanji untied Cang Lan’s robes, peeling them back layer by layer to reveal the torn scar over her left breast. Her finger slowly pressed against it. “You say you are invulnerable, so where did this scar come from?”

Cang Lan looked embarrassed as she pulled her clothes back together. She lowered her head and stammered, “This… this was a thousand years ago when I first came to the Wilderness. I was targeted by my natural enemy.”

Yu Xuanji was stunned. “Natural enemy? What kind of monster?”

Cang Lan replied, “It was a White-Haired Hou. It is fierce and cunning, and it feeds on dragons. It attacked wanting to eat me. I fought it for hundreds of rounds and nearly died under its claws, almost being disemboweled. Later, I successfully killed it and took two of its fangs as trophies.”

With immense pity, Yu Xuanji stroked Cang Lan’s heart, kissing the hideous scar. She choked out, “Then… why did you keep this scar?”

Cang Lan held Yu Xuanji’s wrist and said, “Naturally, I wouldn’t let that Hou leave any scars on me. However, this scar seems to have been there since the moment I hatched. I don’t know where it came from either.”

Seeing Yu Xuanji staring intently at the scar, Cang Lan thought she found it ugly or was frightened by it. She quickly said, “Does Wife think this scar is too ugly? If Wife doesn’t like it, then I will…”

Before she could finish, Cang Lan was pulled into a tight embrace by Yu Xuanji.

Yu Xuanji proactively kissed her earlobes and cheeks, her soft lips pressing against her forehead, moving along the graceful brow bone to the bridge of her high nose, eventually taking the small black mole on the tip of Cang Lan’s nose into her mouth.

Cang Lan didn’t know why Yu Xuanji was kissing her; she assumed it was out of pity after hearing about her past ordeal.

Embraced so tightly, Cang Lan’s voice was squeezed until it was thin and soft. “Wife, what’s wrong?”

Yu Xuanji shook her head, simply holding Cang Lan and refusing to let go. After a while, she slowly released her.

Cang Lan saw that Yu Xuanji’s eyes were red, as were her nose and eyes. She leaned in affectionately to touch Yu Xuanji’s warm eyelids with her lips and tongue. “I know Wife pities me, but this happened a thousand years ago. Even the deepest scars have healed. Wife doesn’t need to be sad; let it pass.”

Yu Xuanji leaned against Cang Lan’s shoulder and silently moved her lips as if she had something difficult to say, but Cang Lan didn’t notice. She simply nodded. “Mm.”

Cang Lan kissed Yu Xuanji’s soft, fragrant hair and asked, “Wife, I do have a very important question.”

Yu Xuanji lowered her eyelids, her eyes containing a layer of moist mist. “Tell me.”

Cang Lan said doubtfully, “The day I found you, you were seriously injured and on the brink of death, and you lost your memory because of the fall. I have been wondering who could have done such a thing, trying to hunt you down to the very end.”

Yu Xuanji slowly opened her eyes and said softly, “I don’t remember. It was likely an enemy.”

Cang Lan questioned, “An enemy? What kind of person did you offend? You are so gentle and kind; those people must be villains!”

Yu Xuanji shook her head and leaned against Cang Lan’s chest, her gaze fixed on the distance. “I don’t remember.”

Cang Lan said indignantly, “No! I must find the person who tried to kill you! I will tear them into pieces and scatter their ashes!”