My Son Has Nine Dads

Du Chengli's baby swallowed the spiritual energy that Du Chengli had accumulated with great difficulty, and his plan to forcibly land in the Water Lily Galaxy failed. He thought that lump in his stomach was a troublemaker.

Make trouble for him again and again.

Forty-One: "Don't say that! That's your son! Isn't it only natural for you to feed it a few mouthfuls?"

Du Chengli: "We will be close to the Water Lily Galaxy in three days."

Forty-One: "President, have you forgotten you are the empress now? Of course, you can go to the emperor's back garden. Why are you doing illegal immigration!"

Du Chengli thinks it makes sense. Although it is troublesome to have a relationship with others, since he and Huo Ze have a relationship, it will save things from getting more problematic.

Du Chengli got up from the bed, changed his clothes and went to Huo Ze.

He was on the top floor of the airship. Although the fourth floor was beautifully furnished, the top floor, reserved for royal family members, was more retro and luxurious. At first glance, he thought it was a star palace, not an airship in space.

Du Chengli didn't care about these things, but he was greeted by the intelligent home as soon as he left the suite. They were directly connected to Huo Ze's optical brain and formed a dark blue three-dimensional image - Huo Ze stared at him through the phantom, "Chengli, are you awake? Wait for me a moment, and I'll come over."

Du Chengli said: "It's okay. If it's convenient for you, I'll go find you."

Huo Ze's voice was gentle but unquestionable: "You are still very weak, don't move around. Lie down obediently, and I will come to you right away."

Du Chengli was not used to it, so he nodded and said, "Yes".

Four ones: "Wow, President, someone treats you like a flower. You are so lucky."

Du Chengli: "My name is Du."

Four ones: "The surname Huo is also good, hehe."

Du Chengli: "Quiet."

Du Chengli didn't feel weak, so naturally, he wouldn't lie down obediently but walk around in the emperor's suite.

This is just a temporary room, and there won't be too many personal belongings of Huo Ze. Still, there is a classical oil painting hanging on the simulated fireplace in the hall - the painting of a grand royal wedding, and the main characters are Huo Ze and him. The two hold hands, look at each other and smile. The picture is solemn and beautiful.

Du Chengli stopped and looked at it quietly for a while.

As if detected by a program nearby, a beam of light and shadow suddenly lit up, covering the oil painting. It is the same theme as the oil painting, the wedding of the empress, but this is a holographic image.

Unlike oil paintings, in this kind of video, the picture is more precise, and the sweet happiness on their faces is about to overflow the dimension.

"I love you."

"I love you too, forever."

After the final confession, the two kissed affectionately together.

After Du Chengli finished looking, his heart beat faster.

Forty-One: "President, you look so pretty when you smile."

Du Chengli: "Yes."

Forty-One: "President, it turns out that you are married, and you look quite happy."

Du Chengli: "Yes."

Forty-One: "President, since you guys love each other, why did you fake death and make him wait thirty years? Isn't it a bit cruel?"

Du Chengli: "It's a bit."

Forty-One: "It's not a bit abusive. It's mainly because the president is particularly irresponsible. Unsurprisingly, others do this, but I don't believe you would do such a shameless thing."

It's responsible. Since you are in love and married, even if it's because of a mission, you shouldn't abandon your partner and walk away.

Du Chengli also didn't believe that he would do such a thing.

For a long time, even if he didn't get a high score on the tasks he had done, he must have handled them perfectly without leaving any gaps. It doesn't make sense that after he becomes eight people, his temperament will change drastically. After all, he just reshaped his body and soul separately and did not reincarnate to change his personality.

Every avatar is the original him. If someone in the avatar does something terrible, it can only show that he has this part in his character, and it just happens to be stimulated.

When Du Chengli doubted his character for the second time, Huo Ze returned.

When Huo Ze saw him standing in front of the oil painting of the big wedding, he was fascinated and couldn't help but feel moved. He took a few steps over, hugged his empress into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Why didn't you lie down and rest? Why is your body so weak? I can't even sense the spiritual energy in your body."

Du Chengli felt a crisp and itchy ear, but he could hear it clearly, and he could sense his spirit energy.

Therefore, Huo Ze is indeed not a mortal.

This was further confirmed after Huo Ze let go of him.

Huo Ze made a bowl of tea for Du Chengli. The fire boiled the tea in his palm, and the fragrance was familiar.

Immortal cultivators have their real natal fire, and only high-level cultivators can get it at their fingertips. This tea is the unique spiritual continuation tea in the world, which can improve the efficiency of absorbing and accumulating spiritual energy.

Du Chengli had prepared a lot of this kind of tea before. After all, he often had to travel to and from different planes, many small worlds with light spirit energy.

When the spiritual qi bottomed out before, Du Chengli thought about drinking this tea for tonic, but he found nothing in his space ring.

Forty-One: "I said you don't mean to give all the contents inside to your husband, do you?"

Du Chengli: "Have you seen the true colour of his life?"

Forty-One: "I didn't pay attention, isn't the point is the tea?"

Du Chengli: "It's black."

Forty-One: "He is a demon cultivator? I thought it was the president who brought him to cultivate immortality."

Du Chengli almost thought that was the case, but things seemed more complicated.

After a few words, Huo Ze had already boiled the tea and delivered it to Du Chengli, "You left me so much, I can't finish it."

He was afraid that he would lose all his memory after drinking.

Du Chengli was drinking tea, warm currents surging in his body. He closed his eyes in comfort and asked, "What else did I leave to you?"

Huo Ze sat beside him, hugged him, and said indiscriminately, "Have you forgotten?"

Du Chengli squeezed the space between his eyebrows and said honestly: "I forgot. My memory is messed up, and I haven't sorted it out yet."

Huo Ze frowned. He didn't expect such a reply, but after thinking about it, Du Chengli's expression and attitude in the past few days were a little strange. Although at first, he thought it was Du Chengli who couldn't let go of the incident back then, to be honest, Du Chengli's personality seemed to have returned likes many years ago when the two first met.

His eyes narrowed dangerously: "How could this be?"

Du Chengli was still leaning in his arms, without opening his eyes, and said calmly, "It's a long story." Usually, this would end his words, but since the other party is his husband, he should say more.

So he added: "It's not a big deal. It will recover after a while."

Huo Ze could hear that he didn't want to talk more, so he didn't press the question, and his tight lips were drawn into a line. However, after a while, he asked another question: "Who is the child's father? Don't you remember?"

Du Chengli opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and said, "Isn't it you?"

Huo Ze's eyes were deep and unfathomable, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he smiled darkly: "Of course it's me."

Du Chengli heaved a sigh of relief; if it wasn't Huo Ze's, other avatars also caused trouble. It is possible to get married and have children, get pregnant out of wedlock, or even have a one-night affair.

In comparison, getting married and having children at least seems less unacceptable.

He can still salvage his character.

Du Chengli said softly, "That's good."

Although these three words were in a low voice, many fell into Huo Ze's ears.

Whatever his empress said, that's fine. It's Huo Ze's child; Du Chengli said, "That's fine". This means that no matter what Du Chengli has done in the past thirty years, at least he only has Huo Ze in his heart, and he is the only one.

Huo Ze is also addicted to this sweetness mixed with poison and medicine. This makes him unable to extricate himself. He couldn't help pulling Du Chengli over, leaned over and kissed him forcefully.

Du Chengli was caught off guard, his empty dantian was still digesting the Xuling tea just now, and his whole body was lazy. Even if he didn't drink tea, the state of the two of them is very different, and he can't resist the opponent's attack at all.

Kissing is very strange to Du Chengli, but the peculiar thing is that when the other party almost domineeringly pried open his lips and teeth, he did not feel weird or resist. Huo Ze's breath and the tip of his tongue swept over like conquering a city as if trying to tear him apart.

Just when he thought that the other party would do more things unfamiliar but familiar to him, Huo Ze stopped. Before stopping, Huo Ze bit him, sighing in anger and resignation.

Du Chengli licked the blood on his lips in confusion.

"You are pregnant now, and your body is not suitable." Huo Ze, just halfway through speaking, saw his empress licking his lips and teasing him, the scorching heat just pressed down in his lower abdomen rose even higher, almost burning all his sanity, and he wanted to penetrate him with all his heart. He wants to do it every night like before.

But not now, at least not yet.

Du Chengli glanced at him, "Uncomfortable?"

Huo Ze shook his head, kissed him on the forehead restrainedly, then turned and left, "I'm going to take a shower."

Du Chengli was in a little daze and didn't quite understand the way the couple got along.

He agreed to make up for Huo Ze for the thirty years of absence.

Forty-One: "What just happened?"

Du Chengli: "Nothing."

Forty-One: "Liar, I saw him rushing over, President!"

Du Chengli: "But nothing happened."

Forty-One: "Ah, he can endure it after 30 years? Could it be that the parts are injured?"

Du Chengli: "Shut up."