What! Naxiu, you are pregnant! "

In Tree Snake City, palaces are layered upon layer. Shulot stood in the side hall of the living room, his eyes widened, and he was shocked to see the "little fox" Naxiu who was kneeling on the ground. But when he stared at Naxiu's slightly bulging belly, he couldn't deny the fact that he became a father again!

"How could this be so! Naxiu, aren't you...wouldn't you be pregnant?"

"Your Highness...my master...I..."

Na Xiufu knelt on the ground, her body trembling slightly. She knew that she had no way to hide it, and she had to face the king's choice and meet the unpredictable fate. She bit her pale red lips, lowered her head and answered softly, without any concealment.

"I...before I served Your Highness, the priestesses did not deprive me of the ability to be a woman, but just let me take the comfrey juice for contraception...Last autumn, when I served you, I didn't take comfrey juice..."

Speaking of this, Naxiu's hands and feet were trembling. For some reason, when she graduated from the temple, the priestesses of the temple did not feed her excessive temple medicine soup, poisonous silver liquid of the earth mother, as they did to other shadow slaves, so as to permanently sterilize her. She knew that the consequences of using those drugs would be that her life expectancy would be greatly reduced and her body would be extremely weak.

Before she served His Highness, the High Priest's order was to take comfrey juice regularly to block menstrual events and maintain contraception. The juice of comfrey is the coldest, and if taken for too long, it will permanently lose fertility. She obediently took comfrey juice for more than a year, until the high priest suddenly went to the Kingdom of God...

The shackles of the slave in her heart were gradually opened in front of the unusual and unusually warm Highness, like ice melting under the sun and seeds sprouting in the soil. And the strong desire for women gradually overwhelmed the inner struggle. Finally, she quietly stopped taking comfrey juice, and after three months, she resumed normal menstruation. The next thing is to count the days, and spend the whole night with His Highness on the map of the world, several times in a row...

Chaotic thoughts flashed through Naxiu's mind, making her fearful and yearning at the same time. In the end, she finally mustered up the courage to fly moths into the flames, looked at her beloved and only His Highness with all her eyes, and begged.

"Your Highness, I can conceive...I want to give you a child!..."

"Ah! Pregnancy...give me a child..."

Hearing this, Shulot pursed his lips tightly, his mood fluctuating. The fact that the shadow slave was not sterilized was naturally not due to the negligence of the priestess, but must have been arranged by the grandfather. Perhaps, in his grandfather's heart, he still hopes that he can spread branches and leaves for the family.

"my child!..."

At this moment, Shulot stared at Naxiu's bright eyes, feeling confused for a moment. With the determination to dedicate everything, the moth rushes to the flame of her love, even though she is afraid, she still desires from the heart. It wasn't until this time that Xiulot realized his true intentions.

"I am different from the great nobles of this era. I have never really regarded Naxiu as a shadow slave or a tool. I regard her as a woman I love and give her room to care and grow. The seeds germinated in the soil and slowly grew into a big tree. She also slowly grew into a complete woman who loves me..."

Shulot lowered his eyes, his thoughts gradually became clear. After a while, he opened his eyes and asked calmly.

"Naxiu, how long have you been pregnant?"

"Your Highness, I... am pregnant...for four months..."

"Four months? Why are you telling me now!"

"I..."

Naxiu pressed her head tightly to the ground, feeling the coldness of the stone bricks in the hall. She didn't know how to answer, and she didn't even understand why she kept procrastinating until now to report to His Highness.

There was silence in the hall, and after a while, Naxiu repeated in a low voice with tears in her voice.

"Your Highness, I want to give you a child!...Just give birth to one, one of your children! Even if you die after giving birth..."

"Nasu...Nasu..."

Shulot closed his eyes and remained silent, thinking about the follow-up arrangements. There was no sound in the hall again, like dead silence.

Eckart lowered his head and stared at his toes, as if he wanted to see the flowers. He waited for a long time before asking in a low voice.

"Patriarch, what should we do next?"

Xiulot was silent for a moment, feeling a little guilty in his heart. The relationship between the alliance and the kingdom is at its most intimate and sensitive time. At this time, if an illegitimate child appears and is known to King Avit, there will definitely be no good results.

"A qualified king needs to distinguish between reality and desire... The overall situation of the kingdom is my responsibility..."

Hearing this sentence, Eckart raised his eyebrows and nodded. With murderous intent in his eyes, he glanced at Naxiu, who was pale and trembling all over, and nodded in response.

"Master, I understand... Then, what about the child?"

"Child? That's my child, the blood of my family..."

Shulot murmured, feeling a little absent-minded. He unexpectedly became the father of two children so quickly.

"Patriarch, I understand!"

Eckart nodded heavily and replied in a deep voice.

"Please leave everything to me! Just pretend you don't know about it..."

"Woo, woo..."

Na Xiu fell on the ground, hugged her abdomen with both hands, and cried softly. After hearing His Highness's words, she felt despair at first, and then felt a little relieved. As long as His Highness's blood is left behind, she can safely go to the Kingdom of God...

"Um?"

Shulot came back to his senses, looked at Naxiu who had a decisive face, and Eckart who also had a decisive face, and was stunned. After a while, he noticed something, widened his eyes, and asked sharply.

"Eckart, what do you understand?!"

"Eh?... Patriarch, you don't mean to keep the child..."

Eckart was stunned, pointed to Naxiu, and then wiped his neck again.

"Then, let everything disappear? ... This is also the practice of the alliance's nobles."

"What? You bastard! You bastard!"

The corners of Shulot's eyes twitched, and he kept yelling and cursing.

"Who made you guess? The Lord God is witness! As a king, as a man, I need to stand up, shoulder my responsibility, and face all of this!"

"Huh? This..."

Eckart frowned. He was a little at a loss and asked in a low voice.

"Then, Patriarch, where is the Alliance?"

"Eckart, protect her! A child cannot live without a mother, and Naxiu has not betrayed me!"

Shulot pursed his lips and made a deep decision. At this time, he thought of the kindness of the warrior captain Berthard. The samurai commander always knew what he was thinking, without even saying a word.

"Block the news, don't leak any news! The temple of the priestess of the kingdom, will you arrange it?"

"Ah! Patriarch, I understand!"

Eckart nodded again. Looking at His Highness's suspicious gaze, he added an explanation.

"I will gather the most loyal family warriors to guard this place tightly and not let any news get away! After the child arrives, I will send the two of them to the temple in the heart of the kingdom. On the mountain southwest of Patzcuaro City There is a temple of the goddess of fertility, Tonacarcivatl, which is in the hands of the Holy City. It is secluded and remote, closed to outsiders, and it is also a sanctuary for the priestess of the kingdom, most of which protects newborn children !"

"Yeah. Let's do it like this!"

Shulot thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. Then, he looked at Naxiu who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a deep voice.

"Naxiu, get up, don't kneel down! Don't get pregnant, rest at ease."

"Ah! Your Highness, my master, you...do you still want me?"

Tears hung on Naxiu's face, and there was both genuine joy and uneasy fear in her eyes. She knelt for a long time, her knees were weak and her hands and feet were weak. The pregnancy made her weak, and she struggled to get up several times without getting up from the ground.

"..."

Shulot shook his head. He took two steps forward and carefully lifted Naxiu up. Then, he squatted down, put his ear against Naxiu's bulging belly, and listened to it.

"Winter... Winter..."

There was no sound, only the beating heartbeat. It's not the child's, but Naxiu's.

Hearing the heartbeat and feeling the woman's breathing, Xiulot gradually became calm. The joy of being a father slowly grew in his heart, and the corners of his mouth instinctively turned up. In half a year, he will have another child, whether it is a boy or a girl.

Shulot just listened quietly for a long time, as if a river was flowing in his heart. After a while, he stood up, with a solemn expression, and ordered in a deep voice.

"Naxiu, from now on, you can't appear in front of anyone except the warriors of your family! And when the child is born, you have to take the child and live in seclusion in the temple of the kingdom."

"Your Highness..."

Naxiu bit her lip, and asked in a low voice with inseparable emotion in her eyes.

"Do you... still want me?"

Shulot raised his brows, nodded in awe for a moment. He pondered for a while, and made a clear promise.

"Naxiu, you are my woman and pregnant with my child. You and Eckart will hand over the work of valet and intelligence. You have not neglected your duties, but... you are not suitable to be by my side for the time being. Go! Wait for the child to be born. When you come down, go to the temple and concentrate on raising your children. The ancestors have witnessed that I will not fail you!"

Naxiu was startled, lowered her head, hugged the king's waist, and pressed it against his chest.

"Yes, master. I will obey you. Naxiu will always belong to you... Even though, you will always belong to someone else..."

Xiulot was silent. He stayed in the hall for another half a day, and the king didn't leave the hall until Naxiu lay down sleepily.

"Eckart, you must not let the wind leak and attract the attention of the capital in the lake. There must be no major changes in the guards, so that people can notice it!"

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Eckard responded loudly. Then, he hesitated again.

"Then, how should I explain the changes around you..."

"..."

Xiulot was silent again. He raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the sun in the sky. The sun was shining brightly, falling on his face, scorching hot and glaring. After a while, the king closed his eyes, and spoke quietly in the sun's light.

"Let's just say that Naxiu is not acclimatized, she is seriously ill, and her life and death are unpredictable. She has been sent back to the Kingdom for emergency treatment. Just let the news out, don't spread it loudly."

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The white clouds are long, the red sun is hanging down, the king's palace, the projection of the falling clouds. The monarch and his subjects fell into silence again. After a long time, Xiulot sighed, thinking of the lover he hadn't seen for several years, his heart was full of guilt.

"Does the bright sun have shadows? Can pure clouds accept the sun's shadows?..."

"Ah? Patriarch, what did you say?"

"I said, the rainy season is coming, hurry up and prepare for spring plowing!"

Shulot shook his head slightly with a calm expression. Afterwards, he started to walk towards the camp outside the city, and the sun set behind him, casting a long shadow.

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