Quick Transmigration: The Rise of a Favored Concubine

Chapter 176 Demon Lord × Flower Fairy 14

Shadow Palace

"Smash!" Luo Li, pale-faced, threw down the calligraphy brush in her hand and leaned weakly against the chair, panting.

"Your Majesty, please rest for a while." Sang'er quickly stepped forward to check her wrist and massage her trembling hand.

Luo Li squinted at the scriptures on the table. She copied them word by word, almost bleeding herself to death.

"Your Majesty, it's almost finished copying," Sang'er said cautiously.

Luo Li glanced at her left wrist, which had been repeatedly cut open and bled every day and was still not healed, causing her constant pain.

Consort Dan!

That flower fairy had better be able to withstand the scriptures she copied with her own blood!

"What's the situation outside?" Luo Li was imprisoned in the Demon Shadow Palace and had lost contact with the outside world. Even when she sent a message back to the Demon Realm, the Demon King was unable to come.

Sang'er glanced cautiously at her face and whispered, "Consort Dan is well now, and Prince Yuan... took her out."

Luo Li's face suddenly turned gloomy. She was suffering terribly here, while Dan Fei was enjoying herself outside.

Why did it turn out like this?

She is the Demon Queen, and should be the most noble woman in the Demon Realm. If she were to marry into the Demon Realm, her status in the Monster Realm would be greatly respected.

Her status should be the same as her mother's in the demon realm, worshipped and obeyed by all demons, and even her father treated her with utmost care. Why is it different for her?

Now, not only is her existence disregarded, but she is practically invisible; the Abyss King doesn't take her seriously at all.

That flower fairy, however, captured the heart of the Abyss King.

"Have they come back?" Luo Li's voice was low and hoarse.

Sang'er whispered, "Your Majesty, they have returned."

Luo Li didn't speak again, picked up her pen again to copy, but her eyes held an unfathomable emotion.

Phantom Palace

"How is it?" King Yuan stared at the Demon Physician, his voice low.

The Demon Physician withdrew his hand: "Your Highness, Consort Dan's health is fine now, there is no need to worry too much."

"Go down."

"Yes……"

Mo Yuan finally felt relieved and looked at Mudan gently: "Are you still dizzy?"

Peony was somewhat helpless. They had just returned from outside, and she felt a little tired. She only felt dizzy for a moment, but the Prince of Yuan immediately summoned the Demon Physician.

"Peony is fine now, she's just a little tired, don't be so worried."

Peony offered a soft word of comfort.

Mo Yuan dared not relax. Mudan was frail and had lost her child, so he took her out to comfort her.

Therefore, at the slightest sign of trouble, Mo Yuan would become extremely nervous.

"Your health is the most important thing. You must tell me if you feel unwell, okay?"

Mo Yuan said seriously and earnestly.

Peony blinked and said coquettishly, "Yes, Demon Lord, Peony understands."

Her complexion had indeed improved a lot, and her mood was no longer so low. Whenever Mo Yuan saw her smile, he would feel a little more relaxed.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, showering her with tender kisses one by one on her forehead, the tip of her nose, and her cheeks, finally lingering on her alluring lips.

After their only time making love, Peony became pregnant, and he never touched her again. Later, she lost the child, and her health deteriorated, requiring a long period of recuperation.

During this time, the most I did was kiss her.

Like dry tinder igniting a raging fire, once touched, it becomes uncontrollable.

Mo Yuan was panting heavily, as if he wanted to meld the person into his very bones.

Peony breathed weakly, her fist pounding lightly against his chest: "Husband..."

Mo Yuan could no longer hold back, and he said in a low, hoarse voice, "Dan'er... is it alright?"

Peony looked at his reddened eyes and heavy breathing, and saw that he held her tightly. If he couldn't, would he let go of her?

"Hmm..." Peony lowered her head and nodded shyly, biting her lip and not daring to look at him.

Mo Yuan kept his eyes fixed on her. Almost the instant she nodded, he swiftly picked her up and carried her to the bed.

"Dan'er, look at me." Mo Yuan's breath brushed against Mudan's face, making her cheeks flush.

"Husband..."

"Um……"

Unlike the uniform black of the Demon Realm, the bed curtains in the Phantom Palace are elegant and beautiful.

The peony flowers placed at the head of the bed swayed with the movements inside the bed curtains.

next day

When Mudan woke up, the first thing she saw was Mo Yuan's strong chest, and she was lying on his chest.

"woke up?"

Mo Yuan's voice was hoarse and satisfied. He slightly opened his sleepy eyes and hugged the person closer to his chest.

Peony blushed. Didn't he mind that this position made it hard for her to fall asleep?

"Aren't you busy?" You just got back, is there nothing to do in the Demon Realm?

Mo Yuan lazily embraced her: "When you wake up, I'll take you with me."

He now takes people with him wherever he goes.

peony:"……"

That's so boring.

"Peony doesn't want to go..."

"No, come with me. I'll only feel at ease if you stay by my side."

Mo Yuan's tone was domineering, leaving no room for negotiation.

"But……"

"Dan'er, you are allowed to grow flowers in the Demon Realm, anywhere is fine with you."

Before Mudan could finish speaking, Moyuan offered a reason to tempt her.

Sure enough, Peony's eyes lit up slightly: "Really?"

"My word is as good as gold."

"Demon Lord, Abyss King, you are truly wise and sagacious. The Demon Realm is incredibly fortunate to have a master like you." Peony happily flattered him.

Mo Yuan: "..."

He's not as tempting as flowers, sigh.

Peony quickly perked up, eager to see where would be a good place to plant flowers.

He even urged Mo Yuan to hurry up.

"Think it over carefully. We can plant it anytime. Come with me to take care of things first."

Mo Yuan led her to the Demon God's Temple.

Peony sat quietly to one side, pondering which flowers to plant and where to plant them.

Mo Yuan would glance at her every now and then, his eyes gentle. She had something to do, so at least she wouldn't think about sad things.

When he looked up at her again, Peony was already nodding her little head.

Mo Yuan almost burst out laughing. After all that commotion last night, she only came with him this morning because she was excited. Now she was obviously a little tired.

He walked over, gently put his arm around her, and softly asked, "Are you tired?"

Peony's eyelids drooped, "Hmm..."

Mo Yuan lovingly carried her into the inner room, gently laid her down, and reached out to stroke her cheek: "Dan'er, sleep well, I'll be right outside."

I watched for a long time before reluctantly turning to leave.

"Your Majesty, the Queen requests an audience," Mo Ye reported respectfully.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan frowned. What was she doing here? Had she finished copying the scriptures?

"Let her go back. Without my order, who allowed her to come out?"

Mo Yuan's tone was cold and sharp, with a hint of impatience.

"Your Majesty, the Queen says... she has something to offer," Mo Ye whispered.

Mo Yuan pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Let her in."

After saying that, she glanced at the direction of the inner room. Dan'er was still asleep and probably wouldn't know that the Queen had come here.

Although he didn't do anything and wouldn't do anything, he was just afraid that she would misunderstand and overthink things, which would upset her body, which had finally recovered.

“Yes…” Mo Ye turned and left.