The fairy aunts pampered and flirted, and the senior sister regretted it

"You can stay with Aunt Nan for a few days~"

"Anyway, following your Aunt Fang is also a hardship~"

Nan Wanlin smiled lovingly and waved her sleeves, and Lin Huang slowly floated up and fell into her soft and warm arms.

(Please vote at the end of the month~) Chapter 232: This Emperor Really Doesn’t Know How to Raise Children!

Thunder Prison. Outskirts

"Quick!"

"Everyone assemble immediately and follow General Yan Zheng into the depths of the Thunder Prison!"

Outside the Thunder Prison, the imperial soldiers in armor looked nervous and shouted loudly.

Suddenly, countless well-organized imperial soldiers, armed with spears, advanced into the Thunder Prison in teams...

Many soldiers looked horrified. When they heard that they were heading deeper into the Thunder Prison, their legs were trembling so much that they couldn't close their legs.

After all, everyone knows that the Thunder Prison is very strict.

The number of floors holding heavy prisoners alone is frightening, not to mention the deep secret halls that suppress the Phantom Stinging Insect Mother...

But since the Governor's Office had issued an order, no one dared to disobey.

A large number of imperial troops gathered and rushed over, causing a storm in Jianyuan City for a while...

Not only were the people in the city and the disciples of the nearby sects feeling insecure, even the wandering cultivators who had visited this place felt something was not good and left as soon as possible.

As a large number of imperial troops advanced into the Thunder Prison, the hellish scenes in the Thunder Prison over the past few years were gradually revealed one by one...

……

Thunder Prison. Insect Breeding Ground

The frozen tombs had left this place lifeless. When a large number of imperial troops arrived, it was completely dead silent...

There are no more women's moaning and moaning, nor the "buzzing~" sound of black insects flapping their wings.

"vomit--!"

"What on earth...what on earth are these things?!"

A female imperial soldier who opened the door to the stone chamber of the breeding ground turned pale and vomited continuously.

She couldn't bear to look at the scene inside the stone chamber...

In the frozen stone chamber, the fallen woman remained in the same posture as when she was entangled with countless black stinging insects.

Frozen to death, their faces were filled with endless enjoyment and joy...

"Nurgle worm..."

"I didn't expect that woman to come to the Thunder Prison in person..."

With his resolute and deep eyes, Yan Zheng swept around the breeding farm. He clenched his right fist and looked grim.

On the side, the Absolute Guardian following behind him was even more exaggerated...

"Ugh~"

"I just said... Ugh~ I... Ugh--!"

The black-robed young man vomited three times before he could finish a sentence...

His funny appearance made the male and female soldiers around him hold back their laughter.

But no one dared to laugh out loud...

After all, the imperial army of the Military Governor's Office had seen the methods of the Absolute Guardian before...

"cough--!"

"I said that woman can't stay, right?"

"This is so fucking disgusting!"

"No, I must tell the Palace Master when I get back!"

"Let the Lord Palace Master represent our Desolate Heaven Palace to defeat the Insect Sect of that disgusting woman!"

"Then teach her a lesson and make her change her ways~"

Dharma Protector Jue fanned himself with his hands and pinched his nose.

Even though it was frozen, no smell could be smelled...

"She has left?"

Glancing at the Protector Jue who was acting pretentiously behind him, Yan Zheng turned around and asked.

"Leave, leave~"

"Just the stench of Grandma Cui, I can smell it from two miles away."

"Ugh……"

"If she wasn't playing with those bugs, she'd actually be pretty likable."

"That delicate body, those charming eyes..."

"He's just too old. He must be three to five hundred years old, right?"

"I don't know how he has lived so long and is still alive..."

"Maybe it's because I sucked too much Yang essence?"

"Ah~~~"

Dharma Protector Jue grinned and spread his hands. It was hard to imagine that a cultivator in the Jindan stage could live for three to five hundred years.

Although the Protector Jue kept chattering, Yan Zheng felt relieved when he heard that the Nurgle insect herald had left.

But what frightened him even more was the owner of this cold air...

"Oh, that's right."

"Old Yan, didn't you say... that your empress is a lady who can only stay in the boudoir all day long?"

"Why did you come to the Thunder Prison today and scare that bastard half to death?"

Protector Jue tapped his palms, walked forward and glanced at Yan Zheng with his head tilted.

Upon hearing this, Yan Zheng's face turned pale, and the imperial soldiers who were following him quickly covered their ears, fearing that they had heard something they shouldn't have.

"Protector Jue, although you are my guest, please respect the Empress."

"The lockdown order is still in place. If your identity is discovered..."

"I can't protect you either."

Yan Zheng frowned and looked at him, and his threatening words made Jue Protector shrug and laugh.

"Where, where~"

"The Empress Nan Wanlin is unrivaled in the world. As a mere guardian, I have great respect for her."

"I'm asking out of curiosity~"

"Besides... Old Man Yan, don't you like the one called Fang... Fang something?"

"Why are you suddenly trying to please the Queen of Southern University?"

Dharma Protector Jue frowned and chuckled.

Before he could finish his words, he rolled his eyes again and deliberately nudged Yan Zheng's right arm with his elbow.

As he walked, he continued mysteriously...

"Tsk..."

"I say, old man, you don't want to have the blessing of having two wives, do you~"

Jue Hufa laughed strangely, and Yan Zheng's already sullen face suddenly turned pale...

He managed to calm down, ignored the clown, and waved his hand...

"Half of the people stayed to clear the place."

"The rest of you, follow me and continue to go deeper to search for traces of the Demon Sect thieves!"

Yan Zheng gave the order, and the imperial army, which had slowed down, advanced again and went deeper into the enemy territory.

But when a large number of imperial troops arrived at the Insect Tomb Secret Hall, there was no one there, only a pile of bones...

……

Far North. Wangxian Road

In the middle of the long Tongtian Immortal Road, in a cave made of ice and snow...

The bright firelight was like a drop in the bucket, completely unable to suppress the extremely cold temperature.

Lin Huang was lying on the stone bed in the cave, his eyes tightly closed moving constantly...

The painful expression never disappeared from his face, as if he had been repeating the same terrible nightmare all this time.

"Uh……"

Lin Huang, who was lying on the stone bed, had sweat on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and managed to squeeze out a faint moan.

“It doesn’t hurt~”

“Be good…”

"Just bear with it for a while..."

Nan Wanlin sat beside him, holding a piece of silk in her delicate hands and gently wiping away the sweat on Lin Huang's forehead.

She was gentle and doting, and a little overwhelmed when taking care of someone...

"How should I raise a child?"

"do not care!"

"If Fang Yao can lead it well, why can't I do the same..."

Nan Wanlin clenched her jade hands slightly into fists, pursed her red lips, and a blush appeared on her pretty face.

Looking at Lin Huang lying on the stone bed infected by the foul air, Nan Wanlin had no choice but to use her own method to heal Lin Huang.

Although the method of directly sending cold air into the body and penetrating deep into the bone marrow is somewhat overbearing and extreme.

But fortunately, it was effective and could completely remove all the turbid air from Lin Huang's body.

As for how to raise children...

She really wouldn’t…

Over the years, Nan Wanlin has never been taken care of by anyone since she was a child.

Not to mention how to take care of others...

"Aunt Fang..."

"Sorry……"

Lin Huang muttered faintly. Lying on the bed, he struggled a few times with his determination, but he was so exhausted that he couldn't even wake up...

"What are you sorry for doing to her?!"

"Does she care about you?"

"Did she take care of you?"

"Isn't it me, the Emperor, who is busy running around and feeding you food and drink?!"

"Really..."

Nan Wanlin's pretty face turned red and she glared at Lin Huang angrily.

But it was only a momentary anger, and it soon disappeared.

At this time, due to Lin Huang's exhaustion and depletion of spiritual energy, the silver ring on his hand also fell off quietly...

The ring fell to the ground, losing control of its spiritual energy, and everything inside it spilled out.