Quick Transmigration: The Rise of a Favored Concubine

Chapter 181 Demon Lord × Flower Fairy 19

Luo Li's arrival put both King Yuan and Peony in a bad mood, and Peony gave her only perfunctory replies.

"Sister, I see that the flowers in your palace are well grown. May I ask you for some to brighten up my palace?"

The Shadow Palace was dark and gloomy; staying there for too long made it hard to breathe.

She felt a pang of jealousy when she last saw how bright and exquisite the Phantom Palace was.

"The flowers in the Phantom Palace are not suitable for transplanting," Mo Yuan said coldly.

Doesn't he know?

Those flowers are Dan'er's lifeblood; how could she possibly give them to the Queen?

Luo Li's expression stiffened. The Prince of Yuan was actually protecting Consort Dan so much that even her flowers were treasures.

"It was I who failed to consider this." Luo Li personally poured a cup and handed it to Mudan: "Please don't take offense, sister."

Peony looked up at Luo Li's smiling face, reached out and took the drink, but did not drink it.

Mo Yuan didn't want to stay any longer, so he got up and went to Mudan: "Let's go, I'll take you back, it's windy outside."

Peony looked at Luo Li: "Peony takes her leave..."

Luo Li watched the two leave, but her grip on the cup tightened.

"Your Majesty, be careful." Sang'er was afraid that she would break the cup and hurt herself, so she stepped forward and took the cup away.

Luo Li slowly curled the corners of her lips, her expression somewhat frightening.

"Your Majesty... what's wrong?" Sang'er was somewhat frightened.

Luo Li said coldly, "It's nothing, go back."

"Yes……"

Phantom Palace

Mo Yuan looked at Mudan, who had been silent since returning, and countless thoughts quickly flashed through his mind.

Dan'er is angry.

She was fine when she went out, but after the Queen appeared, she stopped talking when she returned.

"Dan'er, say something to me." Mo Yuan leaned closer to her.

Peony gave a soft snort and turned her body slightly away, ignoring him.

"If you don't tell me, how am I supposed to know the reason? And if I don't know, how can I comfort you?"

"It's a gentle voice from Mo Yuan," he said.

"Humph……"

Mo Yuan embraced her, and with a slight pull, Peony lost her balance and sat on his lap.

“You…” Peony angrily pounded his chest.

Mo Yuan wrapped one arm around her waist and the other around her soft, boneless hand. With that little strength, he couldn't even tickle her.

"What are you angry about? Hmm?" Mo Yuan stared into her eyes: "I didn't know she would go, really."

"Does the Prince of Yuan like the Queen?"

Peony did not answer him, but her tone was accusatory and aggrieved.

Nonsense!

"When did I ever like her? Dan'er, don't talk nonsense," Mo Yuan explained helplessly.

"You glanced at her twice," Peony accused. "Hmph, let go of me, I don't want you to hug me..."

Peony tried to break free from his embrace, twisting her body, but she couldn't escape his strong hold.

"Dan'er is jealous again." Mo Yuan prevented her from escaping, his tone filled with pleasure.

Peony turned her head away and snorted softly, "I didn't."

Mo Yuan sighed softly, his face filled with helplessness and doting. He lowered his head slightly and looked at Mudan with tender eyes: "Dan'er, why don't you believe me? You are the only one in my heart."

Peony pouted slightly and said plaintively, "All you do is say these sweet words to coax me."

"When have I ever lied to Dan'er? You don't need to take her seriously, okay?"

Mo Yuan gently pulled her close, whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

He spoke sweet words softly and patiently coaxed her until Peony gradually smiled, only then did he feel relieved.

"You're not angry anymore?"

Mo Yuan pulled her into his arms, wishing he could meld her into his own body.

"The Demon Lord has said so many sweet words, how could I dare to be angry?" Peony pouted and said coquettishly.

Seeing her like this, Mo Yuan found her adorable, lifted her delicate chin, and gently kissed her.

The kiss was tender and lingering, and Peony gradually became intoxicated by it.

After a long while, Mo Yuan finally released her: "Dan'er."

Even though it was just a gentle, low call, Peony could feel his deep affection.

"Husband..."

Mo Yuan's body was burning hot, and his arms around her tightened. Considering her body, he was still not satisfied and did not want to hold back any longer.

He forcefully placed her on the bed, his strong body holding her captive: "Dan'er, hold me."

Peony blushed, closed her eyes, and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her delicate body trembled slightly as he quickly pulled her into the endless waves.

……

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Demon Temple

"Has Consort Dan arrived?" Mo Yuan frowned and asked Mo Ye beside him in a deep voice.

Mo Ye was also anxious: "Not yet..."

"Go and take a look." Mo Yuan was a little worried. When he left in the morning, he saw that Mudan was sleeping soundly, so he couldn't bear to wake her.

She instructed her palace servants to bring her to the Demon God's Palace after Peony woke up.

He had gotten used to her being around these days, but it was already this late, and she still hadn't come.

Mo Ye quickly went out.

Mo Yuan was distracted. After waiting for a while, he couldn't sit still any longer and got up to walk outside.

They had only gone halfway when Mo Ji returned and quickly reported to him, "Prince Yuan, Consort Dan is unwell and cannot come."

Mo Yuan's heart skipped a beat. He shouldn't have left her alone; he should have been watching over her every moment.

When he arrived at the Phantom Palace, he saw Peony vomiting violently by the bedside.

"What's going on! Where is the Demon Physician!" Mo Yuan swept his gaze across the people in the hall: "Why haven't you come to report!"

Mo Ye quickly turned around and went out to bring the Demon Doctor over.

The crabapple and peach blossoms were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, speechless.

Peony felt nauseous from vomiting, and it took her a while to recover before she weakly spoke, "I'm fine... I don't blame them..."

When she got up in the morning, she felt a little dizzy. She thought it would be fine after a while, but it got worse and worse, and she even felt nauseous.

"Dan'er, are you feeling any better?" Mo Yuan asked anxiously, noticing her reddened eyes.

"I feel nauseous..." Peony had barely finished speaking when another wave of nausea washed over her: "Ugh..."

"Feeling nauseous?" A thought flashed through Mo Yuan's mind, and his heart began to pound. The last time Dan'er vomited like this, she was pregnant.

Is it now...?

"Where is the Demon Doctor!" Mo Yuan was a little excited; he couldn't help but want to get an answer.

Mo Ye brought the Demon Doctor over, and before the Demon Doctor could even catch his breath, he was ordered to take his pulse.

The demonic doctor took the pulse while panting.

Mo Yuan stared intently at the Demon Doctor, his grip on Mudan tightening unconsciously.

If Dan'er is pregnant, he will stay by her side every step of the way and never let her get hurt again.

This time, we will definitely protect them, mother and child, well.

Peony leaned weakly against Mo Yuan's chest, her stomach upset. Her brows were furrowed, one soft, boneless hand resting on her chest, while the other hand was being taken by the Demon Doctor.

"how?"

The Demon Doctor remained silent for a long time, and Demon Abyss grew impatient.

He looked at the person in his arms again: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Peony nodded weakly and looked at the Demon Doctor.