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Chapter 223: Chapter 223: She Must Have Been Forced



Chapter 223: She Must Have Been Forced

When Zhao Ling arrived outside the Temple of Poseidon, he raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.

The door opened automatically, and Zhao Ling stepped inside. There, he saw Poseidon sitting cross-legged on a circular platform.

The platform was now covered with blankets and quilts made from low-level soul beast furs Zhao Ling had given her, sparing Poseidon from sitting on the bare floor.

As if sensing his presence, Poseidon opened her eyes. When her gaze fell upon Zhao Ling, her eyes brimmed with tender affection.

"Hubby, you finally came to see Xi'er! Why didn't you visit for more than three months? Xi'er has been so unhappy," she complained softly.

Zhao Ling walked over, sat on the animal-skin blanket, and pulled Poseidon onto his lap, cradling her sideways. He comforted her gently:

"I'm sorry, Xi'er. I went to the City of Slaughter, and certain circumstances kept me there for over three months. Please forgive me."

Poseidon pouted and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Hmph, you wouldn't abandon the chance to mess with Xi'er, would you?" she teased before pulling him into a passionate kiss.

When the kiss ended, Poseidon rested against Zhao Ling's chest, her posture relaxed and lazy.

Zhao Ling's hand unconsciously stroked her slightly rounded belly, and he sighed deeply.

"Xi'er, our child... It's been over five years, and your belly is only just starting to show. How much longer is this little one going to depend on you?"

Poseidon looked equally helpless as she touched her lower abdomen.

"I don't know. Normal pregnancies take ten months, but Xi'er has been pregnant for five years. It's beyond frustrating!"

Zhao Ling hesitated before voicing his concern.

"Then... Xi'er, is it safe for us to..." He trailed off, unsure how to continue.

Poseidon rolled her eyes at him.

"Silly husband, I already told you it's fine. Our child is not that fragile. As long as you aren't too reckless and treat Xi'er gently, nothing will happen."

Without waiting for further discussion, she leaned in and kissed him again. Naturally, Zhao Ling took the cue and became less polite...

Two days later, Poseidon lay lazily in Zhao Ling's arms, her tone serene.

"Hubby, Xi'er's Sea God Nine Trials are almost complete. But I lack a Level 99 Ultimate Douluo to sacrifice, so opening the path to godhood will take time. I'll have to rely on a gradual inheritance."

Zhao Ling nodded, unconcerned.

"It doesn't matter. We're in no rush. If it takes ten years, so be it. If it takes twenty or thirty years, we'll adapt. We have time to let our bodies adjust naturally."

He lightly patted her, then spoke with a teasing smile:

"By the way, Xi'er, I need to tell you something."

"What is it?" Poseidon asked curiously, looking up at him.

Zhao Ling retrieved a Haotian Sect token from his storage space and handed it to her.

"Xi'er, while I was in the City of Slaughter, I met someone named Tang Chen. I remember you mentioning him before—something about coming to Douluo Continent to find him."

"I need to tell you that when Tang Chen attempted to inherit the Shura God's power, he was tricked by the Rakshasa God. As a result, he became possessed by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King and degenerated into the King of Slaughter."

"I fought him in the City of Slaughter and accidentally killed him. I'm sorry..."

Poseidon was speechless. She stared at Zhao Ling, dumbfounded.

This man! He clearly knew about Tang Chen's situation in the City of Slaughter for a long time. Now, after killing him, he had the nerve to apologize and pretend it was an accident? Who did he think he was fooling?

Was he worried Tang Chen would steal her from him? How ridiculous! She had completely forgotten about Tang Chen until Zhao Ling brought him up.

Though internally annoyed, Poseidon raised her head and kissed Zhao Ling deeply before chiding him.

"Stupid husband, can you stop mentioning other men in front of Xi'er? Xi'er's heart belongs only to you. As for Tang Chen, he's long forgotten. If you dare mention his name again, Xi'er will ignore you forever.

"Remember this, husband: in this life, the next, and every life after that, Xi'er only wants to be with you."

She snatched the Haotian Sect token from his hand and threw it out the window with a look of disgust, as though discarding something filthy.

Satisfied with her reaction, Zhao Ling tightened his embrace.

"Xi'er, you're the best. Your husband wants to reward you!"

"Don't even think about it, you idiot! I'm pregnant!" Poseidon scolded him, glaring fiercely.

Zhao Ling sighed in mock exasperation.

"This girl! First, she says it's fine, and now she uses the pregnancy as an excuse to scold me!"

Chuckling, he stroked her back gently and kissed her forehead.

"Alright, alright. Whatever my wife says, I'll listen. No more nonsense."

Meanwhile, far away in Tiandou Imperial City, in the dungeon of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, Yu Xiaogang stared blankly at the ceiling.

Five long years had passed since his imprisonment. His father had not visited him once, and his days were marked only by the monotonous arrival of meals brought by branch family members.

Occasionally, the three elders or his second uncle would drop by to torment him further. Yu Xiaogang had lost all hope of an early release. His father had decreed a ten-year sentence, and that was final.

Only one thing sustained him: the memory of Miss Dong'er's stunning beauty when she handed him her handkerchief.

But rumors of her engagement to Zhao Ling left him in disbelief.

"No! Miss Dong'er is innocent and kind. She couldn't possibly love someone like Zhao Ling! She must have been forced! Yes, that shameless beast Zhao Ling must have coerced her! Unforgivable!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes burned with rage as he vowed revenge.

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