The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

With that said, he turned over and pressed Luo Liyan into the bench.

Luo Liyan quickly raised her little foot and stepped on Yi Zehao's abdomen, preventing him from getting closer.

If the two of them didn't work hard, then there might not be anyone in the world who would work harder to conceive a child.

Fortunately, my body has been enhanced by props, otherwise I would have been tortured to death.

"Brother Zehao, why don't you also go see the imperial doctor? There may be something wrong with your body. In fact, this kind of thing is quite normal. You don't need to feel any psychological pressure. The most important thing for us is to conceive the child, right? ?" Luo Liyan blinked her eyes and spoke very sincerely.

If it weren't for the bright smile in her eyes that couldn't be concealed, Yi Zehao would have really suspected that she had no intention of making fun of him.

But he had no way to refute this matter. After all, being unable to conceive a child was his problem.

It is made of the filth of all things in the world. How could he have the ability to make Yanyan pregnant with a child?

It is impossible for God to allow it.

After all, his own existence is inevitable. The young sixth prince died on the soil where he was born, and with the blood all over his body and his deep hatred, he became conscious and condensed into a physical entity. .

This was beyond Heaven's calculations, so how could he still allow himself to have a child?

To create a being that is no less than oneself? Or split your ability into two?

Tiandao didn't want to see the former one.

The latter one... the child born like that won't be his own child.

It was like a demon-like existence, or another self that was transformed using one's own abilities.

The most important thing is that it has no blood relationship with Yanyan, and it also has the same preferences as me.

I was crazy, so I gave up half of my abilities to create a love rival that I couldn't even beat to death.

"Don't worry Yanyan, I've seen the imperial doctor a long time ago. The imperial doctor said that we didn't work hard enough and asked us to work harder." Yi Zehao's voice became softer and softer as he spoke, his head slowly lowered, and all Luo Liyan's eyes were covered. All the resistance was suppressed back into her mouth.

I believed your explanation. Isn’t this a lack of effort? Is this okay?

Luo Liyan roared in her heart, but she couldn't avoid Yi Zehao's pursuit.

As she was being dragged back to bed, she secretly made a decision in her heart. After she was finished being tortured, she would be sent to be a eunuch in charge of that quack doctor's house.

As long as they are bullied every day, they will be bullied for as long as they want.

If their bodies can no longer hold on, ask the eunuch in charge to give them medicine.

See if they dare to talk nonsense in the future just to please Yi Zehao.

But even if Luo Liyan did this, she still couldn't get pregnant in the end.

Having lived to the age of eighty-five, she and Yi Zehao still only had each other.

When he was dying, Yi Zehao held her in his arms and looked at the sunset outside the window, kissing her earlobe, "Yanyan, don't be afraid. When you close your eyes, you will still see me. No one can Don’t bother us again.”

Yi Zehao has made a decision to pass the throne of Zhou Kingdom to Wu Yibin's great-grandson.

Although that kid is not smart enough, he is liked by Yanyan, and he is sincerely good to Yanyan.

Although Yi Zehao had lived his whole life, he never told Luo Liyan that he was a ghost king, and he didn't know that Luo Liyan had seen through his concealment long ago, but Luo Liyan knew what he meant by this.