mtl008 Chapter 102: The Choice is Extremely Painful, Mo Li or... Di Jue, Not Forgetting to Make Up for Guan
Chapter 102: The Choice is Extremely Painful, Mo Li or... Di Jue, Not Forgetting to Make Up for Guan
Guan Yunzhou looked at her conflicted expression, which also revealed a hint of pain. After a long while, he said with difficulty, "Only a person of the opposite sex can provide mental comfort."
"Can't someone of a higher rank provide him with mental energy guidance?"
"No."
Mo Li clearly saw the pain in his eyes, the meaning of which was self-evident.
For a moment, the space fell into an eerie silence.
"Ah, ah..."
Emperor roared without warning, his mental energy surging more and more violently. He had bitten his thin lips so hard they were almost raw, and bright red blood kept seeping out. In the end, suppressed cries of pain spilled from his mouth.
"He is the marshal of the empire, a hero of the people, a guardian deity. The interstellar space, the empire, and hundreds of millions of interstellar people all need him. We cannot fail to save him."
After a long pause, he said again, "Saving him is our responsibility and duty."
Only under his protection can people live in peace and happiness. No one who has benefited from his protection could stand by and watch someone die. Moreover, if something really happened to him, billions of interstellar people would suffer, and the Empire would lose its most powerful war god in the fight against the Zerg. This would cause the Empire to lose its greatest advantage on the battlefield.
The Zerg will invade in one fell swoop, with unstoppable momentum, and the consequences will be unimaginable.
"I know."
Mo Li also carries a strong sense of mission and responsibility deep in her bones. Even though she has transmigrated, she knows very well that the prerequisite for helping him with his mental well-being is to sign a special mental contract to achieve sharing and resonance, thereby completing the mental well-being.
Once the contract is completed, he will become her fifth husband. She is a person of her word and had previously verbally agreed to Ye Zixuan and the others that she would only accept four husbands.
Besides, she was never greedy when it came to men. You could say that apart from those four, she really, really didn't have much thought about any other men. Otherwise, those daily battlegrounds would have been no joke.
The main problem is that dealing with these four has almost worn her small body apart. She subconsciously glanced at Emperor Jue, who possessed double S-level mental strength and the most unique and powerful ninth-order devouring ability. He was incredibly strong in every aspect, including his physique!
She suddenly remembered that before she left, she was sitting on the sofa at home waiting for Guan Yunzhou to come down. When she was bored, she opened the StarNet and was shocked to see a breaking news headline: the news that Bei Gong Xue'er was engaged to the Crown Prince of the Empire!
"help me."
Mo Li was truly conflicted. Judging from the temperature emanating from his clenched wrist and the violent mental energy radiating from the entire room, his condition was extremely dire, teetering on the brink of complete mental collapse.
“You have a fiancée, and I already have four husbands.”
After speaking, she turned her gaze to Guan Yunzhou, whose expression was also one of great pain and repression.
Guan Yunzhou clenched his fists, gave her a deep look, turned around and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
For a moment, only Mo Li and Di Jue remained in the room, and an awkward atmosphere permeated the air. She complained with some annoyance, "What kind of mess is this?"
"I will marry you."
Emperor Jue's words struck her heart like a hammer blow. Mo Li knew very well that for someone like him, keeping his word was truly a matter of great importance.
Before she could make her final choice, the Emperor pulled her into his arms with a forceful tug, using the last vestiges of his reason to sign a soul contract with her. Everything that followed was entirely driven by instinct…
This night was destined to be spent in a raging storm. The Emperor had redefined Mo Li's understanding of the physical strength of interstellar men. In addition, it was during a mental power surge. She should be thankful that her physique was also very strong, and that this was not the first time. Otherwise, she would really have turned into a rag doll.
Unlike Mo Junlin and the others, who, no matter how powerful, always considered her experience, despite her complaints, in reality, both of them had an extremely comfortable experience each time.
Guan Yunzhou stood in the courtyard with his fists clenched all night. Only he knew how he spent that night. No man could truly be indifferent to handing over his wife to another man.
He was never a kind person. If it weren't for the Emperor, but someone else, he wouldn't even pick it up; he would just let it fend for itself in the wilderness.
As an imperial nobleman, he could not remain indifferent. As an imperial nobleman, he could not stand by and watch the imperial marshal become a permanent cripple due to the mental power outburst.
Guan Yunzhou felt as if his heart was tightly bound by thorny vines, which tightened with each passing moment, causing him pain so intense that he could barely breathe.
The Emperor's mental strength was indeed severely damaged. Even after Mo Li comforted him for a night, it would still take several days to gradually recover.
The moment Mo Li woke up, he used his supernatural abilities to help his body recover. This time he had been through quite a lot, and it took a long time. Suddenly, he opened his terrifying eyes and lowered his head to kiss her hair: "I will take responsibility."
After saying this, he seemed to have exhausted his last bit of energy and fell asleep again.
Mo Li changed into a new set of clothes and tidied herself up, showing no signs of fatigue. She even cleaned away the traces left by the Emperor on her body before opening the door.
At a glance, one could see Guan Yunzhou standing in the courtyard, his clothes covered in night dew and morning frost, looking extremely haggard, with dark circles under his eyes, stubble around his lips, an unusually pale face, and an expression that conveyed indescribable pain.
She paused for a moment, then smiled sweetly and threw herself into his arms: "What, you missed me so much that you had to stand in the yard and wait for me?"
"Yes, I want to, I want to." Guan Yunzhou said, hugging her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.
Mo Li lifted his chin with her index finger, her eyes narrowed, and her gaze was undeniably alluring: "Didn't you think of anything else? How about we don't go out today?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she kissed him on the lips, but he dodged her advances and avoided the kiss.
"You're disgusted with me?"
"No, how could I despise you, Madam? I'm just so disheveled and dirty right now, so please don't..."
"I don't mind." As she spoke, Mo Li's soft, innocent little hand nimbly slid into his chest, her index finger gently sliding and teasing him: "Didn't you say you missed me? You don't seem like it."
Guan Yunzhou grabbed her mischievous little hand through her clothes: "No, you're too tired."
With a light leap, Mo Li wrapped her legs around his strong waist, her arms around his neck, and her lips close to his ear, breathing softly into his ear:
"Whether I'm tired or not, you'll know for sure if you check for yourself, or are you saying you're just not up to it right now?"
No matter what world or realm a man is in, the decision he can't stand the most is: No. Guan Yunzhou used one strong arm to support her soft and greedy buttocks and bounced her up and down, carrying her in his arms, and strode towards their room.
Before the door closed, a voice came from inside: "Madam, you should stop wailing and begging for mercy."
"Is it the kind that makes me unable to get out of bed? I'm so looking forward to it..."