The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 256 - 243: Stay Tonight (Part 2)

The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 256 - 243: Stay Tonight (Part 2)

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Chapter 256: Chapter 243: Stay Tonight (Part 2)

Vivian picked up Gooji, ready to boil some water for its bath, but Natasha saw this and immediately fetched a basin of water, opened her mouth, and unleashed a breath of dragon fire, making the water in the basin boil instantly.

"Meow!"

Gooji, held by its two front legs, struggled in shock.

Are you giving the cat a bath or scalding a pig? This is boiling water! Boiling water!

Vivian was also startled by Natasha’s actions. She didn’t expect a Molten Giant Dragon’s breath could be used this way, but isn’t the bathwater way too hot? If Gooji were put in, you’d smell cooked meat in three seconds!

"What are you standing around for? Add some cold water."

Natasha looked at the stunned human and cat, tilted her head, and reminded them.

"Huh? Oh, okay."

Vivian was embarrassed by her silly thoughts, buried her head in her chest, and awkwardly fetched water.

Once the water temperature was right, she gave Gooji a comfortable bath. Meanwhile, Little Flower elegantly walked over to watch the fun, so Vivian bathed it along with Gooji.

Is this what’s called a tandem bath?

"All done? Let me dry them..."

Seeing Vivian had finished bathing the two cats, Natasha quickly rushed over, ready to unleash her breath.

But Lynn reacted quickly, rushing over and covering Natasha’s mouth with his own, or Xue’Er’s breakfast would have been cat snacks...

After a chaotic commotion, everyone finally began having breakfast.

During this time, Sifrin was shocked to discover Lynn could cook, and his skills were actually decent.

Is this something a Near God should be doing?

Shouldn’t you be eating, sleeping, and fighting the Demon Race, or if you have any free time, crazily making babies at home to single-handedly boost the next generation of the Human Race?

Now that there’s no Demon Race to fight temporarily, shouldn’t you be battling eighteen hours a day on the battlefield of making the next generation, rather than wasting time on meaningless things?

If there aren’t enough mates, just say so. With the population of the Eight Great Empires on the Divine Protection Continent, surely your needs can be met?

Just don’t indulge too much with other races due to particular kinks. While cat girls, fox girls, and bunny girls are enticing, Human girls can also have features or attachments from those races.

Try keeping the next generation’s bloodline as pure as possible; mixed blood might dilute the bloodline’s advantages.

Luckily, Lynn didn’t know what Sifrin was thinking. If he did, he might not be able to resist giving her a thumbs-up before giving her a thump.

He looked for a wife not demanding deep, ocean-like love but surely higher than breeding requirements, so there’s no way he’d act as recklessly as she imagined.

After breakfast, Vivian resumed training for the day, taking the children with her and Catherine.

However, Lynn did not follow, because Natasha told him Helena missed him.

Although it had only been a few days apart, Vivian had the children, Catherine was carefree, and Natasha frequently visited the Lin Family. Only Helena was left alone in the deep palace.

It seemed quite pitiful, but wasn’t it you, Natasha, who caused all this neglecting friends for love? How can you shamelessly be Helena’s messenger?

Helena had bad luck with dragons; she really ought to replace her with a different little dragon because Natasha is mine...

After the Lin family’s big group headed out in different directions, Sifrin, having nowhere to go, was also taken away by Catherine. She wasn’t comfortable leaving Sifrin unsupervised, knowing her reputation as a home wrecker. They feared coming back to a ruin in the evening if she stayed behind.

Meanwhile, Lynn once again rode on Natasha heading for the Celestial Destiny Imperial Palace, reaching the destination in no time.

Helena, in her chamber, welcomed the Imperial Consort and his beloved. Natasha’s primary identity now wasn’t as her knight companion and best friend, but as part of the Lin family; naturally, she left with her husband.

It’s fortunate her husband was also her Imperial Consort, or this partnership would’ve fallen apart.

"Congratulations, you’ve finally got what you wished for."

As soon as the friends, one human, and one dragon, reunited, Natasha gave everyone the side-eye with an arrogant demeanor, much like a little girl triumphing in a toy quarrel.

But Helena didn’t mind her smugness. She even congratulated Natasha, making her awkwardly scratch her head.

"Lynn, can you stay at the palace tonight? Helena is under a lot of pressure. Though she’s still young, the empire cannot be without a heir. Since you two have been together for a while but still have no offspring, the nobles and ministers are getting anxious..."

Natasha, the loyal and righteous dragon, understood Helena’s goodwill and generously decided to plead for her best friend.

After all, Helena was unlike his other women; she had a throne to pass down, making a child a necessity. For that to happen, Lynn had to stay overnight at the Imperial Palace to sleep with the Empress.

"I truly don’t understand those ministers’ haste. With Helena’s lifespan, she could easily outlive their great-great-grandchildren. Why do they insist on having a heir now? It’s not like they’d live to see the successor take over."

To those nobles’ and ministers’ remarks about the necessity of an heir, Lynn scoffed, dismissing the idea of a 700-year-old crown prince.

"Regardless, you really should give Helena a child. She’s very lonely all alone in the deep palace, you have so many women to accompany; how many times a year do you even see Helena?"

What Natasha said wasn’t exaggerated. Consider Lynn’s lifespan, in the short time he’d been in the Celestial Destiny Empire, the house was already getting crowded. If he spent six months, a year, or three years in any place, his harem would grow exponentially.

Occasionally, Natasha could fly as his mount, thus staying with Lynn more often, but Helena, as the emperor of Celestial Destiny Empire, couldn’t just leave and roam with him... wander the world.

"Could you all stop viewing me as if I’m just a breeding stud? I don’t ask for much in life; ten... twenty... thirty... a few dozen wives would suffice. It’s not like I can’t make time for each of you."

Lynn initially wanted to swear confidently, but the more he spoke, the more he hesitated. Finally, he mentioned a broad number, for who knows how many arrows Cupid might shoot at him.

What if Cupid decided to target him like borrowing arrows with straw boats from Red Cliff? Before his Ascension to Divinity, opposing might be quite tricky...

"Make sure to keep your word, Lynn. Natasha isn’t asking for much—just three times a week would do."

Being a highly energetic dragon, the number Natasha offered was already quite controlled, certainly without overindulgence.

"Fine, fine, you can lay eggs all year round if you want."

Lynn nodded in agreement, though whether he truly meant it was another matter.

"Let Helena go first; she needs children more."

With that, Natasha quietly exited the empress’ chamber, leaving Lynn and Helena with plenty of privacy.

It may have still been daylight, but for the Dragon Race-born Natasha, time was of no consequence.

And following Natasha’s retreat, Lynn and Helena, left alone, naturally embraced.

Though they hadn’t held an official wedding, everyone in Celestial Destiny Empire and across the Divine Protection Continent knew they were a couple.

The two, parted not long ago, embraced and soon kissed, but Helena kept herself in check, unlike Natasha’s expectations of daytime passion with Lynn.

"Will you stay tonight, please?"

Daytime may have been inappropriate, but as Natasha suggested, Helena also wished for Lynn to stay overnight at the Imperial Palace.

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