World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 389 - 209: Suo Lun kin! Marriage alliance, suicide?

Chapter 389: 209: Suo Lun kin! Marriage alliance, suicide?

Zhi Ning instinctively looked down at her abdomen upon hearing that she was pregnant, then exclaimed in shock, "No, impossible, how could I carry Suo Lun’s bastard? I desperately washed myself with medicinal fluid afterwards."

The female cultivator responded coldly, "However, this is the fact."

Zhi Ning screamed, "Where’s the abortion pill? Give it to me, quick, give it to me, I still need to get married, I still need to marry His Highness Prince Ji Min."

Then, Zhi Ning staggered forward, snatched the medicine from her hand, shoved it into her mouth, and swallowed it fiercely.

The entire process was very decisive, without a hint of hesitation.

Has medical science advanced so much in this world that they have painless medical abortions?

No, medical science is not advanced in this world, but Energy Studies are highly developed.

This is an energy medicine pill, which, once ingested, is enough to destroy any small life within the womb.

After taking the energy medicine, Zhi Ning continued to pound her lower abdomen, sounding desperate, as if she was immediately determined to eliminate the life inside her.

The female cultivator stood in place watching for a while, then turned and walked out, closing the thick door of the underground chamber.

After stepping out, she mimicked the sound of her footsteps growing fainter but still stood in place, listening intently with ears pricked.

"No, no, I can’t be pregnant, I have to marry Prince Ji Min..." Zhi Ning’s voice kept coming from inside, along with the sound of pounding against the walls.

After half a minute of listening motionless, the female cultivator quietly left.

Feeling the departure of the female cultivator outside, Commandery Princess Zhi Ning immediately bent over and furiously started gagging herself, desperately trying to induce vomiting.

Agonizingly convulsing, she brought herself to the brink of pain, finally managing to vomit out the terrible energy pill for abortion.

Then, she collapsed on the ground, gasping for air in deep breaths.

She gently caressed her belly, her eyes filled with affection, and complex emotions surged in her heart.

Did she truly want to bear Suo Lun’s child?

No, she did not! She had no desire to bear Suo Lun’s child.

Though she had feelings for Suo Lun, they were far, far, far less than for her brother Zhi Li, her only kin, the family member she had depended on for survival.

If she had to choose sides between Suo Lun and Zhi Li, she would not hesitate to stand with Zhi Li. Even if Zhi Li ordered her to kill Suo Lun, she would do so.

Her desperate attempt to protect the child in her womb was entirely due to instinct.

The instinct to cherish life, the instinct of motherhood.

During that year’s catastrophe, she was still young and had hardly any memories left. But she knew that her parents and many siblings had died, had been killed.

Chief Eunuch Li Chenglian fought to the death to save her and Zhi Li, breaking through the encirclement and delivering them to the Dragon Temple.

Then, the Grand Cultivators of the Dragon Temple used the Holy Temple’s armed forces to send the siblings to the Yanjing Holy Temple overnight.

Thus, the two siblings survived and lived for more than a decade at the Yanjing Holy Temple.

There, Zhi Li befriended Fang Qingshu, met the Crown Prince of the Flame Empire, and received unparalleled assistance.

This horrific experience made Zhi Ning especially cherish life, even more so her family; she felt this way about her brother Zhi Li and all the more for the small life in her womb.

Because the small life inside her womb was of her own flesh and blood.

She sat on the ground, gently stroking her lower abdomen, her beautiful eyes swiftly moving as her face shone with a determined and powerful light.

Originally, she had accepted and even become indifferent to the fact of her imprisonment, and she didn’t hold any resentment towards her brother Zhi Li.

As for this austere lifestyle, she cared even less. She could enjoy wealth but also withstand hardship.

But now, she must save herself. She could deceive them about the false abortion for a while, but not forever.

Later, her brother Zhi Li would send someone to check her body again, and even after a few months, her belly would start to grow, making it impossible to hide.

Moreover, her brother knew her too well; once Zhi Li found out about her pregnancy, he would definitely rush over immediately to watch as the life inside her was extinguished.

She must rescue herself, she must. There’s not much time left; now Zhi Li should be at Duke Turing’s Mansion, discussing the matter of annihilating Suo Lun.

Zhi Ning’s mind raced, as she had to think of a way to save herself.

...

At Duke Turing’s Mansion, all the guests had already left, and the mansion had returned to its usual quiet.

In the hall, Turing Duo knelt on the hard ground, half of her face swollen and bloody at the corner of her mouth.

It was Duke Turing Tuo who had hit her. Though always very strict, he had never before struck his daughter. Today, however, he had laid hands on her.

At the top of the great hall sat two people, Duke Turing Tuo and a tall, thin man. This person was Tuli Yang’s father, Tuli Ming.

The third-ranked noble of the Rage Wave Kingdom, Lord Luan Yang.

He was tall, standing at over one hundred and eighty centimeters, and if his nose hadn’t been too sharp and his eyes too cold, he could even be considered handsome.

Every inch of his face seemed severe, even harsh.

His thick beard was dense, each hair like a steel needle, and given the narrow length of his face, it made for a very memorable visage.

Tuli Yang appeared completely different from him - could he have been poisoned by the neighbour? Of course not. Tuli Yang was his own flesh and blood, his only legitimate son. The reason for Tuli Yang’s appearance was that his mother suffered some poison while pregnant with him, which resulted in Tuli Yang being born looking so strangely ugly.