Shut up, malevolent dragon! I don’t want to have any more children with you V2C53

Chapter 53: Silver Dragon Divine Physician: Melkvi

The flame baton pierced through like a juggernaut, accompanied by the majestic power of lightning, causing the silver dragon to cry out in agony repeatedly.

The sheets were wrinkled, and there was a sticky sensation between their waists.

Just like Rosvitha had just told her daughters, it was just a cold, sweating it out would do the trick.

But she didn’t expect them to sweat it out together.

In the early hours of the morning, the bathroom light was on.

The couple embraced tightly under the shower, letting the water wash away the warmth and the decadent smell on their bodies.

The face of the beauty in his arms was full of exhaustion, her lips slightly trembling. Her delicate chin rested on Leon’s chest, lifting her eyes to look at him, biting her lip, her eyes filled with ‘resentment’.

The powerful effect of the dragon’s power had faded, and the cold and fever had also improved.

But recovering from this illness seemed a bit untimely.

Recovering at this point in time, it seemed as if it was not the body’s self-healing ability or the effect of the dragon’s power.

This credit seemed more like Rosvitha’s…

Ah, in the end, it was the body of the dragon that bore it all.

“Rosvitha…”

The queen’s gaze was as sharp as a knife, her tone unpleasant, “What?”

“You’re a good doctor.”

“Go to hell!”

Rosvitha twisted the flesh on his waist.

The pain made General Lei shut his mouth quickly, not daring to take advantage of the situation anymore.

However, Rosvitha was now extremely weak, even this little playfulness made her dizzy, her brain spinning.

Leon quickly caught her waist, preventing her from falling onto the bathroom tiles.

His large hand supported her slender waist, which seemed as if it could break with just a little force. This contrast, combined with the warm water flowing over their skin, created a somewhat tense atmosphere.

She leaned tiredly against Leon’s chest, half-closing her eyes, her voice weak.

“I’m so tired. Let’s finish washing up and go back to sleep.”

Leon didn’t joke with her anymore, patting her head. “Okay.”

After showering and drying off, the couple wrapped themselves in towels and returned to the bedroom.

The bed was in disarray, bearing the traces of the passionate battle between the couple.

Seeing this scene, Rosvitha looked at Leon with resentment once again.

General Lei’s face flushed. “It’s all because of the Dragon’s Power…”

“Why didn’t you leave that medical book in the nursery so Little Light could see it?”

Leon innocently spread his hands. “How was I supposed to know a four-month-old baby could develop Dragon’s Power? It took me a lot of effort to cultivate it myself.”

Actually, the Dragon’s Power from just now wasn’t cultivated solely by Little Light. Since she hadn’t started magical education yet, she had to ask Noia for help when decomposing herbs using lightning magic.

Moreover, that Dragon’s Power wasn’t very pure. Otherwise, Leon wouldn’t have been able to recover so quickly in just a few hours. After all, the one he cultivated personally had kept him and Rosvitha busy all night.

However, even so, Little Light’s abilities far exceeded Leon’s expectations. She always said she wouldn’t be a very hardworking person in the future, nor did she have any talent. However, her demonstrated learning ability and manual dexterity repeatedly amazed Leon.

Could it be that this was really the bloodline advantage brought about by being a human-dragon hybrid?

From Noia to Muen and then to Little Light, their outstanding talents and performances have far exceeded those of normal dragon hatchlings, whether viviparous or cocoon-born.

“Hey, stop daydreaming and come help me change the sheets,” Rosvitha stood by the bed, exhausted.

Leon snapped out of his reverie, “Oh, right, coming.”

After changing the sheets, the couple finally lay down.

The queen’s resentment hadn’t dissipated yet. Even lying in bed, she deliberately kept a distance from Leon, with two teddy bears they had given each other between them.

After a moment of silence, Rosvitha said coldly, “Time to sleep.”

“Huh? Oh… goodnight.”

She didn’t reply, just silently crawled under the covers and turned off the bedside lamp.

The bedroom instantly darkened, leaving only a little moonlight for Leon to barely see the person next to him.

She lay on her side, hugging the large teddy bear Leon had given her.

Leon knew she had a habit. Every time she finished her homework and entered her scholar time, she always wanted to hold onto something. Only then could she fall asleep peacefully.

Usually, she would hold onto him. After all, their “married life” was harmonious, and cuddling to sleep after a bout of activity was quite normal — although she would still be stubborn the next morning.

But tonight, she hugged the teddy bear instead.

It seems her resentment is indeed quite significant.

Leon hesitated for a moment, then turned over, squishing the teddy bear’s head and looking at Rosvitha behind it.

“Let’s chat for a while.”

Rosvitha’s face remained cold. “Let go of my bear.”

Leon awkwardly pursed his lips and withdrew his hand.

After a while, he whispered from behind the teddy bear, “Sorry… for making you clean up the mess again. If I had known, I would have just listened to you and taken the medicine obediently.”

There was no response from behind the teddy bear.

After a brief silence, Leon said again, “You should take some medicine tomorrow too. I’m afraid of infecting you.”

“People and dragons can’t infect each other.”

Your wife rejected your concern and threw out her own improvised biological knowledge.

“Is that so…”

Leon muttered to himself, then suddenly realized something, “If people and dragons can’t infect each other, why do you have cold medicine for humans in your bedside table?”

The queen’s heart skipped a beat, and her face flushed in the darkness. Luckily, the light was dim, and Leon couldn’t see it behind the teddy bear.

“That’s none of your business. I put it there because I wanted to.”

In fact, besides cold medicine, there were also fever reducers, stomach medicine, insomnia medicine, painkillers… all for humans.

In the dragon realm, it’s very difficult to obtain these things, and Rosvitha went to great lengths to gather these common human medications.

But she wasn’t doing it to make some dragon-slaying hero grateful.

She prepared these medicines simply because…

Um…

Because…

Because her bedside table was too empty, and she wanted something to fill it up.

Yeah, that’s it.

…

…

Okay fine, it’s because she cares about the stupid man, she’s afraid he’ll get sick, she’s afraid he’ll suffer, so what!

The queen’s mind was in turmoil, the more she thought, the more embarrassed she felt, and her hand involuntarily tightened around the teddy bear in her arms. But the next moment, a warm touch suddenly came from the cold back of her hand.

His palm wasn’t smooth and delicate, after all, it was a warrior’s hand, covered with calluses and scars from years of battle. Yet every time she was held or touched by this hand, Rosvitha always felt an inexplicable sense of reassurance.

She slowly released the teddy bear, which had been squeezed out of shape.

Wanting to respond to Leon’s hand, but unable to let go of her pride, she said, “Can I… take the bear away?”

Rosvitha’s heart fluttered slightly, but she didn’t answer, just waited silently.

Soon enough, Leon slowly took the teddy bear from her arms. His hand on the back of her hand moved to her palm, regardless of whether she agreed or not, he directly intertwined his fingers with hers.

In the end, their fingers intertwined.

The couple finally faced each other, seeing each other’s faces.

Rosvitha snorted coldly, “I didn’t allow you to hold my hand.”

But she didn’t refuse either.

Leon smiled, “Well then? It’s already stuck to your hand, can’t shake it off.”

He shook their interlocked hands, indeed unable to shake it off—because he deliberately held it tightly.

Rosvitha kicked his shin under the covers, “Tsk, shameless, no shame.”

“Uh-huh, what her Majesty the queen says is always right.”

Rosvitha gave him a disdainful look, “I’m not talking to you anymore, I’m tired, I want to sleep.”

Although she said she was going to sleep, her eyes remained open.

Leon knew what she was waiting for.

“Do you want to sleep while hugging?” Leon asked.

“Ask me nicely,”

Leon smiled, “Please.”

“Hmph, even if you ask, I won’t—Hey, you really are… you’re enough, Casmode.”

Leon didn’t even wait for her to continue being stubborn, he just went up and hugged her tightly.

Rosvitha struggled symbolically for a moment, but soon gave up, letting Leon hold her.

The queen’s smile at this moment was harder to suppress than an AK.

When you’re putting on a show, you have to go all the way, after all, this was just a little fun between husband and wife.