Shut up, malevolent dragon! I don’t want to have any more children with you V1C192

Chapter 192: Are you hurt? Let me check!

A silver dragon soared through the sky, crossing mountains and rivers, leaving the territory of humans, and returning to the realm of dragons.

Leon lay on the back of Rosvitha, listening to the rush of air in his ears and feeling the rhythm of the dragon’s wings.

He quietly reached out his hand and gently stroked the dragon’s back beneath him.

The dragon scales were cool to the touch but surprisingly comfortable.

Leon  slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, he had countless questions to ask Rosvitha, but he also knew that now was not the time.

Throughout the journey, Rosvitha didn’t say anything to him proactively, just flew silently.

It was like a few days ago when she sent Leon back, the couple were both silent.

But this silence was different from before.

It was like a question that they had always avoided and denied, but under the circumstances, they unexpectedly gave an unexpected yet reasonable answer.

Although they still didn’t want to face the answer to this question, in the past, they avoided it because they didn’t want to; but now, they don’t face it because they didn’t dare.

Even the strongest human and the queen of the silver dragons had something they didn’t dare to face. It would be quite embarrassing to say it out loud.

After about two hours, Leon felt Rosvitha slowly reducing speed and altitude.

He sat up and looked down below.

Although he could see the Silver Dragon Temple, it was still a long distance from here. Rosvitha wouldn’t be able to reach the temple from this position by slowing down.

Before Leon could even ask what she was up to, Rosvitha gently descended to the ground.

She lowered her massive dragon body, and Leon leaped lightly from her back.

Then Rosvitha also transformed into human form.

She was still wearing the same dress she wore when she sent Leon away that day, but there were some dirt stains on the hem.

Her beautiful face also looked slightly tired and weary.

“She said she had never left, meaning… she had been waiting for him in that forest all these days,” Leon thought.

Rosvitha didn’t say anything, just walked to a bush, sat down, then flicked her fingers, conjuring a small flame of dragon fire to ignite the dry wood in front of her.

As the campfire crackled, its light illuminated her delicate yet tired face.

“After being soaked in the rain for so long, come warm yourself by the fire,” she said.

“Uh… alright.”

Leon walked over and sat on the bush next to her, keeping some distance.

Rosvitha’s face remained expressionless, she just glanced at Leon, then at the empty space beside her.

Everything was understood without words.

Leon immediately shifted closer, shuffling on his buttocks, taking small steps to approach.

The couple sat side by side, the warm flames driving away the cold from their bodies, comforting and cozy.

The wood crackled, and Rosvitha propped her chin with one hand, gazing silently into the fire, its light reflecting in her silver eyes, making her pupils look like exquisite and expensive gemstones.

Leon pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, then spoke up, “Were you… waiting for me all this time?”

Rosvitha nodded. “Initially, I intended to wait for you for only three days. When three days passed, regardless of whether you returned or not, I was going to leave.”

Upon hearing this, Leon counted the days. “But it’s been… four or five days since I returned to the Empire?”

“Yes, I waited for you for an extra two days.”

Leon’s pupils flickered. “What if I had been delayed in the Empire for a few more days…?”

“Before I left, I instructed Anna that I might be away with His Highness the Prince for a while. I told her not to worry and to take good care of the daughters during this time.”

Leon nodded thoughtfully. It was indeed Rosvitha’s style to consider every detail thoroughly. She wouldn’t simply leave home for several days without making arrangements.

However, Rosvitha’s answer… seemed to miss the point. Leon didn’t hear the answer he truly wanted to hear. But he couldn’t continue to pester Rosvitha like an infatuated young boy. That would make him seem immature. Adults didn’t need everything to be spelled out so clearly.

Rosvitha glanced at him, a faint smile playing on her lips. After being together for so long, could Leon’s little thoughts really be hidden from her?

“If you’re delayed by two days, I’ll wait for two more days; if you’re delayed by ten days, I’ll wait for ten more days; if you’re delayed by half a year—”

Leon paused. “You’d wait for me for half a year?”

“You’re quite optimistic, aren’t you?” Rosvitha reached out, pinching Leon’s ear.

“Who has such a big face to make this queen wait for so many days, eating and sleeping in the wilderness? Waiting for you for this long is already considerate enough. Do you really want me to turn into a stone statue of a waiting wife?”

His ear being pinched hurt a bit, but more than anything… It made him happy.

Yes, happy. That’s the simple and plain adjective.

And right now, Leon probably understood his master’s feelings back then.

Back then, although his master’s freedom was restricted by his master’s wife’s numerous rules, even asking for permission to smoke a cigarette, his master was still cheerful every day, saying being controlled by his wife was another kind of happiness in life, you’ll understand when you grow up.

Leon didn’t know if “now” counted as the “grown-up” his master spoke of, but… let’s just say it did.

Until Leon’s ears turned slightly red. Rosvitha thought she had pinched Leon too hard and immediately let go.

But after letting go, the queen noticed that he wasn’t just blushing in his ears.

“Hmph, idiot.”

Rosvitha lightly bumped his shoulder. “Take off your shirt.”

“Uh… uh?! What, what for?”

Between more open-minded couples, there’s usually a “safe word” to stop uncomfortable experiences at critical moments. But for this pair of hapless spouses, not only did they lack a so-called safe word in their lives, they even developed a whole new set of “start words” amid their daily routines.

Words like “take off,” “that’s it,” or “hmph, you think I won’t?” When you hear these “start words,” it means tonight is going to be another passionate night.

But it seemed things weren’t as Leon thought.

“Take it off to dry your clothes, or else it’ll be uncomfortable to wear them when they’re wet.”

“Oh…”

Leon crossed his arms, pinched the corners of his shirt, and took it off.

He stood up, holding his shirt in front of the fire to dry.

“Why does it seem like you’ve come back from a trip to your hometown but your brain hasn’t fully returned yet?” Rosvitha muttered, standing up as well. She took Leon’s shirt and then found a suitable length of branch behind the bush to hang it on.

“Isn’t this better? No need to stand there all the time,” she said.

Leon scratched his head. “Uh… good idea.”

The couple stood side by side in front of the fire. Leon, shirtless, felt the warmth of the flames directly covering his body, warming him all over.

“Ah, are you injured?” Rosvitha looked at Leon’s waist and abdomen, asking with concern.

“What? No… where?” Leon asked.

“Here.”

As she spoke, Rosvitha reached out to Leon’s waist. Her slightly cool and soft palm gently touched his abdominal muscles, and she also leaned closer.

Her slender fingers lightly massaged Leon’s skin, while her other hand subtly supported his lower back. She rested her delicate chin on his arm, her soft chest enveloping his arms. Her silver eyes gazed at his profile.

“Ah, I must have been mistaken,” she said, getting very close, her own body heat replacing the warmth of the fire.

Ah, the cunning mother dragon.

Leon gently placed his hand on Rosvitha’s back, pressing her palm against his abdomen more firmly.

Then, he reached out his hand, sliding along Rosvitha’s slender arm, shoulder, collarbone, neck, chin, and finally stopping at her slightly blushing cheek.

Rosvitha slightly turned her head and kissed Leon’s palm and wrist with her hot lips, her eyes always locked onto his.

Beneath those mesmerizing eyes, there was an endless ambiguity.

The seductive charm of the Silver Dragon Queen was something no one could imitate, and she only showed it in front of Leon.

The hand was a sensitive area, and being kissed like that by her immediately stirred up Leon ‘s emotions.

He instinctively held the back of Rosvitha’s head and pulled her towards him.

At the moment when the sun rose from the horizon, their lips met.