She crouched down, her blood-stained hand gently holding Ning Yu An’s hand, “Okay, I will try to love you.” Ning Yu An and Xiao Wan Yue embraced deeply, and I silently led everyone out of the room.
[Volume Three – Demon Cult: Chapter 84 – Baby in the Belly]
Looking at Yumei’s nervous face, I felt awkward. “I just want to drink water…” Shuyang immediately poured a cup of warm water and brought it to me, which I drank a few sips of and then put down.
The days that followed were simply unbearable.
Baoxin hugged my arm like an octopus, insisting, “I’ll accompany you!” When I needed to go to the “CEO’s office,” Yumei stopped me, “You’re pregnant, I’ll take care of this.”
When I secretly tried to eat ice cream, it was snatched away by Shang, who said, “You’re pregnant, don’t eat cold things.” These four men, whose profession was being emperors, had no sense of being rulers of a nation. They shamelessly stuck to my side, always finding excuses to send back the palace staff who tried to take them home, exhausting the court officials.
The babies and Beibei had given up their “sweet love trip” and now stayed by my side watching me. Grandparents from various sects traveled long distances to take care of me, and even my godfathers, Jade Emperor and Yama, would occasionally come down to see me.
Could this be any more exaggerated? It’s just a baby in my belly—is this really necessary?! T^T How long has it been since I went shopping, took a proper walk, ate ice cream, or drank alcohol?
Even worse, they won’t let me gamble! Why?! I’m really puzzled! But with such a righteous argument, the words would die in my throat before I could speak.
According to discussions, Shuyang had returned to the palace to prepare for the wedding. Since I was now carrying his child, we needed to marry first to have a proper status. Otherwise, marrying after the child is born would be seen as a “shotgun wedding,” which wouldn’t be ideal.
Shuyang had released all the concubines from the inner palace, promoting those with official positions. This was the condition to encourage the concubines to leave willingly. However, this caused concern about the continuation of the royal lineage.
But they’re overthinking it! Isn’t there already one in my belly?!
Because of this child, I will become a mother and lead an extremely boring, monotonous, confusing, and family-centered life.
During this time, I still have some things to say, like about the two developing romances.
The relationship between Mo Ran and Silly Lu is naturally getting better and better. Mo Ran, who has no feelings for the opposite sex, even skipped work to date Silly Lu. I almost wanted to chop him with a kitchen knife, but four people held me back.
The situation between Ning Yu An and Little Yue Yue is even more tense. Poor Little An kneels in front of Little Yue Yue’s door every morning, holding roses, only standing up after she agrees. He prepares clothes and daily necessities for her, cooks three meals a day personally, and even prepares a bath with flower petals in the evening…
In short, he has put in a lot of effort to win Little Yue Yue’s heart, yet he does it all happily, with a foolish smile on his face, without any complaints. I can’t help but wonder, are men really this foolish in love? How can they become so silly… -_-!
But there’s no code in this text. This seems to be a segment of Chinese literature that needs to be translated. Here’s the translation:
“But you must drink this soup, otherwise, your health will suffer, and if your health isn’t good, it will affect…” “Enough! I don’t want to hear it! I won’t drink! Won’t drink!” I stubbornly kept my mouth tightly shut, refusing to open it.
Xiao Yuan helplessly sighed, first putting down the bowl, then rolling up his sleeve with determination, picking up the bowl and walking towards me. My mouth involuntarily opened wide, not because I was going to comply, but because…
I stared at the conspicuous crescent-shaped birthmark on Xiao Yuan’s right arm, my jaw almost dropping. Xiao Yuan took the opportunity to pour the soup into my mouth. I was stunned, drinking the entire soup without reaction, still fixated on his birthmark.
My face changed from white to blue, then from blue to red, with colors more varied than a traffic light. “Shang! Yu! Xiao Yang! Bao Xi!” I roared, about to run out the door. Xiao Yuan tried to hold me down on the bed, “Sister Ling, don’t run around, if you want to call Dugu Gongzi, I’ll go call him for you!”
Before Xiao Yuan could call, four people rushed over after hearing the noise. “What happened?!”
I raised Xiao Yuan’s right arm, displaying the crescent-shaped birthmark. Shang frowned deeply, Yu’s jaw dropped, Shao Yang’s eyebrows twitched, Bao Xi stared with bulging eyes.
Then, Qi Ye, Mo Ran, Zi Ru, Bao Bao, Bei Bei, and the elders from various sects surrounded Xiao Yuan, examining his birthmark like a piece of art.
Then everyone gave me a look, and I nodded in understanding. Xiao Yuan said helplessly, “What’s wrong with you all? I’ve had this birthmark since I was little, what’s so strange?” “It’s very strange! Do you know what this birthmark represents?” I excitedly stood up and pointed at it.
Shao Yang pushed me back onto the bed, covered me with a blanket, and said to Xiao Yuan, “It’s like finding a needle in a haystack without effort. Xiao Yuan, you are the young sect master of the Beggar’s Sect we’ve been searching for everywhere.”
“Huh?!” Xiao Yuan looked shocked, and I thought he should be more surprised than us.
“Don’t you know?” Shang looked at him suspiciously. “Dugu Gongzi is right, I really didn’t know,” Xiao Yuan said innocently. “If I’m not mistaken, you should have a mother. Didn’t she ever tell you about your background?” I asked.
Xiao Yuan nodded, “Yes, my mother never mentioned my background. She only told me that my father died shortly after I was born.” “Wow, your mother sure knows how to lie. Your father died less than a year ago, yet she exaggerated that he died over a decade ago?” I muttered.
Volume Three: Demon Cult – Chapter 86: Stubborn Mother and Pitiful Child
I was locked in a confrontation with the beautiful elderly woman across from me.
Half an hour earlier—
“Fine, I’ll go talk to your mother clearly!” I puffed out my chest, secretly thinking: ‘I should be able to explain, right?’
Everyone cheered, and before I could change my mind, they lifted me up and rushed toward Xiao Yuan’s home. “Put me down! I can walk by myself…”
My resistance was ineffective. The men called this ‘protecting the child in the belly’. I suddenly felt dizzy. If I fell from their hands, is this really protection?
We arrived at Xiao Yuan’s home. Since it wasn’t very large, it felt even more cramped when everyone squeezed inside. Xiao Yuan’s mother was initially happy about my ‘arrival’, but her attitude changed when she heard I wanted to convince Xiao Yuan to inherit the Beggar’s Gang.
Now, we’re in this current situation.
“If you want to involve Xiao Yuan with the sinister jianghu, Boss Ling, you can go back,” Xiao Yuan’s mother said coldly.
I looked at her pale, ashen face and responded: “If you think I will give up at the slightest difficulty, you’re mistaken.”
Everyone involuntarily swallowed; the atmosphere was freezing cold.
“Do you think you can persuade me?” Xiao Yuan’s mother scoffed. “I will protect him. You can rest assured.”
“I absolutely won’t let him suffer any harm in the jianghu,” I confidently declared, believing my martial arts skills were top-notch and that protecting Xiao Yuan would be no problem.
“Hehe, Xiao Yuan’s father said the same thing, but did he succeed? Didn’t he still make my son and me suffer?” Xiao Yuan’s mother said with a bitter smile. I was taken aback. Even the old gang leader was powerful but couldn’t ensure Xiao Yuan’s safety, so what could I do?
