One Wife, Multiple Husbands – Part Two

　　”Brother, I’m happy to give birth to our Yu family’s child,” Ye Hui whispered the surname, afraid someone might hear. 　　”Xiao Nan, this child, whether boy or girl, cannot be surnamed Yu. The child will be surnamed Chu.” 　　The elder brother kissed the woman in his arms on her cheek. 　　She and the child were the most precious gifts heaven had bestowed upon him. 　　”What a pity,” Ye Hui gently caressed his lower part, looking slightly regretful: “Being pregnant, I can’t please my brother anymore, but I’ve thought about it. After two months, when the fetus is stable, it’ll be fine.” 　　”Xiao Nan, don’t talk nonsense. Does big brother lack such patience?” 　　”I just want to make my brother happy. Even if we can’t have intercourse, I can satisfy you in other ways.” Ye Hui’s eyes sparkled with warm, soft, and sweet expression. 　　The feeling of having family nearby is wonderful. Regardless of whether their relationship is familial or romantic, they deeply love each other. 　　”I’ll make you happy right now, big brother.” Today was the first day of the month, and until last night, this body was controlled by Chu Yu. Not seeing him for half a month, she had been tormented by longing: “Brother, stand up, change positions and I’ll be more comfortable.” Ye Hui sat on the bed, pulling down his pants halfway, whispering: “Jinjiang is already grown.” 　　”Xiao Nan, you should rest.” 　　”No, I like touching my brother’s body.” Ye Hui insisted, one hand encircling his robust waist, the other teasing in a small space, then burying her head to kiss. 　　The man standing before her radiated incomparable beauty, his Eurasian features absolutely stunning. His proportionate physique and muscular build would make even the best body models bow down. His azure eyes overflowed with water-like gentleness, looking down at the girl embracing and kissing him, his breathing becoming rapid, face reddening, fine beads of sweat emerging, his expression becoming hazy. 　　”Ah… Xiao Nan, Xiao Nan, my dear sister…” The elder brother felt a death-like pleasure surge in his brain, the long-accumulated essence violently erupting, gasping heavily, his entire body trembling, embracing the head below. 　　Ye Hui rested, holding her brother’s waist, then was held and laid down to rest. 　　”Xiao Nan, take good care of the pregnancy, don’t do this again.” 　　Her brother lay beside her, one hand on her lower abdomen, thinking about the life growing inside, his blue eyes instantly moistening. 　　”Big brother is my closest person, what about the father of the child in my belly?” 　　Ye Hui’s eyes sparkled with a smile, her hand on his Jinjiang, falling asleep with a smile. 　　Her brother kissed her cheeks repeatedly, unable to bear closing his eyes for a long time. 　　……………… 　　The September weather was still hot, not a single cloud in the sky, the sun hanging motionless overhead, scorching the grass. A slight breeze swept across the wilderness, bringing a hint of coolness to the air. 　　”Sister, I’ve been in the Imperial Academy for three years now. I’ve achieved some success in the Four Books and Five Classics, poetry, and even learned about 80-90% of the martial arts my tenth and eleventh uncles taught.” 　　Twenty-five-year-old Ye Xiang looked like a handsome scholar, with beautiful features and a refined demeanor. No one would guess he was actually a martial arts master. 　　”Xiang brother is planning to take the imperial examination next year and become the top scholar.” 　　”I don’t want to be the top scholar. I want to be a great general, commanding thousands of troops, making a name beyond the frontier.” Ye Xiang’s hand rested on his sword, his eyes bright: “What’s good about being a civil servant? They just play political games, fighting to the death on the court. How can that compare to a general’s prestige, being imposing and dominating?” 　　”Being a general and going to war is very dangerous. Ye family only has you as a male heir. Mother won’t agree.” 　　”So I hope my sister can persuade mother.” 　　”This is a headache of a task. Xiang brother really knows how to give me a challenge.” 　　Ye Hui chatted with her brother while watching a group of children riding and shooting arrows on the wilderness. The oldest, Heng Ting, was already sixteen, riding a blue horse, leading at the front with his brothers following. 　　Her six-and-a-half-year-old daughter Chu Qiao, held by her father Chu Yu, was throwing a tantrum wanting to go shoot arrows with her brothers, being gently coaxed by Chu Yu. 　　The year she gave birth to Chu Qiao, it happened to be Chu Yu’s turn to control the body. Seeing her beloved daughter born with her own eyes, without her brother accompanying her was a bit regrettable. However, her brother treated Chu Qiao as if she were his own blood, which made her feel reassured. 　　Today was September 15th. When midnight comes, she’ll reunite with her brother again! 　　Ye Hui’s eyes unconsciously moistened. In the end, this was much better than the Cowherd and Weaver Girl. That legendary couple could only glimpse each other across the Heavenly River once a year, while she only had half a month’s separation. Heaven was already taking care of her. 　　And Chu Yu was a good man. She should be grateful. 　　Ye Xiang chatted with his sister for a while, then was called to ride and hunt by a teenage girl in armor. 　　Ye Hui recognized the girl as Shen Min, daughter of a frontier garrison commander, with a mother named Wang Xiaoyan.