“Hehe, cease fire! Cease fire!” I quickly stepped forward to defuse the situation and glanced at Tianmei, making the six people pause, as if they’d realized something. I smiled and said, “We’re all family, so why fight? How long have we been traveling?”
“Only four days. I wonder where the madam has gone?” Mo Shuihen said, furrowing his brow.
“Oh!” It was only four days, indicating the time tunnel doesn’t change time and is likely related to this body, unlike my last journey where it was just my soul. With a carefree smile and a wave of my hand, I said, “Let’s go home!” Everyone exchanged smiles.
A few days later, children affected by the ‘soul-losing fragrance’ gathered in Yinri and were taken to Bingxue Mountain. After taking the ‘immortal ice flower’, loud cries erupted, keeping eleven handsome men quite busy.
“Seeing how hard you’ve cared for them, I might as well have a daughter and let you all become live-in sons-in-law!” This earned me eleven cold stares.
[Main Text: Chapter Thirty-Two – Finally, There Are Successors]
Five months later, Yinri Country, Phantom Love Mansion
“I’m warning you all to pray that I give birth to a daughter; otherwise…”
I was scolding those eleven people when the midwife interrupted me.
“Madam, you must push!” The midwife was sweating anxiously.
“I’m already pushing hard! What kind of child is this? If only I were in modern times, I could do a DNA test.”
“Madam, please concentrate!” the midwife reminded me again.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I heard a baby’s cry and sighed in relief.
“Congratulations, madam! It’s a big, healthy boy!” The midwife’s smile was ear-to-ear.
“What?” My entire face fell. Listening to the jubilant noise outside, I was furious! How could it be a son?
“Mom!” Old Sixth Huo Yan Jie pointed at Huan Ming, saying irritably, “This guy always disturbs me, preventing me from concentrating on sword practice!” His temper was clearly inherited from Huo Ling Yun, every frown and glance similar.
“Alright, be good! Don’t be angry!” Pinching Huan Ming’s cheeks, she lightly tapped his head. “How can you bully your brother? How’s your sword technique? Be careful or your father will spank you!”
“I’ve already mastered it!” Huan Ming patting his chest confidently.
“Xu’er!”
