Chapter 64 Jinjiang Exclusive Authorization First Release 44 Wen Huoran has enough milk...

Back in the bedroom, Wen Huoran was feeding the child. Yan Yi quickened his pace and walked over, saying softly, "I'm back!"

"What did you learn from Meng Suian today?" Wen Huoran stared at her, his eyes full of curiosity.

Yan Yi sat down on the chair in front of the bed and said half-heartedly, "I asked Master's wife about the twins' upbringing."

Wen Huiran was a little puzzled. "Why are you asking about this?"

Yan Yi said seriously, "I want to know what the difference is between the children of the demon clan and mortal children."

"What's the difference?"

Yan Yi: "For example, growth patterns, when is the best time to wean, how long does it take for the baby to learn to talk, when can he walk independently..."

Wen Huoran listened patiently and said gently, "The child has only been born a few days ago. There's no need to worry so much."

Yan Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the child's chubby little face, and his heavy mood gradually relaxed.

"It's best to prepare in advance so we don't get caught off guard when the time comes." She held Wen Huoran's right hand, which had returned to normal, and said seriously, "Your Majesty, don't forget, we are new parents."

Wen Huoran raised his eyebrows slightly, "New parents?"

"Becoming a parent for the first time is what we call 'new parents' in my hometown."

Wen Huoran shook her hand, and he became intrigued by the hometown she mentioned so often. "I have a child with you. When will you bring me back to meet your parents?"

Yan Yi's expression paused for a moment, but soon returned to normal. "Your Majesty, why do you want to see my parents?"

Wen Huoran said sternly, "You once said that a marriage with parental consent and support is the most fortunate. I hope to be with you for a long time, and I also hope to gain your parents' approval."

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand. Yan Yi suddenly felt short of breath and his throat was choked.

She blinked, trying hard to hold back the tears that were secretly escaping.

"Your Majesty, my cousin praised you highly and praised you to the skies in front of my father, who was very pleased. After all—"

She deliberately stretched out the last word, and it was clear from the moment she heard it that what she was going to say was not serious. Wen Huoran stretched out a finger and pressed it against her lips, "Don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Yan Yi couldn't help laughing, and pushed the tip of his tongue forward, gently sweeping across his slender white fingertips.

Wen Huoran quickly pulled her hand back as if she had been scalded. Her gaze subconsciously fell on the child in her arms. Seeing that she was still drinking milk quietly, she felt relieved and could not help but said angrily, "Nonsense."

Yan Yi was not annoyed, and explained: "I just wanted to say that after all, Your Majesty is good at housekeeping, and as for being good at the kitchen, he can be trained slowly."

"How do you train?" Wen Huoran smiled. "You want to teach me how to stew soup?"

"Let's make complementary food for the baby together." Yan Yi looked serious and eager to try.

"Complementary food?" This word was quite new to Wen Huoran, and he couldn't help but feel a little interested.

Yan Yi counted on her fingers and patiently told him about "baby food supplements". "In addition to drinking milk, babies can also eat other foods, such as vegetable puree, fruit puree, or meat puree."

This time, Wen Huoran understood. "Just mash this kind of food into a paste?"

"That's right." Yan Yi nodded repeatedly.

"That sounds easy."

Earlier, Yan Yi was still thinking about finding a craftsman to build a manual baby food machine. After Wen Huoran's reminder, she suddenly realized it.

The villain can use his magic power to make all kinds of fruits, vegetables, fish and meat into a paste, and even squeeze them into juice.

Although it's a bit of a waste of talent.

Listening to the child's "gurgling" swallowing sound, Yan Yi suddenly asked: "Your Majesty, have you thought of a name for the child?"

Wen Huiran nodded slightly, "I've thought about it, I'm just waiting for your nod of approval."

"What's the name?" Yan Yi immediately jumped for joy.

When she was little, she especially loved to inquire about the names of other people's children. Whenever a relative had a baby, she would pull her mother aside and ask if it was a sister or a brother, and what its name was.

Before Wen Huoran could respond, Ling Youtong's voice suddenly rang out from outside the palace.

"Your Majesty, Young Master Su requests an audience."

Yan Yi had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and quickly went up to him.

Ever since Wen Huoran gave birth to the child, Su Can has come to visit her every day. Yesterday, he brought a lively old hen. I wonder what fresh food he will bring today to nourish Wen Huoran.

Su Can handed the still dripping bamboo basket to Yan Yi, "Cousin, this is the crucian carp I just caught. It's still alive! Give it to my brother-in-law to nourish his body."

After hearing this, Wen Huoran was speechless for a moment. This cousin has been getting more and more presumptuous in recent days.

"Thank you, cousin!" Yan Yi took the bamboo basket with a smile and put a few fat crucian carps into the fish tank in the hall.

Seeing Wen Xuran's unfriendly expression, Su Can deliberately raised his voice and said, "Your Majesty, please don't be polite. This is all for the sake of my cousin and the child. It's to prevent your majesty from having unbalanced nutrition, the child from starving, and my cousin from worrying."

Wen Huiran gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you very much."

Su Can was delighted and didn't take the other person's murderous look to heart. He said to Yan Yi, "I heard from Xiaoli that there is a small mortal town not far from Fuyu Mountain that is rich in milk. I will go there in a couple of days to see it and buy some fresh milk."

Yan Yi: "Cousin, there is no need to spend money. The child has enough milk from Your Majesty and will not starve."

Su Can waved his hand and said, "It's not for the child to drink, but for my brother-in-law to nourish his body."

Yan Yi almost choked to death on his own saliva.

What you eat determines what you gain?

Wen Huoran has plenty of milk, and sometimes the baby can't drink it. He feels so bloated and painful that he needs Yan Yi's help to relieve it. He really doesn't need any more supplements.

However, the original book's male protagonist's kindness was hard to refuse, and Yan Yi could only let him do what he wanted. Then he changed the subject and talked about his cultivation in the sect.

"Cousin, when do you plan to return to the sect?"

Su Can: "I'm not going back."

Yan Yi was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant. "Not going back, do you mean not going back for the time being?"

Su Can's ears warmed, and he smiled shyly, saying truthfully, "The Demon Realm is where Xiaoli grew up. I want to stay and live with Xiaoli in the Demon Realm."

After hearing this, Yan Yi suddenly remembered the setting in the original book. Su Can was the light of justice. He avenged the Canary and crushed the villain to ashes. From then on, he reached the peak of his life and sat on the throne of the Demon Realm.

Judging from the current situation, apart from some occasional childish words and actions, there is no fatal conflict between Wen Huoran and Su Can, and it is even more impossible for them to fight to the point of life and death.

Hearing Su Can say that he wanted to stay in the Demon Realm for Xiaoli, Yan Yi felt a little uneasy for some reason.

After she entered the world in the book, many events changed. Wen Huoran did not absorb the spirit of the old demon as set out in the original book, nor did she become possessed by the devil, destroying the world and killing everyone. She also did not become the target of public criticism.

He even had a child with her.

His life trajectory has changed dramatically, completely deviating from the setting of the biggest villain in the book.

However, Su Can stayed in the Demon Realm as usual as in the original book. Is there some special hint in this, or is it destined?

A bad thought gradually grew in his mind, and Yan Yi couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Cousin?" Seeing her speechless, Su Can stretched out a hand and waved it in front of her eyes. "If I stay, you can take care of me, and your uncle and aunt can rest assured."

Yan Yi nodded slowly, "I'm happy for my cousin that Xiaoli is with you."

Speaking of Xiaoli, Su Can scratched his head sheepishly and said with a smile, "I'm very happy to be able to be with her."

After saying that, he looked at the sleeping child in Wen Huoran's arms and asked, "Cousin, have you named the child yet?"

Yan Yi: “Yes.”

Su Can suddenly became interested, "What's your name?"

Wen Huiran: "Wen Yi, Yan Wen Yi."

"Great! I heard you understand my intention." Su Can couldn't help but be delighted. "I never expected that my brother-in-law is such a sentimental person."

"Let's call you Susu, it's my last name, how about that?"

Wen Huiran's face darkened as he said coldly, "Not very good."

Su Can smiled awkwardly and quickly tried to make amends, "I just mentioned it, Your Majesty, please don't take it to heart."

Seeing that his words were getting more and more outrageous, Yan Yi quickly interrupted him, trying to wake up his mind, "Cousin, how can the child of the Lord and I have your last name? Stop daydreaming!"

Su Can wanted to struggle a bit more, "I just think 'Yan Yan' isn't as nice as 'Su Su'."

Yan Yi resolutely refused to agree: "That won't work either, cousin, you'd better give up this idea as soon as possible!"

Not only was he not allowed to choose a name, he was not even given the chance to choose a nickname. Su Can felt extremely disappointed, so he said goodbye to the two of them and left dejectedly with the empty bamboo basket.

Wen Huoran placed the sleeping child back on the couch, tucked the quilt in for her, and then asked, "Do you like the name?"

"Very good!" Yan Yi nodded vigorously, "I like it very much, it has a lot of meaning."

The scene before him was like a dream, and Yan Yi was a little dazed for a moment.

The decision she had just made was shaken at this moment.

Or maybe I should wait until the baby is weaned before leaving, she thought.

"You seem uneasy today, but is there something bothering you?"

Yan Yi gradually gathered his thoughts and his gaze fell on Wen Huoran's face. "Your Majesty, I was thinking of a good nickname for the child."

"You can't call me 'Susu'." Wen Huoran blurted out unconsciously.

Yan Yi burst out laughing, thinking that the villain and Su Can had such a childish way of getting along, how on earth would they fight in the original book?

"Not 'Su Su'." Yan Yi said affirmatively.

As she was thinking, she felt a dull pain in her chest, and then she felt a little short of breath. She quickly reached out to hold Wen Huoran's arm, and she broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

Wen Huoran helped her sit firmly on the chair, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"I—" It felt like a knife was cutting through his heart and bones. Yan Yi's voice changed due to the pain. "My heart hurts."

As soon as the words fell, the familiar electronic sound rang in my mind again -

[The situation is critical. Please choose a return date.]

…

"Mother!"

“…”

Her heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife, and she couldn't breathe. Yan Yi lay drowsily on the couch, trying to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. She could only clearly feel her eyeballs slowly moving in their sockets.

Homesick, his mother's face gradually became clearer in his dream. Yan Yi reached out and wanted to hold her hand.

Just as she moved her fingers, she suddenly remembered something and her fingertips trembled slightly as she retracted them.

In the last nightmare, her mother broke off relations with Yan Yi because she had committed an unforgivable mistake and was dissatisfied and disappointed with her actions.

Several months have passed, and I wonder if my mother has calmed down or if she has tried to forgive her?

"Mother!"

A childish voice suddenly came.

Yan Yi pricked up his ears and listened for a while. The calling voice did not come from her mouth, but came from her chest. It was a soft and baby-like call.

"Mother!"

A warm current suddenly surged in her heart, warm and hot, as if a pair of warm little hands were gently holding her heart, carefully protecting it.

"Mother!"

Yan Yi pulled back the quilt, opened his eyes and woke up.

The first thing that caught my eye was a face full of anxiety. Wen Huoran was holding Wen Yi and waiting by the bed. When he saw her wake up, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"You finally woke up." Wen Huoran held her fingers tightly, his voice choked with sobs.

Yan Yi's gaze fell on the child's face. Wen Yi stared at her with a pair of round amber eyes, without blinking.

"Mother!"

The soft child's voice sounded again. Yan Yi listened attentively and confirmed that it was Wen Yi's voice.

Strangely, Wen Yi did not open his mouth, but just looked at her with his glass-like eyes blinking. The gentle call sounded in Yan Yi's chest. She seemed to feel Wen Yi's inner world and hear her voice.

"Your Majesty—"

Yan Yi supported herself on the bed and was about to get up, but Wen Huoran quickly reached out to help her.

"Did you hear anything?" she asked a little excitedly.

Wen Huiran nodded slightly, "I heard you call out 'Mom' a few times in your sleep."

"Not in a dream." Yan Yi shook his head slowly. "Just now, in the bedroom, did you hear any sound?"

Wen Xuran held his breath and concentrated. Apart from the shallow breathing of several people, he could not hear anything else. He tightened Yan Yi's wrist and said, "Maybe he is tired and has auditory hallucinations."

Yan Yi shook her head repeatedly, "It's not hallucination." She lowered her eyes to look at the child in Wen Huoran's arms and said affirmatively, "It's Wen Yi's voice."

As they were talking, Bu Shu packed up his medicine box and slowly walked over to the bed. "Your Majesty, Xiaoyi is fine and can even be considered healthy. In my opinion, this accident was caused by a heart attack."

Upon hearing this, Wen Huiran's face changed. He felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it difficult to breathe.

"Is there any way to ease the pain?"

Bu Shu carefully considered his words and said, "Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. Go home to visit your parents and relatives, or go out and relax."

His heart was beating in his throat, fearing that the other party would mention returning home to visit relatives, Yan Yi quickly said: "Your Majesty, will you accompany me to Fuyu Mountain to watch the sunset?"

"Okay." Wen Huiran agreed immediately, then asked worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Does your chest still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yan Yi said truthfully, "Your Majesty, don't worry. I just had a stitch in the side, which is why it hurts so badly."

Seeing that Yan Yi was fully awake, Bu Shu gradually felt relieved and said goodbye and left.

After watching the old witch doctor leave the bedroom, Yan Yi continued what he had said earlier, "Your Majesty, I heard Wen Yi's voice in my dream."

When the child was still a spirit, he could sense Yan Yi's joys, sorrows, anger and happiness, and protect her in times of crisis.

Even the half of Wen Huoran's body that had become transparent due to the thinning of demonic energy gradually returned to its original state after the child was born.

Just as the old witch doctor said, children are a blessing to them.

"What did she say?"

"Mom!" Yan Yi smiled. "At first I thought I was just calling my mom in my dream! When I woke up, I found her staring at me. I could sense in my heart that she was calling me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Yi suddenly stretched out his two chubby little hands towards her, asking for a hug.

Yan Yi looked up at Wen Huoran, his eyes filled with shock. Before this, Wen Yi had never actively expressed his desire for a hug or anything else.

Seeing her sitting on the bed in a daze, with no intention of reaching out to hold the child, Wen Huiran gently placed the child in her arms and said softly, "Wen Yi is not like ordinary children. Her mind matures quickly."

Yan Yi blinked, his face full of bewilderment. "Your Majesty, are you saying that she grows faster than ordinary children?"

"Yes." Wen Huiran confirmed, "She should start talking and walking soon."

"Then - what about weaning?" Yan Yi looked nervous, afraid to hear the answer he had prepared in his mind.

She will leave when the child is weaned.

Wen Huiran chuckled softly, sounding quite pleased. "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"In my hometown, some children are still breastfeeding when they are five or six years old. They come home from school and pester their mothers for milk." Yan Yi said half-seriously, "I am worried!"

Wen Huiran couldn't help laughing and said softly, "Don't worry, Wen Yi won't be like that."

Hearing his solemn promise, Yan Yi gradually felt relieved, and then he hugged Wen Yi and got off the bed, "Your Majesty, accompany me to Fuyu Mountain to watch the sunset!"

Wen Huoran took the child from her and reminded her, "The weather is getting colder, change into some thick clothes."

In early autumn, the noisy cicadas' chirping was blown away by the autumn wind, the setting sun slanted on the shimmering surface of Taihu Lake, and there was silence on Fuyu Mountain.

The two sat side by side on the top of the mountain, the mountain breeze caressing their faces, comfortable and warm. Wen Xuran looked ahead and suddenly asked her, "Yan Yi, when are you planning to take me back to visit my relatives?"

The villain mentioned the matter seriously again, and Yan Yi was panicked and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Without allowing her to respond, Wen Huiran continued, "The Demon Realm and my status as a Demon Lord are not as valuable as being with you forever. If you are not used to the life of a demon, I am willing to accompany you back to the mortal world."

"Your Majesty," Yan Yi's vision blurred and he choked up, "Why did you bring this up so suddenly?"

Wen Huoran said seriously, "I've long suspected the heart disease your master mentioned, but I harbored illusions and was reluctant to believe it. Now, it's me who's delayed you."

"That's not the case." Yan Yi shook his head repeatedly, choking with sobs, "Your Majesty, please don't say such things. I stayed here of my own accord. I like this place, and I like Your Majesty. I just, I——"

Hearing her crying, Wen Yi turned his head to look at her, "Mom, don't cry!"

Yan Yi couldn't hold it back any longer, tears falling like beads from a broken string. Wen Huoran felt a pang of pain in his heart, and reached out to wipe her tears, but the more he wiped, the more tears came, and his hands were soaked with dampness.

"Mom, don't cry!"

Wen Yi's voice came from his chest again.

Yan Yi quickly wiped away her tears, held her hand and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, Wenyi, mom is just too happy."

Wen Yi looked at her as if he understood something, his glass-like eyes shimmering with tears.

"Your Majesty," Yan Yi suppressed his surging emotions and slowly stood up, pointing to a large field of poppies not far away, "Shall we make a swing for the child?"

Wen Huoran raised his eyebrows slightly, quite surprised, "Using poppies to make a swing?"

Yan Yi shook his head slowly, "Use poppies as decoration."

Wen Huoran gladly accepted it, and then mobilized his demonic energy to chop the tree trunk to make a swing.

In a moment, the base of the swing was completed. Yan Yi found a lush ivy and asked Wen Huoran to pull it up by the roots. The rope of the swing was also ready.

Wen Huoran's gaze fell on the gorgeous poppies. Yan Yi quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Your Majesty, I will pick them myself."

After that, she quickly ran towards the hillside covered with poppies, saying as she ran, "I want to contribute to Wen Yi's swing."

Yan Yi held Wen Yi in his arms and sat on the swing decorated with Yu Meiren, feeling mixed emotions.

"Your Majesty, please give me a push." ​​She suddenly called out.

Wen Huoran stood behind her and gently pushed the swing.

The force was too weak, and Yan Yi's feet hadn't even left the ground yet. She pretended to be dissatisfied and yelled, "Your Majesty, you drank the Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup in vain. I'll make you some old hen soup tonight."

Wen Huoran couldn't help but chuckle, "I was worried about you and the child falling."

"Don't be afraid!" The mountain wind gradually grew stronger, and Yan Yi subconsciously raised his voice and shouted: "Your Majesty, please use a little more force to lift my feet off the ground."

Wen Huoran increased his strength as instructed, but did not let go, just like rocking a cradle.

Yan Yi was really dissatisfied and got off the swing with the child in his arms, "Your Majesty, you go up, I'll push you and Wen Yi."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Yi burst into tears, as if he was trying his best to resist her proposal.

Wen Huiran: "I don't want to."

Yan Yi lowered his eyes to look at the child and asked softly, "Are you timid?"

The crying stopped abruptly, Wen Yi looked at her with a pair of big watery eyes, and Yan Yi immediately felt her psychological activities——

Wen Yi wants a hug from her mother.

As the saying goes, a wife and children are the key to a warm home.

Seeing that Yi was so attached to her, Yan Yi was moved, and her reluctance to let her go grew stronger.

The surroundings were quiet, and all the worries dissipated with the mountain breeze. Yan Yi closed his eyes slightly, hoping that time would stop and stay at this moment.

She wanted to stay in this moment forever with Wen Huoran and their daughter.

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