Xiu Rong felt his heart pounding; the beautiful face of that maid was still vivid in his mind's eye.

Could she be the maid that Grandmother gave to Shura?

A flicker of jealousy crossed his eyes. His grandmother had always been biased, but he never cared.

Because he received care that Shura lacked, and was even somewhat smug about it. So what if he was the legitimate son? He wasn't even living as well as Shura.

But this time, he felt dissatisfied. They were both grandsons, so why did the grandson only think about the Asura?

The carriage waited for a long time, but the master did not get on. No one dared to urge him.

After getting into the car, Xiu Rong's complexion had returned to normal.

After picking up Lin Wan'er, he naturally noticed that she had dressed up in finery, but in his eyes, she was far less stunning than the fleeting glimpse he had seen, appearing bland and uninteresting.

Even her voice wasn't as soft and pleasant as hers.

Xiu Rong felt she was sick, lovesick.

He hesitated about how to see her again.

When Shura returned from the military camp, he specially brought Qifei some pastries from Tianling Pavilion.

He discovered that Qifei really liked these little desserts.

Tianlingge's pastries are famous throughout the capital, and many people come specifically to eat them.

Sure enough, he gave the pastries to Qifei, and a surprised smile appeared on her face, her eyes shining as brightly as Liuli's before.

Shura loved watching Qifei eat. Her little face puffed up like the tabby cat he used to have when he was a child, with its round, adorable face.

"Master, please have a bite." Qi Fei smiled and offered the pastry to Xiu Luo's lips.

Shura didn't really like eating these sweet and cloying things, but seeing Qifei's smiling face, he still opened his mouth and ate them.

Her fingertips lightly touched her lips, and a blush rose on Qi Fei's face, which stirred Shura's heart and made his mouth inexplicably dry.

Shura reached out and pulled Qifei into his arms, his hot breath enveloping her.

The sweetness in my mouth hadn't completely melted yet, carrying the unique sweetness of pastries.

Every time, Shura wanted to pull Qifei into his arms; she was always so fragrant and soft that he couldn't resist her.

After the deep kiss, they were both a little out of breath, their eyes gleaming with desire.

Qi Fei's beautiful face was filled with the bliss of spring, and her charming appearance made Shura's lower abdomen tighten.

Just as he was about to carry the person into the house, he heard Xiaosong report from outside, "Master, the eldest master has arrived and says he has something to discuss."

Shura paused for a moment. He and this older brother had never crossed paths and had never interacted. Why was he looking for him?

"Master, please attend to your business first." Qi Fei stood up, suppressing her embarrassment, and hurriedly put on the clothes that Xiu Luo had just torn open. Then she reached out and straightened Xiu Luo's clothes.

"Wait for me." Shura reached out and lifted Qifei's chin, kissed her on the lips, and then went out the door.

Qifei covered her face for a long time before the smile on her face disappeared.

[Host, why didn't you get pregnant immediately like last time?] The system scans Qifei's belly every day, but it can't see any embryo at all.

[Could it be that something went wrong with his body when he was transported to the new world?] The system imagined this and immediately had a bad feeling.

"No." Qifei stood up, straightening her clothes. "It's because I could control myself from getting pregnant."

[What!] The system was shocked. The host could actually control conception?

"My physical form means I'm very fertile," Qifei explained to the system. "In the first world, I was able to conceive easily because I lacked demonic power."

However, I've regained some of my demonic power, though not much, but enough for me to control my ability to conceive.

[Then why did you do this? Haven't you always wanted to take back your cultivation? How can you get your cultivation back if you don't have children?] The system couldn't believe that it was Qi Fei who had done it herself.

Hasn't she always wanted to take back her cultivation?

"I want to take back my cultivation, but I also have to consider Shura's feelings." A complex look flashed in Qi Fei's eyes.

I can get pregnant anytime I want.

However, in this world, Shura has always been overshadowed by his elder brother, who is the eldest son of a concubine.

I'm not sure if he'd be willing to have a child that isn't his wife's right now.

He's not married now, but what if he gets married someday?

Qi Fei dared not gamble. What if he couldn't withstand the pressure from his family in the future and married a suitable woman according to their wishes? What would happen to the child she bore?

Therefore, she wouldn't easily get pregnant until she was certain of Shura's feelings and until he mentioned wanting a child.

[Host, what if the target really does marry another woman in this world, then you...]

The system was having a bit of a headache. In this world, men could have multiple wives and concubines, and the fact that the host was at the very bottom of the social hierarchy made things even worse.

What kind of hellish dungeon is this? I wish I hadn't chosen a world like this. I was thinking of finding one where there were no restrictions on having children, but I forgot to consider other factors.

If Shura married another woman, Qifei was a little stunned, and the thought of it made her heart ache.

Then, would she still be able to have children with demons from different worlds without any reservations?

For a moment, her mind was in complete turmoil.

This is the first person she has ever fallen for in ten thousand years, but if this person has a relationship with another woman, given her pride, the most likely outcome is that she will give up on winning him over and find a place to hide away and cultivate again.

When Shura returned, he saw Qifei sitting there with tears in her eyes. His heart tightened, and he quickly walked over. "What's wrong?"

Qifei, who was secretly fretting and imagining what might happen, only then noticed that Xiuluo had returned. She hurriedly got up and said, "This servant will go and see if the food in the small kitchen is ready."

Shura's face darkened. He held Qifei in his arms, looked into her watery eyes, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers. "What happened? Don't make me ask again."

As if startled by the coldness in his tone, Qifei lowered her head. "It's nothing, I just thought of something that made me sad..."

"Qifei." Shura interrupted Qifei. He wasn't stupid; he could tell that Qifei was just giving him the runaround.

Shura's expression turned cold. "If you're not going to tell me the truth, then you shouldn't serve me anymore."

"Master." Qi Fei looked up at Xiu Luo in a panic, who looked like he was about to cry again. "Don't you want me anymore?"

Shura remained unmoved. "You know I really dislike being lied to."

Because of his mother, he hated deception.

Qifei bit her lip and slowly got off Xiu Luo's lap, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Then this servant will pack my things and return to the old lady's place." Qi Fei's tears fell onto Xiu Luo's clothes, quickly soaking them.

Qifei left the house, returned to her own room, and lay on the bed, sobbing.

The Shura in this world is not good at all. He doesn't feel sorry for her at all when he sees her crying. The Shura in the previous world couldn't bear to see her shed a single tear.

Qifei became increasingly heartbroken as she thought about it, and her tears fell even more freely.