Mu Youran transmigrated to the beast world in one fell swoop and was picked up by a strong male and brought back to the tribe. She didn't expect that this male was a dirty and unhygienic wild b...
The priestess confirmed several times before speaking excitedly.
"You Ran, you're pregnant!"
Upon hearing this, his dull eyes brightened slightly as he looked at the priestess's aged face: "I'm pregnant?"
"Yes, you just got pregnant recently, and your baby is very strong; he's been protecting you the whole time."
Mu Youran was completely bewildered by these words. The baby was only newly pregnant and was still an embryo. How could she protect her?
The shrine maiden had seen this situation before, but this was the first time she had seen one so forceful.
"As long as your cub has special abilities, it will try to protect itself when it senses that its mother is in danger. Your hand was seriously injured, but your life was not in danger, all thanks to it."
These things, which were beyond her comprehension, greatly surprised Mu Youran.
So, I'm having a male baby?
The priestess nodded happily: "Not bad, but I've never seen anyone as capable as you before."
Mu Youran raised her hand to touch her flat stomach, a faint smile appearing on her face, before tears instantly streamed down her face.
At this moment, she really wished that she was carrying Huang Yu's child.
He reached out his hand, his eyes brimming with tears, and looked at the priestess: "Priestess, please heal my hand. I want to live a good life."
The shrine maiden smiled with relief; now was undoubtedly the best time for Yuran to become pregnant.
Having a baby will help her overcome her pain.
After all, it would be disheartening for anyone to lose such an outstanding male as Huang Yu.
Moreover, it was You Ran, her partner.
"Okay, leave it to me. Your hand will be healed in no time."
"However, it's probably impossible for your hand to return to its previous state."
Mu Youran didn't care. As long as the flesh could grow back, that was fine. It was burned like this, so it was normal to have scars.
"It's okay, as long as it gets better."
Seeing that she was finally willing to communicate with people, Yingyao took the opportunity to step forward and persuade her, "Why don't we eat something?"
At this moment, Mu Youran's somewhat unfocused gaze refocused on his face.
"I'd like some orange juice."
She really had no appetite tonight; if it weren't for the baby, she wouldn't even want to drink a drop of water.
"Okay, I'll go get it right away!"
Ying Yao smiled slightly. As long as she wanted to eat, whatever it was, it was better than not eating at all.
She took a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, but Mu Youran could only manage two sips before she couldn't drink any more.
Luo Bai carried a large plate of roasted meat and wanted to go in, but Ying Yao stopped him.
"She drank some orange juice and didn't want to eat anymore."
"What about these?"
Luo Bai looked at the food he had carefully prepared and said.
Ying Yao glanced at the roasted meat, and to be honest, he had no appetite either: "You eat it."
However, Luo Bai couldn't eat either. Although Huang Yu and he didn't have a good relationship before, they grew up in the same tribe and played together when they were young.
But their relationship has been good ever since they became family.
He's very sad that this person is gone now.
It was such a waste to just throw away all that roasted meat, so she turned around and took the meat to her father's cave.
I lay peacefully in bed, surrounded by familiar scents, but the warmth of that feeling was gone.
In the stillness of the night, her mind would uncontrollably reminisce about the good old days.
Overwhelmed with grief, she couldn't help but pull the blanket over herself and burst into tears.
Ying Yao stood silently at the cave entrance, wanting to offer comfort, but he truly didn't know what to say.
I am sorry for your loss?
This kind of thing can't be easily resolved by grief or by simply going with the flow.
Tell me not to be sad?
Ha, how could he not be sad? He must be feeling terrible too.
Mu Youran felt so uncomfortable that she was almost suffocating, as if she was about to die at any moment.
An overwhelming sadness washed over her from all directions, making her somewhat afraid.
"Yingyao, come in and hug me, okay?"
Suddenly hearing a call, Ying Yao immediately went in. As soon as he sat down on the edge of the bed, a wet embrace tightly held him.
His shoulders were soaked as if water was flowing down, and his animal skin coat was half wet.
He reached out and hugged her back, gently patting it.
"If you want to cry, just cry loudly, I'll hold you."
You Ran could no longer suppress the pain in her heart and burst into tears.
The entire tribe heard it clearly.
Xiaomei suddenly heard a familiar crying sound, and she abruptly sat up in bed, straining to listen.
"It's You Ran's voice!"
She was about to run out when Eagle Dragon stopped her.
"Don't go. He has a partner. What are you going to do there in the middle of the night?"
"But……"
Before she could finish speaking, Qingshan interrupted her: "No buts. You Ran is crying like this, something must have happened. There's no point in you going there. Let's wait until dawn."
The moon rose high in the sky, and the tribe fell silent.
Meanwhile, on the small hill outside, the pile of fresh soil began to move.
In an instant, the lid of the wooden box that had been closed was popped open, and a golden light shone out from inside.
The person, who was originally charred black, was now floating in mid-air.
And the coke was peeling off piece by piece, revealing a dazzling golden light.
Only after the last piece of black charcoal fell from his body did the golden light on his body slowly dim, revealing his fair skin, which was not only intact but also more dazzling than before.
A pair of beautiful phoenix eyes opened slightly, and after looking around, her gaze fell on the tribe next to her.
But it was only for a glance; with a turn, it transformed into a golden phoenix and flew away into the distance.
However, as soon as he flew away, he felt an emptiness in his heart, as if he had lost something important.
He had no recollection of where he had left it.
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