Chapter 138 Dongfang Yuning's Strong Return
The sun was shining brightly in the mansion in Yanmao District, but the atmosphere was somewhat... subtle.
As soon as Dongfang Yuning and Nangong Ye stepped into the courtyard, they heard Nangong Yue's voice filled with disgust:
"Chen Xiaoyun! That's enough! I'm just pregnant, not a porcelain doll! I can walk on my own!"
Nangong Yue was seen trying to shake off the nervous man who was following her closely.
And Chen Xiaoyun, the iron-blooded prince consort who once terrified the enemies on the battlefield and made the workers tremble like sieves on the construction site, has now completely transformed into a filial husband and a patient with advanced anxiety disorder for future fathers.
He held Nangong Yue's waist with one hand and was ready to support her arm with the other hand at any time. His tall body was slightly bent, and his posture looked like a little Shenzi who was afraid that his master would fall!
"Yuer, be careful with the threshold! Slow down! There are stones on the ground!"
Shen Xiaoyun's voice was filled with nervousness and caution, and even sweat broke out on his forehead.
"You're in a double body now, so be careful about everything! The doctor said you need to rest..."
"Yuer! I'm back!"
Dongfang Yuning's voice arrived before she even showed up, and her clear voice carried the joy of reunion.
When Nangong Yue heard this familiar voice, her eyes lit up instantly, as if she had found a savior! She subconsciously wanted to break free from Shen Xiaoyun's clutches and rush over to hug her aunt as usual!
"Ouch! Ancestors!"
Shen Xiaoyun was so frightened that his soul flew out of his body. His arms suddenly tightened, almost half hugging and half holding Nangong Yue in his arms. His voice changed in tone.
"Don't run! Don't get excited! Take care of yourself!"
Dongfang Yuning and Nangong Ye walked into the yard and saw this funny scene of an eagle catching chickens.
Dongfang Yuning burst out laughing, his eyebrows curved:
"Yu'er, calm down! You are a key protected person now, don't get excited!"
She walked forward quickly, looking Nangong Yue up and down with concern.
"How do you feel? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Nangong Yue was held by Chen Xiaoyun, rolled her eyes helplessly, and complained to Dongfang Yuning:
"Look at him, aunt! He's so nervous! I'm just pregnant, not terminally ill! He won't even let me walk properly!"
[Hahaha! Shen Huli's anxiety disorder as a prospective father is in the late stage and there's no hope! Yue'er is almost driven crazy by his 'meticulous care'!]
System 118:
[Ding! Detected: Chen Xiaoyun's 'Expectant Father Anxiety Index' has skyrocketed! Behavior Pattern: Overprotective + Paranoid!]
Princess Yue's 'Freedom Restriction Index' has also skyrocketed! It's recommended that the host activate the 'Spiritual Spring Water Soothing' program! (The system displays an 'Anxiety MAX' bubble above Chen Xiaoyun's head, and a 'Raging' flame above Nangong Yue's head.)
Dongfang Yuning smiled knowingly and immediately took off the seemingly ordinary leather water bottle from his waist.
The water in this kettle is not ordinary water, but the spiritual spring water in her space that can strengthen the body and nourish all things!
She quickly poured out a glass of clear, transparent water that faintly exuded a refreshing aroma, and handed it to Nangong Yue's mouth, her tone filled with concern that could not be refused:
"Come, Yue'er, have a drink first. I brought back some mountain spring water. It's so sweet and refreshing! It can calm your mind."
Nangong Yue was thirsty, so without thinking much, she took the glass of water from her aunt's hand and drank it down in one gulp.
An indescribable feeling of coolness and comfort instantly slid from the throat into the abdomen, spreading to every limb and bone, and even the slight irritability caused by the early pregnancy and Shen Xiaoyun's excessive tension dissipated a lot, and the whole person felt refreshed.
[Done! My spiritual spring water will nourish Yue'er and the baby, keeping both mother and child safe and healthy! Who knows, the baby might even be a brilliant, incredibly good-looking little genius! Hehe!]
System 118:
[Host wise! Spiritual spring water nourishes the mother, and the fetus benefits infinitely! IQ +10%, Appearance +20%, Health +50%!]
Princess Yue's pregnancy comfort is MAX! General Shen's anxiety level is -30%! (The system displays a Q-version image of Nangong Yue and the baby, with a healthy green light emanating from their heads.)
Standing aside, still nervously staring at Nangong Yue, Chen Xiaoyun clearly heard the voice of his aunt Dongfang Yuning! The words "spiritual spring water", "mother and child are safe", "extremely smart", and "incredibly beautiful" were like the strongest reassurance, instantly injecting into his anxious heart!
God knows how scared he was these days! He asked every doctor, midwife, and experienced aunt and grandma he could find, and took a thick stack of notes, fearing that he would be negligent and let Yue'er suffer.
What he was most worried about was that Yue'er would have severe morning sickness, be unable to eat, and hurt her body.
To this end, he spent almost every day in the kitchen, watching the chef come up with various appetizing and refreshing dishes, and he almost lost his sense of taste.
At this moment, hearing the firm voice of his aunt, and knowing that there was such a magical spiritual spring water protecting Yue'er and the baby, Shen Xiaoyun's tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and he looked at Dongfang Yuning with eyes full of indescribable gratitude.
Although my aunt herself seemed unaware that her inner voice could be heard.
"Aunt, this water... is indeed sweet."
After drinking the water, Nangong Yue felt much better. She praised Shen Xiaoyun sincerely and complained less about him.
"Xiaoyun, look, I drank Ning'er's water and I feel much better. Don't be so nervous."
"Okay, okay, don't be nervous, don't be nervous."
Shen Xiaoyun responded with his mouth, but he didn't loosen his grip on her hand at all. His eyes softened a lot, and the way he looked at Nangong Yue was so gentle that tears could drip from his eyes.
With the strong return of Dongfang Yuning and the blessing of spiritual spring water, the operating core of Yanmao District was immediately adjusted.
Nangong Ye acted decisively and directly took away his twin nephews, Nangong Yijun and Nangong Lintian, who were covered in dust and dirt from training at the construction site but whose eyes were obviously more resolute and calm.
"Infrastructure projects are the foundation of the Yan Trade Zone. Quality is the red line drawn by Ning'er, and it is also the bottom line for this king."
Nangong Ye's voice was as cold as ice, and his eyes swept over his two nephews.
"Chen Xiaoyun needs to accompany Yue'er, so the responsibilities of supervising and controlling the overall situation will be taken over by the two of you. Yijun will be responsible for the commercial street and warehouses in the west district, and Lintian will be responsible for the residential buildings and supporting facilities in the east district. I will see detailed reports on the drawings, budget, construction period, and materials every day. If there is any mistake..."
He didn't finish his words, but that look was more effective than any threat.
Nangong Yijun & Nangong Lintian: [!!!]
The two men straightened their backs instantly, feeling a heavy burden on their shoulders, but the flames of trust and being entrusted with important tasks ignited in their eyes:
"Yes! Uncle! Your nephew will do his best to live up to your trust!"
They knew that it was the Emperor's uncle who was truly training them.
[Host, His Royal Highness Prince Yong's actions are amazing! Not only has he liberated General Shen, the "wife-protecting maniac," but he has also added burdens to the two princes, and he has also ensured the quality of the infrastructure!]
Kill three birds with one stone! (The system displays the "strategist" halo above Nangong Ye's head, and the "heavy responsibility" label above the twin princes' heads)
As for Chen Xiaoyun, Dongfang Yuning ordered him to stay with Nangong Yue, under the pretext of being her personal bodyguard and emotional support, but in reality, it was just to let him stay with Yue'er and take care of her pregnancy.
He was also happy with this, and stayed with Nangong Yue every step of the way, even going to the art gallery with her. The only difference was that he changed from a supervisor to a background board and served tea to Xiao Shenzi.
Dongfang Yuning took over the baton as the head coach of Fuxing Entertainment Dream Factory and took charge of the Art Center with Nangong Yue.
Although Nangong Yue's movements were restricted, her mind was not idle. She participated in planning and guidance with great enthusiasm.
On the return carriage, Dongfang Yuning and Nangong Ye finalized a more ambitious plan - to use the seemingly flashy platform of Fuxing Entertainment Dream Factory to build an intelligence network covering all countries!
"Husband, look,"
Dongfang Yuning's eyes were as bright as stars at that time.
"Our troupe tours everywhere, and the actors travel far and wide, meeting all kinds of people, so they are well-informed!
Besides, who would be on guard against an opera singer or storyteller? Let's turn some of our reliable secret guards into actors, musicians, or even behind-the-scenes managers!
Let them travel freely across the world and report back through our 'special channels' whatever valuable information they hear and see!"
Nangong Ye deeply agreed. His third brother Dongfang Linyuan had been operating in Jiangnan for many years and already had a huge business intelligence network.
Today, as an emerging international trade center, if Yanmao District can add an intelligence network covered by entertainment, with two networks running in parallel and complementing each other, its value will be immeasurable!
This will lay an extremely solid intelligence foundation for Yan State and the future Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian.
He immediately wrote a letter to his brother, Nangong Yu, who was in the capital. Nangong Yu's reply was surprisingly quick, consisting of only eight words written clearly:
"Let go and take care!"
There were no unnecessary courtesies, only complete trust and an unspoken understanding and trust between brothers. The most ruthless of all was the imperial family? For these brothers, they stood together through thick and thin, their hearts and minds etched in each other's hearts!
Nangong Ye put away the secret letter and looked out the window at the vast grassland with a deep look in his eyes. He did all this in order to build a more stable and prosperous kingdom for his nephew Cheng Qian, so that he could take the throne more easily in the future.
And what did he want? Just to retire after achieving success, to be able to accompany the little woman in his arms without any worries, to see the prosperity of the world, and to spend the rest of their lives together.
A corner of the art gallery had been transformed by Dongfang Yuning into a workshop dedicated to storytelling. Here, gathered were writers, both men and women, with unique imaginations and impressive writing skills, whom Nangong Yue had discovered from among refugees and down-and-out scholars.
Dongfang Yuning was standing in front of a huge whiteboard covered with fine rice paper, holding a charcoal pencil in her hand. Like a passionate mentor, she spoke of her creative ideas with saliva flying:
"Comrades! Friends! Penmen!"
She wields the charcoal pencil,
"What's the core of our storytelling? It's contradiction! It's conflict! It's the bloody moments that keep the audience gripped and unable to stop reading! No, it's dramatic tension!"
She drew a big circle on the whiteboard:
"Remember the eight-character mantra: sadistic love, and a satisfying slap in the face!"
"for example!"
Her eyes lit up and she began to give examples.
"Our latest hit, 'The Substitute Princess: I'm a Cannon Fodder on the Grasslands'! What's the core conflict? The naive princess versus the scheming, vicious stepmother!
It's a blind scumbag versus the patient Mr. Right! It's poisoning! It's a cat-for-prince substitution! It's a public brawl! It's killing the enemy!
What happens in the end? The princess awakens, the scumbag regrets his actions, and the prince charming takes the throne! What do you call this? It's called a frustrating early stage and a thrilling late stage!
The writers below were fascinated by the speech and wrote furiously.
"For another example!"
Dongfang Yuning drew another circle.
"'My Days as King on the Grassland: Killing the Green Tea Girl and the Stepfather Going Crazy'! The core conflict escalates! The foolish father who favors his concubine over his wife vs. the legitimate son who endures humiliation!
A vicious concubine and her bastard son versus the original wife and the true prince! Poisoning! Frame-up! Public exposure! Blood test (fake)!
The knife came down! Lao Wang was furious! Did you feel good? I just want to ask you, did you feel good?!
"Cool!"
The writers spoke in unison, their eyes fanatical.
"so!"
Dongfang Yuning slapped the whiteboard.
"All you have to do is follow the core, melodramatic outlines I gave you!"
She pointed to a pile of papers beside her that were filled with key words and short plots (all of which were dictated by her and sorted out by Nangong Yue).
For example: "The abandoned concubine in the cold palace ran away with the baby, and five years later, she brought her adorable baby to the imperial court!", "The War God Prince's White Moonlight is actually my mortal enemy?!", "The Wrongly Married Prince: The Medical Concubine Holds the Kingdom with One Hand and a Needle with Another"...
System 118:
[Ding! The host's melodramatic plot summary library continues to output! Keywords: running with the baby, white moonlight, mortal enemy, wrong marriage, crippled king, medical concubine, silver needle, kingdom! All the elements are complete, the melodrama is boiling! (The system displays various melodramatic titles flying above the writers' heads)]
"—Fill them with flesh and blood! Write a plot full of twists and turns! Write a villain you can hate to death! Write heartbreaking moments that make you cry! Write satisfying, satisfying moments that make you slap your head and scream with delight!"
Dongfang Yuning's voice was passionate.
"Don't be afraid of melodrama! Don't be afraid of clichés! The key is to write vividly! Write so that people can't stop watching! Make the audience grit their teeth, cry and laugh, and willingly pay for tickets!"
"Remember! The more engaged the audience is, the bigger our ticket sales will be! And the bigger your prize money will be too!"
She threw out the ultimate temptation.
A big reward always attracts brave writers! The workshop was instantly filled with the rustling sounds of writing and heated discussions. Everyone was like a shot of chicken blood, immersed in a sea of melodramatic plots, and contributing to the future of "Fuxing Entertainment Dream Factory" (adding melodrama).
Shen Xiaoyun sat quietly beside Nangong Yue, peeling grapes for her. His eyes occasionally swept over the writers who were writing furiously and his aunt who was giving a passionate speech, with a barely perceptible hint of deep thought in his eyes.
These seemingly absurd stories could perhaps... also serve as a cover for intelligence sources?
After all, who would have thought that those melodramatic plots circulating in the market might contain some real metaphors or clues?
He looked at Nangong Ye, who was also looking at him, and the two exchanged a knowing look.
Yanmao District is running vibrantly with the chaotic prince supervising, the tender father-to-be protecting his wife, the creation of melodramatic stories and the undercurrent of intelligence construction.
At the center of all this is the energetic Princess Dongfang Yuning, who is full of creative ideas and is trying to argue with Shen Xiaoyun about whether Nangong Yue should eat her grapes with or without the skin.
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