Chapter 439: Apology
"You don't have to worry about this. Everything will go according to the original plan of the master of the contract." Yu Mingche looked at Ying Yaoshi solemnly and said.
"I hope so. If there are any unpredictable changes, I will definitely give top priority to the life of the Lord Contract Master and will not care about anything else." Ying Yaoshi said as he glanced at Yu Mingche indifferently.
Yu Mingche could feel his gaze lingering on his abdomen, and he also knew what Ying Yaoshi meant. Of course, he had no objection to Ying Yaoshi's meaning. After all, if it were him, he would make the same choice.
After closing the communication, Yu Mingche quickly took off his coat and said, "Master, there are 40 lashes in total. I still need to go for ten more. Please continue the punishment."
Yu Mingche was beaten because he had contradicted Ning Xuan in public before. However, looking at the whip marks on Yu Mingche's body, at most the skin was a little red and swollen. In fact, there were no broken bones at all. It was obviously just a pretense.
"I'm tired. I'll make a note of it for you. If you make the same mistake again next time, I'll make it up to you." Ning Xuan rolled her eyes at Yu Mingche, got up and left.
Yu Mingche raised the corner of his mouth slightly, quickly put on his clothes and chased after him.
"Xuanxuan, I will arrange a list of people to accompany you tonight later. Do you have anything to say? It's not very safe recently. One of Di Youlin and Qinghe must be on duty. What do you think..." Yu Mingche asked as he followed Ning Xuan.
"The fetus's growth and development consumed too much energy during this period, causing you to be mentally irritable. Now that it has been two months, I still have to accompany you." Ning Xuan placed her hand on Yu Mingche's abdomen, and a green light emerged from her palm, slowly merging into Yu Mingche's body.
Yu Mingche felt a warm feeling rising in his meridians, which made all the pores in his body open up with comfort.
"You can move to my place for this month. Di Youlin and Qinghe will take turns on night duty, and everyone else can just stay in your own yard." Ning Xuan said.
She thought of what was mentioned in the "Precautions During Pregnancy": whether the fetus in this world can receive spiritual nourishment from blood relatives during the gestation stage is directly related to the fetus's blood talent and spiritual potential.
Generally speaking, high-level female spirit controllers are more likely to give birth to babies with strong talents. Apart from the genes of the parents, it is also because the mother's uterus is naturally present, and the fetus can receive all-round nourishment from the mother's blood and mental power. For male spirit controllers, even if they successfully implant an artificial gestational sac, the connection between the fetus in the gestational sac and the father is defective.
This defect will not only affect the fetus's bloodline talent, but also put more pressure on the father. Yu Mingche's emotional instability and mental irritability during this period are all caused by this. The key to solving this problem lies with Ning Xuan.
As long as Ning Xuan is willing to use her own mental power to nourish the fetus during the pregnancy stage, Yu Mingche will feel better.
In fact, the gestational sac in Yu Mingche's body has been well integrated with the body under Ning Xuan's previous treatment. The reason why he is suffering so much now is related to the strong genetic talent of the fetus. Fortunately, Yu Mingche has a high talent for mental strength, so he can hold on during this period and has not affected the development of the fetus.
"Master Contract Master, wouldn't this be a bad idea? Chen Nan, Jiuwei and the others..." Yu Mingche looked up at Ning Xuan, feeling both excited and guilty.
"What's wrong with it? The gestation period of the artificial gestational sac is only six months in total. The first three months are very critical. You are the most important now. Mingche, don't you want me to accompany you?" Ning Xuan looked at Yu Mingche with a smile.
"I do." Yu Mingche lowered his head in shame. His body and soul longed to be close to Ning Xuan, the closer the better.
"That's right. You've been thinking too much recently. It would be great if you could follow your heart. Let's go. After we finish dealing with the auction, I'll accompany you to rest." Ning Xuan held Yu Mingche's hand and pulled him towards the calligraphy department where they were going to handle the business.
Yu Mingche felt the warmth of Ning Xuan's palm, and his heart, which had been restless for some time, suddenly became calm. No matter what they would face in the future, as long as they were with Ning Xuan, it didn't matter.
Vientiane Galaxy - Senluo Palace
The hall is as deep as the sea, and the high dome is inlaid with countless star stones, flickering and emitting a cold and dazzling light.
The walls of the hall are made of some kind of dark purple and almost black crystal stone. The dim light slowly rotates, emitting a hazy and mysterious light mist.
In the center of the hall is a huge star map that almost covers the entire ground.
It is not a picture or a decoration, but is composed of flowing silver halo and constantly appearing and disappearing light spots. The extremely complex star tracks crisscross and evolve endless mysteries.
Occasionally, a strong light like a meteor would streak across the scroll, illuminating the entire Senluo Palace as bright as day for a moment, and then returning to darkness.
Inside the hall, a dozen astrologers, clad in dark blue robes embroidered with intricate star patterns in gold and silver thread, held their breath, kneeling deeply on the cold, yet equally shimmering ground. Their foreheads pressed to the ground, their postures humble and reverent, even their breathing light, as if afraid to disturb the movement of the star chart, and even more so, the person seated before it.
Director Xing had spent his entire life sitting upright on a slightly raised jade platform in front of the star map. The chair beneath him was carved from a single block of black jade. At this moment, his brows furrowed, his deep gaze fixed on a violently fluctuating star field on the map. His fingers tapped unconsciously on the armrests. Ji Wuchen, kneeling before him, felt his heart in his throat.
At this moment, the sound of light but hurried footsteps shattered the silence of the hall. A waiter hurried over and bowed deeply, "Star Lord, the High Priest has returned."
Ren Pingsheng's fingers, which were tapping the armrest, suddenly stopped.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes like lightning, and said, "Let him in."
"Your subordinate greets the Star Lord. Weapon No. 19 is damaged and the mission has failed. I am here to accept the punishment." Xie Liuyun came to Ren Pingsheng with a pale face and sat down, kneeling down to apologize.
If Qinghe were here, he would definitely recognize that this High Priest Xie Liuyun was the mastermind behind the assassination of Ning Xuan with the undead warriors.
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