61 The Evil Master 12
◎You must be a girl and leave your mother behind.◎
The young man, with a pale face and blood on the corners of his lips, was in so much pain that he could no longer stand. His body was unable to support itself and he slowly fell to his knees.
Su Yanmei, who was hugging him and protecting his bulging pregnant belly, also fell down.
A stream of hot and wet liquid flowed out, and bright red blood soaked the snow-white panties. Xixuan's legs were shaking, and his face was covered with tears. He tightly grasped his wife's hand, his vision went black, and he fainted from the pain.
When I woke up again, it was bright daylight.
Xixuan lay on the couch on his side, his stomach still aching slightly. He opened his slightly red and swollen eyes, his expression stunned, looking at the sunlight coming in from the window, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion for a moment.
He seemed to be having a nightmare.
In the dream, his wife discovered the secret he had hidden and knew how unbearable he was. In order to fulfill his great goal, she decided to divorce him.
The marriage contract was burning in flames. Its bright color felt like a burning pain in Xixuan's eyes.
fine……
Fortunately, it was just a dream.
He lifted his tight sleeves and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Before he could continue to rejoice, Xixuan suddenly stopped wiping his sweat.
He no longer felt the constraints of the marriage contract.
Xi Xuan frantically touched his chest, his dazed golden eyes filled with fear—
All the entanglements and constraints brought by the marriage contract disappeared.
The bedroom was empty and quiet, with only the sound of his breathing. The light coming in from the window was bright, illuminating every corner clearly.
There was no sign of his wife anywhere.
The young man covered his bulging pregnant belly, endured the abdominal pain, and didn't even have time to put on shoes and socks. He stumbled off the bed, stepped barefoot on the ground, and wanted to find Su Yanmei.
His face was pale, his black hair was disheveled, and he was only wearing pajamas. He rushed out with unsteady steps. He no longer looked like the golden and jade-like, aloof and venerable lord he used to be.
His pregnant belly was bulging and he felt waves of pain. Xixuan's temples were wet with sweat and beads of sweat were constantly oozing from his forehead. He pursed his bloodless lips, stroked his belly with one hand, and opened the door.
The door had just opened, and a woman in a plain white dress was walking up the stairs carrying a food tray.
When he saw Su Yanmei, Xixuan held onto the door, his whole body relaxed, his legs trembled, and a little blood seeped out.
"Senior Brother." Noticing his pale face, Su Yanmei walked over quickly, helped him into the house and sat him down, then turned back and brought in the food tray.
Xixuan, who was sitting beside the couch, followed her figure with his eyes the whole time, staring at her infatuatedly without blinking for a moment.
The bitter smell of the medicine spread from the soup bowl and drifted into the room.
The weather in early spring was gradually getting warmer, but it was still a little chilly in the morning and evening. Su Yanmei closed the door, poured the medicine in the soup bowl into a bowl, brought it to the couch, and fed the medicine to Xixuan.
My wife is still very gentle and patient.
Xixuan seemed not to feel any abdominal pain. He just looked at her. She fed him a mouthful, and he opened his lips to drink a mouthful.
He sat on the edge of the couch, his snow-white underpants dotted with bright red wet spots.
After feeding him the last mouthful of the bitter medicine, Su Yanmei glanced at the marks on his underpants and sighed softly, "Brother, you should consider the child in your belly."
She stood up with the bowl and was about to leave when Xixuan grabbed her arm.
He opened his lips, feeling quite uneasy: "Yan Mei, you, are you leaving?"
"I'm not in a hurry to leave." She shook her head and said calmly, "Brother, I will take care of you until you give birth."
Xixuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Pulling her arm away from his grasp, Su Yanmei turned her back to him and, while cleaning up the table, she reminded him, "Brother, you're too emotional and prone to premature birth. You should rest in bed for the next few days."
Xixuan touched her big pregnant belly and responded.
He now doesn't want the child to come out.
When it is born, Yan Mei may leave.
Perhaps because he bled twice in a row this time, Su Yanmei couldn't help but talk more. Her nagging voice rang in his ears, and the repeated calls of "senior brother" made Xixuan look a little dazed.
Since when, his wife never called him husband again.
But it is clear that his wife has been calling him husband since the day of their marriage.
He still remembered that on the wedding night, when he lifted her veil, his wife's face was as rosy as a peach blossom, and with a shy smile, she timidly called him "husband".
What was he thinking at that time?
Xixuan can no longer remember.
Xixuan only remembered that after being married for more than two hundred years, he had never called his wife "Madam".
After last night, he could no longer call her by such an intimate name.
The marriage contract was torn up and the relationship between husband and wife ended.
Yan Mei, she is no longer his wife.
Xi Xuan was distracted, his pupils were empty, and he could only feel waves of dull pain in his heart, as if the effect of the dissolution of the marriage contract had not yet disappeared.
He subconsciously covered his heart and didn't even notice when the tears fell on the back of his hand.
It hurts a lot.
The pain seemed to tear him apart.
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Because he wanted to keep Su Yanmei for more time, Xi Xuan was worried that the baby would be born prematurely, so he lay on the couch for three days and also took medicine for three days.
The medicine was extremely bitter, but with his wife feeding him, Xixuan felt that no matter how bitter and astringent it was, it tasted sweet after swallowing it.
During these three days, Su Yanmei had to take care of him and slept on the inside of his bed like they did before, but they were now farther apart.
Xixuan didn't dare to touch her. Only when it was late at night and everyone was asleep would he hold her pregnant belly and secretly peek at her back.
Once you watch it, you can watch it for a long time.
After five or six days, when the abdominal pain finally subsided, Xixuan planned to go out for a walk to help the baby's development and facilitate delivery.
Her waist-length black hair had not been combed for many days and was extremely messy, casually draped in front of and behind her shoulders.
My wife just went out and asked the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
When Xixuan's leg and foot discomfort eased a little, she supported her pregnant belly, put on her shoes and socks, and got off the bed.
The baby in his belly was so big that it made him a little tired. Xi Xuan put one hand on his pregnant belly and the other on his waist as he walked forward.
The dressing table by the window is full of things.
Xi Xuan planned to tie up his hair with a jade crown and a sacred wood hairpin, but his hair crown was placed on the dressing table, but there was no trace of the sacred wood hairpin.
That sacred wood hairpin was a token of love given to him by his wife on the night of their wedding.
Xixuan was a little flustered because the token of love was lost. He tried to calm down and first looked in his storage ring but couldn't find it. Then he looked carefully and searched every inch of the dressing table.
In the end, he did not find the green hairpin engraved with his wife's surname, but instead noticed a black wooden box that looked slightly familiar.
The wife's dowry contained a lot of things. In addition to layers of exquisite boxes, there were also many small boxes for jewelry.
The black wooden box, placed on top, was larger than the other boxes.
Because it looked familiar, Xixuan reached out and opened it.
When the lid of the box was lifted, a jade hairpin and a used gold and silver jewel instantly came into view.
Xi Xuan was struck by lightning and took two unsteady steps back.
The door behind her was pushed open. Su Yanmei was only wearing an outer coat. After ordering breakfast and washing up, she came back to change clothes.
Xixuan was still standing there, his face pale and his mind in a mess.
Su Yanmei called him, "Senior Brother?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Xi Xuan suddenly came back to his senses. He turned around slowly, his slightly empty eyes fell on Su Yanmei's face. He was stunned, and finally revealed an ugly expression that seemed to be crying and laughing: "Yanmei, I want to tie my hair, where is the sacred wood hairpin?"
His voice was low and trembling, as if he was about to cry at any moment.
Su Yanmei walked over in two steps.
She looked at the dressing table and found that the wooden box had been opened. She picked it up and handed it to him: "Brother, the hairpin."
Xi Xuan took two steps back and shook his head: "This is not my sacred wood hairpin."
"Brother, that sacred wood hairpin was a wedding gift and is no longer suitable. Now, this emerald jade hairpin is the most suitable for you."
Just like in the original plot, Yan Yingchan was injured in the Myriad Thunder Realm, and she and Xi Xuan had a sweet time together. Under her constant pleading, Xi Xuan easily replaced the sacred wood hairpin with a jade hairpin.
The emerald jade hairpin should be his.
"Yan Mei, can you please return the sacred wood hairpin to me?" Xi Xuan held his pregnant belly with one hand and pulled her with the other, his eyes blurred with tears and he choked with sobs.
"Senior brother is confused again."
Su Yanmei gently wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, "You and I are no longer husband and wife. Even if Senior Brother is nostalgic for the past, the token of love we had back then is no longer appropriate."
"Now, Senior Brother should wear this emerald jade hairpin."
After saying that, Su Yanmei pulled her hand out of his grasp, casually placed the wooden box on the dressing table behind her, took out the jade hairpin from it, and with her other hand lifted the hair in front of him, as if she wanted to tie it up for him.
Xixuan was almost going crazy.
He let his hair down and waved her hand away, and the jade hairpin fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.
He didn't even give Su Yanmei a chance to recover, and used the Phoenix Fire to burn the emerald jade hairpin clean.
Blood-red flames danced in his pupils. The temperature was so high that the whole room was steaming, like a steamer on the shelf, extremely hot.
Xi Xuan simply burned the box and the sympathy stone together.
"No more, all gone."
There was a scarlet flame dancing in his eyes, and his pale face suddenly showed a bright smile when he looked at Su Yanmei.
"Yan Mei, it's all gone." He hugged her, took her hand, and pressed it on his pregnant belly, "We still have a child."
"Do you prefer boys or girls?"
"If it's a boy, I'll teach him to practice cultivation so he can protect his mother. If it's a girl, someone like you would be the best, as you have a lively personality. If she wants to practice cultivation, I'll teach her. If she wants to do anything else, I'll grant her wish."
"Yan Mei, are you okay?"
Phoenix fire is the fire of nirvana, eternal and inextinguishable. As he spoke, the flames that had been burning along the ground had already licked the wooden door, making a crackling sound.
Xixuan, however, acted as if nothing had happened, smiled slightly, and chatted with her.
Behind him, the high temperature was rising and a raging fire was about to break out.
Su Yanmei's cheeks flushed red from the heat, beads of sweat rolled down her temples, and she frowned: "Brother, I'm so hot."
The heat behind him disappeared in an instant.
The Phoenix Fire was taken back. Xi Xuan hugged her and continued to ask, "Yan Mei, do you like boys or girls?"
The wooden door next to it was charred and collapsed, turning into pieces. The draft rushed in unimpeded, hitting the skin and extinguishing the remaining heat.
Su Yanmei did not respond.
Xixuan was unyielding and seemed to insist on getting an answer.
"A girl." Su Yanmei's mouth was dry from the heat. She walked to the table, poured a bowl of water and drank it, saying casually, "Otherwise, if I gave birth to a boy like my senior brother, wouldn't I have to listen to him chanting scriptures every day?"
Knowing that she was annoyed, Xixuan didn't bother her anymore.
Because some parts of the master bedroom were burned and needed to be renovated, the two of them temporarily moved to the wing room for a few days.
That year, on the wedding night, the original body had carefully prepared a sacred wood hairpin as a token of love. Xi Xuan didn't know that he had to do this. Facing his wife's expectant eyes, he had to temporarily give her the clan's treasure, the phoenix-patterned gold bracelet.
Such a precious treasure was used as a token of love. The original body thought it was proof that her senior brother cared about her and liked her.
Later, when she learned the truth and their relationship ended, her original body returned the golden bracelet with phoenix pattern to him.
After that, it appeared on Yan Yingchan's wrist.
Now, one morning, Su Yanmei also left the Phoenix Clan's treasure next to Xixuan's pillow.
After receiving the returned token of love, Xixuan did not go crazy like he did that day. He behaved very normally and calmly.
Only occasionally would he ask, "Yan Mei, if it were a girl, would you stay and teach her yourself?"
Thinking of the group of paranoid Phoenix elders, she had to stay and watch over the children, regardless of whether they were boys or girls, to prevent them from suffering.
Therefore, Su Yanmei nodded.
A smile appeared on Xixuan's handsome face.
When he was alone in the room, Xi Xuan would sit on the couch with his legs propped up, cradling his large, pregnant belly and gently stroking it, lowering his head and saying softly, "Did you hear that? Your mother said that if it was a girl, she would stay and teach you."
"Shall we keep her here together?"
"You have to be a girl."
He held his bulging belly with both hands, as if holding on to his last hope, and murmured: "You will definitely be a girl..."
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