Chapter 390 You have to tell your son-in-law that you are pregnant!
As the moon rose above the willows, an evening breeze suddenly arose in Shengjing City.
Ye Han was still drinking tea in the Observatory, but his eyes would occasionally glance at the courtyard below.
The shop assistants from major merchants in Shengjing came one after another and delivered the things my sister bought to the mansion, but she herself did not come back, which means that she really went to meet the yellow-haired man.
Just meet him, it won't cause any trouble. After all, my sister herself knows that there is no possibility between different races, only regrets.
While thinking about Kung Fu, Ye Han suddenly saw two figures walking from outside the mansion, so he fixed his eyes for a moment.
Feng Yang brought Xiao Rou into the courtyard. When he looked up, he saw his brother and smiled slightly.
Ye Han also nodded slightly to his sister, watched her turn around and go back to the yard, and reached out to pour the tea in the cup into the flower bed.
In fact, after hinting to his sister to go see him, he felt a little regretful, because if she really went to see him with the idea of seeing him for the last time, perhaps the regret would be even deeper.
However, seeing that his sister came back so quickly and without any sadness or reluctance on her face, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
Ye Han put down the teacup and left the Observatory with a wave of his sleeve.
"Princess."
"Um?"
"Since you've already met that Master Ji, why don't you chat with her for a few more minutes? It's still early, but you're in such a hurry to come back."
"Being able to talk is better than not talking, but it can't be more. My brother hinted that I should go see him so that I would have fewer regrets, but the longer I stay, the more regrets I will have."
"Xiao Rou doesn't understand..."
The young maid stood outside the bathroom door, listening to the sound of water splashing in the room and looking blankly at the moon in the night.
At this time, Feng Yang was soaking in the bathtub. Looking at the snow-white tail sticking out from behind his buttocks, he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly. He instantly remembered the scene of him shaking his tail involuntarily just now, and his cheeks turned red instantly.
This is the second time. This tail is clearly his own, but it seems to be out of control.
But it's okay if it's shaken. This is probably because people can be deceived but their hearts cannot be deceived.
The women of their demon tribe are the most sentimental. Once they make up their minds, it is difficult for them to change their minds. This is probably the last time she will wag her tail for someone, and there will be no more chances in the future.
Feng Yang scooped up a handful of still water and let it flow over his curvaceous body, the scene of chatting in the alley constantly appearing in his mind.
His body became stronger, but also darker.
He was a bit more reserved and calm than when we first met in Xueyu, but the arrogance between his brows had not diminished.
She originally thought that her liking for him was more due to the deliberate exaggeration and description of him in the storybook, but when she saw him again today, she found that he was no less impressive than in the story.
Crackle, clackle——
Feng Yang was thinking when he was suddenly brought back to his senses by the sound of water in his ears.
She had just stopped splashing water to wash her delicate body, and was a little confused as to where the continuous sound of water came from.
So she looked in the direction of the sound, then suddenly reached out and grabbed her snow-white tail.
The next morning, the sky was filled with morning glow.
The demon delegation is packing their bags and equipping their carriages.
Feng Yang also changed his clothes and walked to the gate of the fairy garden.
At this time, the convoy was ready to go, and the mighty monsters were also shaking their heads and stamping their hooves, ready to move.
When a guard saw him come out, he immediately stepped forward and lifted the curtain for her. After she entered the carriage, he slowly lowered the curtain. Then the copper bell rang softly and the carriage started.
They came to Shengjing just to find out about the situation in the Holy Land of the Sages. Now that their goal has been achieved, they naturally want to go back quickly and report what they know to the Demon Emperor.
豱辱辱辘——
As the wheels rolled, humans were looking down on both sides of Changsheng Street.
Xiaorou, who had gotten on the car earlier to prepare tea, looked out the window and suddenly caught sight of a figure in the crowd. The figure looked at him and waved gently.
"Princess."
"Um?"
Xiaorou pinched the curtain and turned back: "That Mr. Ji and his friends came to see us off."
Feng Yang nodded slightly after hearing this, but he did not turn his head or glance sideways.
She sat quietly, neither sad nor happy, noble and elegant, aloof and cold, as if everything outside the window had nothing to do with her.
Seeing this scene, Xiaorou couldn't help but lower the corner of the curtain and gently shrink into the car.
However, Feng Yang did not look at the two figures, but Ye Han, who was riding on the monster beast, looked over with murderous eyes.
Those captivating vertical pupils seemed to solidify the vicious emotions.
Soon, as the demon delegation drove through the long street and out of the city through the north gate, the figures gathered in the Shengjing Restaurant began to disperse one after another.
Kuang Cheng followed Ji You to the street. Halfway through, he couldn't help but say, "That demon prince looked like he wanted to skin Brother Ji alive just now."
"Is there?"
"Absolutely true."
"Then he has quite good upbringing. If I had a sister, I would have drawn my sword long ago. Damn that handsome yellow-haired guy."
Ji You really didn't expect that Gongshu Chou was a nonfiction writer. After seeing Feng Yang's intentions, he was still in a daze.
The animal ears and tail… He actually quite likes them.
However, the conflict between the human race and the demon race is difficult to reconcile, and they may even turn against each other with swords in the future. Therefore, whether you appreciate or like them, it is difficult to get any results.
Ji You walked to the street-side storefront of Wuyou Business and asked, "Has the letter from Lingzhou been delivered?"
"Return to the boss, it has been delivered."
"Well, keep busy."
Kuang Cheng looked at Ji You at this time: "Brother Ji sent a letter to Fairy Yan?"
Ji You nodded. "She's been back at Lingjian Mountain for quite some time now. She must be very bored being alone on the mountain. I haven't written to her in such a long time since I went into seclusion. If I don't write to her soon, she'll be upset."
Kuang Cheng nodded and said, "Brother Ji, have you found the answer to your questions about cultivation?"
"I've asked all the questions I need to ask, and that's about enough."
"So you and Brother Yuan are going back to the Holy Land of the Sages together?"
"If it weren't for Feng Yang's sudden visit, I would have left this morning. Now that I've wasted a day, I'll set off tomorrow morning."
At the same time, on the Xuanjian Peak of Lingjian Mountain.
Ding Yao was walking up the mountain. Halfway up, she heard a shout. She turned around and saw that it was Zhuo Wanqiu who was chasing her from behind.
"Has there been a letter from my son-in-law?" Zhuo Wanqiu glanced at the letter in Ding Yao's hand.
Ding Yao nodded: "It was just delivered to Nanhua City."
"It seems that my son-in-law has paused his breakthrough in the Holy Land of the Ancient Sages. That means Master Jian can also take a break today."
"Is there any connection?"
Zhuo Wanqiu lowered her voice, "The disciples sent to the Holy Land of the Ancient Sages often reported back that the young master was very aggressive in his attack. Since then, Master Jian has also been in seclusion, probably because he is afraid that he will not be able to defeat him next time they meet."
Ding Yao understood after hearing this, and then looked at the small oil-sealed jar in her hand: "What is this?"
"Nanmofang chili oil," Zhuo Wanqiu raised the bottle slightly, "Master Jian has had a poor appetite these past few days, so he can only have something spicy to go with his meal."
"Didn't you buy one three days ago?"
"The one from three days ago is gone."
The two of them walked up the mountain while talking, and soon they entered the Yunding Palace.
At this time, Yan Shu was sitting on the hairy carpet with a pair of bare snow-white jade feet. She looked at the dishes on the desk in front of her with a slightly frown, and there was a hint of resistance in her expression.
At this moment, Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu walked into the hall.
The former placed the letter on the table, while the latter unsealed the bottle of chili oil and placed it between the dishes.
"letter?"
"The news came from Shengjing. It seems that the uncle has temporarily come out of seclusion."
Yan Shuyi reached out and opened the letter, his eyes beginning to wander between the lines.
The disciple from Xiaoxiaotian Academy in the letter said that he had passed the eighth level of the infinite physical body and was thinking about the next level, so he went to Shengjing to look for some information.
Yan Shuyi has also been striving for the next level since returning to the mountain, but she is still a little short of it, and Gou Zei is obviously much faster than her.
If he really overtakes me, then next time we meet, he can use whatever posture he wants.
The young master of the imperial examination felt the threat revealed between the lines and could not help but narrow his eyes slightly.
Seeing this, Zhuo Wanqiu couldn't help but wonder, "What did the uncle write in the letter?"
"He went to Shengjing to prepare for the next breakthrough."
"Shengjing? I heard that the demon tribe delegation also went there. I wonder if you saw it, my son-in-law. I have never seen the true appearance of the demon tribe."
Yan Shuyi glanced sideways after hearing this, thinking, what does that look like? Oh, he's even seen her tail.
Smelling the aroma of chili oil, the young master had a slightly better appetite, so he put down the letter and picked up the chopsticks, planning to eat first and then reply to the letter, and then continue to retreat, so as not to be played with as he wanted.
But just as she put a small wild mushroom dipped in red oil into her mouth, she suddenly felt nauseous and stood up and flew out of the hall.
After a burst of dry heaving, Yan Shuyi raised her beautiful phoenix eyes, and after being stunned for a while, her face gradually became frightened.
“…”
"The girl wants to have an abortion?"
"Yes, please help me once, Madam Chen. After the task is completed, I will reward you handsomely."
"You're even offering a generous reward. Do you know this is a sin?"
"But I have no choice. My parents won't let me be with him. They promised me to the young master of the Zhou family. We're going to get married in a month. I didn't expect something like this to happen."
In the Baoji Hall in Nanhua City, a sound of crying mixed with sighs continued to be heard, causing passers-by to involuntarily cast a few glances.
Yan Shuyi, who had just arrived in the city with the boundless magic, was also at the door. After listening to the movement inside, he walked to the nearby stall as if nothing had happened and pretended to choose something.
Soon, a girl with red eyes from crying, supported by her maid, hurried away with a packet of medicine in her hand and covering her face.
Seeing this scene, Yan Shuyi put down the small ornament in his hand and walked quietly into the hall.
Mrs. Chen, who had just prescribed an abortion prescription, was feeling regretful, but when she saw another person coming, she immediately straightened her attitude.
Medical practitioners pay attention to observation, listening, questioning and palpation, and are also good at judging people. In her opinion, this young lady must be from a wealthy family and extremely noble.
This made her think of the young lady just now, and she felt a little more alert.
"Miss, may I ask why you are here?"
"I've been experiencing a loss of appetite lately, can't stand the smell of greasy food, and feel very sleepy. I'm here to see a doctor."
"I see. Then please give me your wrist, Miss."
Yan Shuyi sat on the chair, gently rolled up his sleeves, revealing a piece of his white jade arm, which he placed on the wrist pillow.
Seeing this, Madam Chen placed two fingers on her pulse and carefully examined it for a moment before raising her eyes: "Miss, do you have a husband?"
Husband... Ji You's face appeared in Yan Shuyi's mind, so he nodded slightly.
"Is it true or false?"
"Yes, but I'm a little unfamiliar with him."
Mrs. Chen didn't hear the second half of the sentence. When she learned that she was really pregnant, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I have to congratulate you. It's a pregnancy pulse, madam."
The happy pulse is a type of pulse, which is characterized by being smooth and fluent, shallow, fast beating and even rhythm. It represents that the woman is pregnant.
Hearing this, Yan Shuyi narrowed his eyes instantly.
Sure enough, her loss of appetite and sleepiness these days were all due to her pregnancy.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered the heavy and deep movements that the dog thief always made at the end of the discussion meeting, and her nose wrinkled slightly.
Then she gently reached out and touched her lower abdomen, her eyes jumping inexplicably...
"Why did the Master suddenly disappear?"
“I don’t know…”
In the Cloudtop Palace of Xuanjian Peak, Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu were sitting in front of the palace door, staring at each other in confusion.
Yan Shuyi was an extremely powerful man who could move thousands of miles at a moment's notice with his thoughts. So even if they followed him out of the hall immediately, they could not find the Master of Mirrors, so they could only wait in front of the hall door.
Half an hour later, a faint ripple of spiritual light appeared in the air, and the young master Jian reappeared in the bedroom.
Seeing this, Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu immediately followed in. Before they could say anything, they saw the appraiser put a bag of medicinal materials on the table, with a serious look of pretending to be calm in his eyes.
When the two saw the five big words "Yimu Antai Fang" on the bag, they held their breath instantly, and the scene of the examiner retching and unable to bear the smell of fishy smells in the past few days kept churning in their minds.
Yan Shuyi glanced away and said, "The doctor said to boil three bowls of water into one bowl of water, and take it once every seven days..."
"Really? You should inform your uncle as soon as possible!"
"My humble concubine is only trying to help me have a child. Why do I need to let him know?"
Yan Shuyi spoke stubbornly, then touched his belly and whispered softly, "I can't stand the cold these past few months. Go and replace the winter cotton curtains for me..."
The tsundere girl still stood tall and straight, full of vigor, but her eyes clearly showed the panic of a new pregnancy, and her voice was trembling.
After hearing this, Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu immediately went down the mountain and headed towards the sundry room on the mountainside where the cotton curtains were stored.
In fact, the so-called "avoiding being exposed to the wind" only means that pregnant mothers should not go out too much or touch water, etc. However, the three of them had no experience and were so nervous that they were a little nervous.
Seeing the two maids leave, Yan Shuyi couldn't help but look at the letter on the table, so she turned to the desk and took out the pen and brush.
Swish swish——
After a while of writing, the little man who was pierced through the heart by an arrow and was stuck in the air fell vividly on the paper.
But this time it was not just a handful, but almost full, and you could feel a sense of shame and anger from the picture.
Afterwards, Yan Shuyi began to draw a little man holding a sword.
Every one of her paintings is like this, from left to right, which makes it easier to paint.
However, when she painted the body, her brushstrokes couldn't help but pause slightly.
【This matter needs to be notified to the uncle as soon as possible! 】
Thinking of Zhuo Wanqiu's words, Yan Shuyi pursed his lips slightly and drew an arc on the abdomen of the little man representing himself.
Of course she wanted Ji You to know, but her personality prevented her from saying "I'm pregnant with your baby", but she also wanted him to see it himself.
Seeing that the little man holding the sword had a bulging belly, Yan Shuyi folded it with satisfaction and put it into the envelope. Then he stared at the paper in front of him and couldn't help but lightly pick up the pen, and the words fell down.
It took Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu about two quarters of an hour to return to Yunding Tianque and bring back all the cotton curtains used in winter.
When they came back, their appraiser had fallen asleep on the table.
It is natural to feel sleepy during pregnancy.
So the two of them looked at each other, and gently sent the examiner to the bed. As she left the desk, the letters and pages full of handwriting scattered on the table also came into their sight.
The reply letter was naturally addressed to the son-in-law and was kept by Ding Yao, but the two of them looked at the paper for a long time.
There were two lines of words on it. The first line read Ji Pan, Ji Wei, Ji Hui, Ji Rou, Ji Wan'er, Ji Sisi...
The second line reads Ji Xuan, Ji Rui, Ji Yao, Ji Lang, Ji Yunyi, Ji Yongze...
Seeing this scene, the two couldn't help but look at each other.
The judge always said that the uncle was a mistress, and always pretended not to know him well, but he still named the child with the uncle's surname...
"Boss, there's a letter for you."
"Thank you very much."
In the mountains north of Zhongzhou, Ji You had just returned with Yuan Chen when he received a letter from the Wuliu Trading Company in Zhongxing County.
But when he opened it and saw the hedgehog-like little man, he felt a chill run down his spine.
What’s going on? Did the arrogant ghost find out so quickly that Feng Yang came to Shengjing with the demon delegation?
He asked Yuanchen to bring him paper and pen, and after thinking it over, he wrote a reply.
"Things are full of coincidences. You also drew a picture of the owner's stomach being able to take a boat, right?"
"?"
Yan Shuyi sat in his palace. After reading the letter, he looked at his lower abdomen and clenched his teeth.
This little Tianshuyuan disciple seems to think he is quite humorous...
[Dog thief, dog thief, dog thief, dog thief]
[Yan Shuyi, don't be so arrogant, or you'll get spanked next time we meet.]
【？ 】
When Yan Shuyi saw the reply letter again, his eyes froze instantly.
As for Ji You, he was also a little confused about the constant messages from the tsundere ghost. He felt that the other party did not seem to be really angry, but rather seemed to be acting like a spoiled child, with a whimpering feeling.
Thinking about it carefully, he felt that this girl probably still wanted to come out and find him, so she couldn't sit still in the mountains.
However, as the cracks in the holy land were constantly repaired, the rate at which the spiritual energy leaked out began to slow down. The energy that had originally overflowed also followed the laws of heaven and earth and slowly flowed towards areas with lower concentrations. Time could not be wasted.
So Ji You decided to break through the barrier first, and then go to Lingjian Mountain to see her.
[After this challenge is over, I will not do anything else. The first thing I will do is go to Lingjian Mountain to see you.]
Yan Shu also received Ji You's reply and couldn't help but stroke his lower abdomen.
(asking for monthly ticket)
(End of this chapter)
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