Chapter 159 (Chapter 159) - She's Got a Baby^^...
Fu Yun considered that the Commander's Mansion was, after all, Ye Lan's territory, and any news about him was likely to reach Zhi Lan's ears, so he arranged to meet Lu Zhi Sheng.
Fu Yun chose a shopping mall under his name as the meeting place, and the two arranged to meet at a teahouse with private seating.
When Lu Zhisheng appeared on the first floor of the mall, Fu Jun quickly went to greet him and shielded him behind her, afraid that people around them might bump into him.
After all, he arranged the meeting himself, and his baby is about five months along, so we can't let anything happen to him.
Fu Yun escorted Lu Zhisheng up to the third floor, found the teahouse, and entered a private room.
He asked the waiter to pour two glasses of water. After the waiter left the private room, he immediately got straight to the point: "I haven't been feeling well lately, and I'd like you to take my pulse and see what's wrong."
Lu Zhisheng found it strange. There were so many imperial physicians in the palace, why didn't Brother Su ask them for help? Instead, he went through all this trouble to ask her to take his pulse.
This action clearly revealed something unusual.
Although he was puzzled, he didn't ask any further questions. He simply nodded and gestured for Fu Jun to extend his hand.
Fu Yun placed his hand on the table, palm up, watching Lu Zhisheng place his fingertips on his pulse, feeling somewhat uneasy, waiting for Lu Zhisheng to give his conclusion.
Lu Zhisheng remained silent for a moment, then raised an eyebrow and glanced at Fu Yun, a look of relief flashing in his eyes.
Fu Yun's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition welled up within her.
He forced a smile and asked, "So? Did you spot any problems?"
Lu Zhisheng smiled slightly and comforted her, "Don't worry, you're perfectly healthy. You're just feeling unwell because you're pregnant."
"Snap!" The knife that had been hanging above Fu Yun's head fell down.
His eyes widened, and he stammered, "I'm... pregnant too... This can't... possibly be true, right?"
Lu Zhisheng asked in confusion, "Why is it impossible? You and His Majesty have been married for more than two months, isn't it normal for you to be pregnant?"
He paused, as if he had just realized something, and asked in shock, "Could it be that you and His Majesty did not consummate your marriage?"
Fu Yun said irritably, "I'm a normal man. How could I become a monk after getting married?"
Lu Zhisheng visibly breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right. It's only natural to get pregnant after having sex."
Fu Yun still found it hard to believe, and he couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering him for a long time: "I don't understand, we were the ones who planted the seed, so why are we the ones who got pregnant?"
When Lu Zhisheng heard Fu Yun speak so bluntly, his cheeks immediately flushed. He seemed extremely embarrassed to be discussing this matter, and he did not answer Fu Yun's question for a long time.
Seeing his reaction, Fu Yun became even more anxious and urged, "We're both men, what's there to be ashamed of?"
"Oh, stop hesitating and just tell me already! Otherwise, I'm going to go crazy."
Unable to resist Fu Yun's persistent questioning, Lu Zhisheng looked away and instead of answering, asked, "You should know why women in our country have to learn martial arts from a young age, right?"
Fu Yun disagreed, saying, "Isn't it to protect my family and serve my country?"
Lu Zhisheng glanced at Fu Yun with a strange expression: "Did your mother never tell you that there were other reasons behind this?"
Fu Jun shook his head: "She has never liked me since we were little, how could she possibly tell me this?"
Lu Zhisheng sighed softly, her eyes filled with sympathy as she looked at Fu Yun: "There is indeed another reason why women in our country practice martial arts, which is to prepare for their husbands to help them conceive children in the future. Only women with superb skills can use their internal energy to transfer the unborn child into their husbands' wombs, and then let their husbands nurture the child until it is full-term before it is born into the world."
Fu Jun was completely dumbfounded. Could there really be such an incredible feat in the world?
In layman's terms, it means that after each sexual intercourse, it is not the end. Instead, the woman will use her internal energy to transport the egg and sperm in her body to the man's abdominal cavity during the next sexual encounter. After cell division and development, a fertilized egg and embryo will be formed. Then, after the man has been treated with medicine, the embryo will implant in the incubator in his abdominal cavity and eventually develop into a fetus until it is born at full term.
Even scientists couldn't do it, but the matriarchal society did, which is terrifyingly powerful.
Fu Yun finally understood what had puzzled him during their wedding night. No wonder he always felt a warm sensation in his abdomen during their second intimate encounter; it turned out that Zhilan was exercising her internal energy while they were having sex.
It's really outrageous; he just got pregnant without even realizing it.
I blame myself for being too obsessed with sex, deceiving myself to the point of completely forgetting the doubts.
They really brought this on themselves; they deserve to suffer the consequences.
What can we do now? The mission is not yet fully accomplished, and the business has only just entered a phase of rapid development, still some distance from achieving sustained and stable growth.
If I get pregnant and have a baby at this time, wouldn't I have to stop for almost a year?
Even if she wanted to continue her career during her pregnancy, Zhilan would never agree!
The fact that Lu Zhisheng and Cheng Jincheng were protected so carefully and meticulously shows how nervous women in this country are about their pregnant husbands.
If Ye Lan and Qian Qingling are like this, then let alone Zhi Lan, the ruler of a country.
If we have to stop for a year and can't move around freely, when will we be able to complete the mission?
He longed to complete the mission quickly so he could see his parents in his dreams and tell them that he was doing well in another parallel world, that he had not only gotten married but also rebuilt his career, allowing them to live peacefully in the modern world.
Lu Zhisheng didn't stay out for long; less than half an hour later, Ye Lan sent people to look for him.
Lu Zhisheng stood up and gently advised, "Brother Su, try to think more positively. Don't be so worried. Your pregnancy is a joyous occasion for the whole world. It means that His Majesty finally has an heir, and the child you give birth to is destined to become the most noble princess and prince in the world. You should be happy."
Fu Jun nodded haphazardly: "I understand. I'm not upset. I just feel that now is not the best time to get pregnant and have a child."
Lu Zhisheng's gaze fell on her pregnant belly, her eyes filled with tenderness, her tone gentle yet strong: "The child is the best gift God has given us, and we are all eagerly awaiting his arrival."
He looked up at Fu Yun, his tone resolute: "Your deep affection for His Majesty is the most beautiful gift that Heaven has given to the two of you. I believe that you are also looking forward to the day when your child arrives."
Fu Yun was shocked to realize that Lu Zhisheng had changed a lot. Although he was still gentle, his character was very different, as straight and resilient as green bamboo.
Perhaps it was Lu Zhisheng's words that shocked Fu Jun so much that he forgot to respond for a moment.
Lu Zhisheng sighed softly, cupped his hands in farewell, and said, "Brother Su, I must go back now. You should also hurry back! Tell Her Majesty this good news as soon as possible; she will surely be very happy."
Fu Yun nodded and walked out of the teahouse with Lu Zhisheng.
The people sent by Ye Lan to protect Lu Zhisheng escorted him back to the Commander's Mansion.
Fu Yun did not linger outside and returned to the Su residence after leaving the teahouse.
Lu Zhisheng's words were not without reason. His feelings for Zhilan were beyond doubt, and he was willing to endure the pain of childbirth for her.
Moreover, as the ruler of a country, Zhilan dismissed all the courtiers that the ministers had forced upon him before welcoming him into the palace, and gave each courtier a compensation that would ensure their future well-being.
She did so much for him, how could he not want to have their child?
He just wasn't ready to get pregnant and have a child so soon; he felt there were still many things he hadn't accomplished.
But whether he was prepared or not, the child was already in his belly, and he needed to make reasonable plans and arrangements so that he could give birth to the child safely without affecting his career.
That night, Fu Yun chose to stay at the Su residence, where he would make plans for the rest of the pregnancy and the later stages of her pregnancy before going to the palace the next day to tell Zhilan the news in person.
Fu Yun had no appetite for the dishes on the table that evening, so she ate a few bites and left the table.
Xiao Jingzi and Butler Wen exchanged glances, a glint of light flashing in their eyes.
These past few days, Fengjun's appetite has been poor; he hasn't eaten much at all. This can't go on; we must report this to His Majesty.
After returning to her room, Fu Yun first washed up, then sat at the desk in a daze for a while before taking out Xuan paper and a brush and writing and drawing on the paper.
Two hours later, Fu Yun rubbed his temples, seemingly feeling tired.
He picked up his pen and persisted for a while, but eventually exhaustion overwhelmed his reason. He had no choice but to put down his pen, walk to the bed, take off his outer robe, and crawl into the quilt.
When Fu Jun was half asleep at night, she vaguely felt shadowy figures moving around in front of her bed, and heard them talking in hushed tones.
Before long, the room returned to the tranquility that only comes with the dead of night.
Just as Fu Jun was drifting off to sleep again, he suddenly felt someone gently stroking his forehead. The touch was exceptionally gentle and tender.
Fu Yun sensed Zhi Lan's familiar presence. He forced himself to break free from his weariness, slowly opened his eyes, and saw Zhi Lan gazing intently at him.
Fu Yun's heart skipped a beat, and her previously dazed eyes instantly cleared. She asked in surprise, "Why did you leave the palace in the middle of the night?"
Zhilan gazed at Fu Jun, her eyes overflowing with tenderness: "Xiao Jingzi sent a message to the palace saying that you haven't had a good appetite these past few days and you don't seem to have much energy. I was worried that you weren't feeling well, so I rushed here overnight."
Fu Yun touched his nose, looking a little embarrassed: "I'm fine, don't worry. I was planning to go to the palace to see you tomorrow anyway."
Zhilan stared intently at Fu Jun: "Do you know that you are carrying our child?"
Fu Yun's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly found it hard to look directly into Zhi Lan's intense gaze. He said in a muffled voice, "I only found out this afternoon."
Zhilan rubbed Fu Jun's forehead and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you inform me in time?"
Fu Yun's tone was somewhat hesitant: "I plan to go to the palace to find you tomorrow and then tell you this news."
Zhilan sighed almost imperceptibly, her tone tinged with melancholy: "You don't want to give birth to this child?"
Fu Yun was startled and quickly waved her hand to explain, "No, that's not it."
Zhilan's eyes flickered slightly, and she gently stroked Fu Jun's cheek with her fingertips: "But you don't look happy."
Fu Yun immediately reached out and pressed his hand on Zhi Lan's hand, his five fingers tightly gripping her knuckles, his expression revealing a hint of urgency: "I'm not unhappy, nor do I dislike our child. I just feel that the child came too quickly, and I still have many things to do, and I'm worried that I won't be able to manage the time."
Zhilan's eyebrows curved slightly upon hearing this, clearly in a good mood: "You are my Phoenix Lord, you have the right to allocate everything I have, and no one can stop you from doing whatever you want, so what do you have to worry about?"
Fu Yun said, "They might not understand my business plan."
Zhilan said domineeringly, "If they can't understand it, then they can learn it. If they can't learn it, then there's no need for them to stay in the court. The court doesn't support useless people."
Fu Yun: "..."
He couldn't explain the modern business model to Zhilan, nor could he tell her that this was his mission to survive in the matriarchal society, and that it was useless for anyone else to do it.
Furthermore, these are two different dynasties, separated by thousands of years of historical shifts, which cannot be understood simply by studying them.
So he could only bite the bullet and make up an excuse: "But I don't want to use other people's hands to achieve my goal. Even if the task is completed that way, it won't be my achievement, so..."
He paused, then added, "I only want to build a grand empire, not to have children so soon."
The Empress was both amused and exasperated. She looked at Fu Yun with doting eyes, reached out and pinched his fair cheek, coaxing him, "Good boy, once the child is born, my empire will be yours, and my grand ambitions will be yours too."
Fu Yun twitched his lips, feeling both touched and amused. Was Zhilan treating him like a child?
He waved his hand and said righteously, "A gentleman does not take what others cherish. I love you, not your empire."
Zhilan was slightly taken aback, then her eyebrows twitched, and her eyes sparkled with dazzling light: "Since you love me so much, why are you unwilling to bear my child? Wouldn't it be better to have a child of our own?"
Fu Yun raised her hand and said, "Let me reiterate, I did not refuse to have your child, I just..."
Looking at Zhilan's smiling face and the light shining in her eyes, Fu Jun finally gave up: "Fine, fine, I won't say anymore. I'll give birth, I'll give birth, okay? I'm really scared of you."
Zhilan lowered her head and kissed Fu Jun's handsome face: "Good boy, so obedient."
The way they use to coax a child is truly exasperating!
Fu Yun suddenly felt exhausted and didn't want to struggle anymore.
He sighed and asked Zhilan, "It's late, aren't you sleepy?"
Zhilan was very energetic at this moment: "The thought that the matriarchal kingdom will have a successor makes me unable to sleep."
Fu Yun said, "Aren't you sleepy? Your child still needs to sleep!"
He reached out and grabbed Zhilan's wrist, pulling her towards the bed without warning: "Come up and sleep."
"Alright!" Zhilan smiled and took off her outer garment. Looking down, she saw Fu Jun take the initiative to lift the quilt and invite her to the bed.
Seeing this, Zhilan's smile deepened. She took off her boots, got into bed, and rested her head on Fu Jun's shoulder, forming a rather intimate posture.
After a moment of silence, her gentle and melodious voice rang out again in the dead of night: "Zixin, don't worry, I will not stop you from pursuing your lofty ambitions. As long as you are willing, I will give you whatever you want. If you feel that my people are not good enough, then let Qian Qingling's husband assist you. If I remember correctly, his daughter has recognized you as her godfather, and he seems to be very much in sync with your ideas."
Fu Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he thought it was a good suggestion. Cheng Jincheng's daughter was already six months old, and he could help take care of his goddaughter. In the later stages of pregnancy, if there were any places that required running around, he could discuss with Cheng Jincheng and ask him to help out. Once he gave birth to the child, he could take charge himself.
Previously, because Qian Qingling was worried that her daughter would cry if she was separated from her biological father for too long, she only allowed Cheng Jincheng to come out in the afternoon, and did not allow him to go out in the morning or evening. Cheng Jincheng resisted many times to no avail, and had no choice but to compromise and temporarily put aside his booming career.
He also asked Qian Qingling the reason, and Qian Qingling replied that the child was still young and needed careful companionship. As the child's biological father, he needed to spend more time with his daughter.
Now that Zhilan has given her word, Qian Qingling should not disagree.
Thinking of this, Fu Yun felt much more relaxed and gave an agreeing reply: "Okay, let's arrange it as you said."
Zhilan placed her palm on Fu Jun's waist and abdomen, gently stroking it, and softly instructed, "You are pregnant now, so you can't act as recklessly as before. Remember not to do everything yourself anymore, and you need to be more careful. I hope you can take good care of yourself and our child."
Fu Yun's feelings were complicated: "I know, I won't do anything reckless."
Zhilan was relieved and said gently, "Alright, it's getting late, go to sleep! With me here, you don't need to worry, I will take care of everything."
Fu Yun closed her eyes, a warm feeling washing over her, and began to look forward to the future between the two of them.
I don't know if the baby in my belly is a boy or a girl, or what it will be like after birth.
Imagine having a little bundle of joy following you wherever you go. Just thinking about it makes me a little excited. He/She must look so cute.
Having a blood relative in this world must feel wonderful.
This is probably what children are born with—their innate healing ability!
He suddenly understood what Lu Zhisheng meant when he said that having a child with the one you love is indeed the best gift God could give you.
A growing conviction ignited within him: he was determined to become a qualified father and welcome the arrival of his child…
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