Chapter 66 A Pregnant Pulse He gasped for breath; Yan Jin had saved him once again. ...
"Why aren't you with your Yanjin girl today? You have the leisure to come here and read. Is it raining blood from the sky?" Hua Manlou stopped playing the zither and smiled faintly.
Lu Xiaofeng leisurely closed the book, sighed, "If it were to rain red blood, how could it escape Hua Manlou's ears?"
Hua Manlou smiled and shook his head. "I think it's almost the same as Xia Hongyu. What book could make you so engrossed? I thought Lu Xiaofeng could only look at women with such detail."
Upon hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng sat up and laughed, "A man who wants to charm a woman always needs to learn a few skills. If my wine is successfully brewed, you, Hua Manlou, will be in for a treat."
"When did you become a winemaker?" Hua Manlou's smile deepened, as if he were sending a mouse to watch over a rice jar.
It's hard to be happy when you're doing something you don't want to do. But if you do it willingly and eagerly, you'll be incredibly happy no matter what you do, and you'll want everyone to know.
“A fellow like you, who has never had the pleasure of being favored by a beautiful woman, would never understand.” He couldn’t help but laugh, rolling the book into a tube and tapping it in his palm.
Hua Manlou showed no displeasure, only a thoughtful smile as he said, "It seems this Miss Yan is truly a remarkable person."
Lu Xiaofeng sighed, "It's precisely because it's so wonderful that I've come here to read."
When your mind and eyes are completely occupied by girls, of course you won't be able to concentrate on reading a single word.
Hua Manlou couldn't help but expose him, "Without the Hundred Flowers Banquet at Manyuelou, my little building wouldn't be able to wait for Four Eyebrows."
Lu Xiaofeng patted his shoulder and chuckled, "Hua Manlou understands me best."
"I have an appointment with my beloved, and it's almost time. I'll come another day."
As he spoke, he leaped out of the window, like the wind.
The gentle strains of a zither echoed once more from the quiet little building, but Hua Manlou couldn't help but wonder what kind of girl could make Lu Xiaofeng linger.
...
The dishes, still steaming from the food boxes, were placed one by one on the small table. Each dish incorporated flowers and was exquisitely presented, clearly showing that a lot of thought had been put into it.
Yan Jin slowly got off the bed. It had been hot lately, and her stomach felt like it was blocked with cotton. She hadn't wanted to eat for several days.
Lu Xiaofeng pulled her to sit down and said with a smile, "Peach blossom pastry, magnolia and scallop soup, snow cloud soup... I've been thinking about your tastes for a long time, how is it?"
He winked at her triumphantly, his dimples deepening like two peach blossoms.
Yan Jin nodded and said sweetly, "You're so good at pleasing girls."
Lu Xiaofeng let out a breath and said with a wry smile, "Heaven and earth bear witness, I only wanted to please you."
Yan Jin laughed out loud, gave him a light peck, and said affectionately, "I knew it, Little Phoenix, you're the best."
Because she was in the room, she was only wearing a reddish-brown short shirt and plum-colored gauze pants. Her exposed arms were covered with red marks, and her neck was covered with countless purplish-red marks. Her whole body looked like a ripe grape that had been thoroughly rotten from being touched and sucked.
One look is enough to tell that this "good" was full of exaggeration.
Lu Xiaofeng was certainly not a man who would blush; on the contrary, he was a thoroughly wicked fellow. As he watched, his heart began to burn again, and the intense, persistent itch that had been there for so long wouldn't let him go for even a moment.
He sighed softly and, suppressing the thirst in his throat, served her a bowl of soup.
Yan Jin looked down and saw the snow and the glow of the sunset reflecting in the soup bowl. It was a beautiful sight that made her want to swallow it even if she had no appetite.
Once swallowed, it represents one's original intention. What does the fairy care about the taste?
She smiled and said, "Looks like I'm in for a treat today."
Lu Xiaofeng's lips curled up, and he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, saying, "If you're happy, then I'm in for a treat."
When he said those lewd things, his dimples appeared and disappeared, and any woman would probably soften her heart.
He picked up a lotus seedpod fish dumpling with his chopsticks, gazed at her, and said, "Try this, it's guaranteed to be incredibly delicious."
Yan Jin had almost never been to the mortal world, so naturally he had never seen such exquisite and rare food.
She poked the lotus seedpod skin with the tip of her chopsticks and asked curiously, "What is this made of? It looks just like the real thing."
A vixen like her is always alluring, but how can she be so adorable with her eyes wide open like this?
Lu Xiaofeng's heart itched, and he couldn't help but pinch her cheek, slowly saying, "It's rice flour, cooked rice flour, and probably some white kidney bean flour."
He has always been an expert when it comes to food.
"Jinjin, try this! I've put in a lot of effort to get this taste." He picked one up and brought it to her lips, his eyes lighting up.
Yan Jin glanced at him, "Is there something else that's difficult for Young Master Lu to handle?"
"Women's affairs have always been difficult to handle, let alone..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yan Jin suddenly spat out what he had in his mouth, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
Lu Xiaofeng's expression tightened, and he suddenly hugged her, exclaiming, "What's wrong!"
Before she could reply, he had already picked up a lotus seedpod and brought it to his nose to sniff it.
A wave of indescribable nausea surged in her stomach. Yan Jin covered her mouth and gagged twice, then said impatiently, "What's in here?"
Lu Xiaofeng frowned, having already stuffed the lotus seedpod she had eaten into his mouth, and carefully examined it, saying, "Water chestnut, chrysanthemum, lotus seedpod stamen, mandarin fish, nothing else."
Yan Jin's temples were damp with sweat, and her knuckles, which were tightly gripping her shirt, were slightly white. She simply closed her eyes to calm the sudden discomfort.
She didn't speak, so Lu Xiaofeng had no choice but to grab her wrist tightly and anxiously check her pulse, fearing that she might have accidentally eaten something wrong.
However, upon taking his pulse, his expression froze, his mind went blank for a moment.
His muscles stiffened inch by inch, even more so than when Yan Jin took him on a leap from a great height.
Yan Jin naturally noticed his unusual behavior.
A sudden sense of unease rose within her, and she narrowed her eyes, asking, "What's wrong?"
Lu Xiaofeng looked at her slowly, his lips moved, but he couldn't say anything for a long time.
How should I say it?
The pulse is smooth and flowing, like a rolling bead, which indicates... a happy pulse.
On the night he first met Yan Jin, he held her wrist and drank a cup of Prajna wine. Coupled with the absurdity of these days and nights, no one understood the cause and effect of this pulse better than him.
This time, he really wanted to smash through the roof and escape. There was probably no bigger trouble in the world than this.
This was exactly what he feared most.
An inexplicable sense of dread welled up from the depths of his heart. He stared blankly at Yan Jin, instinctively withdrawing his hard fingers. "You..."
Yan Jin stared at him coldly without saying a word.
A fire ignited from the depths of his heart, a wildfire that burned the mountain, eventually reducing everything to ashes, leaving him nowhere to stand and nowhere to go.
After a long pause, Lu Xiaofeng finally said hesitantly, "You are pregnant, and it must have been the first time."
How could that be?
Yan Jin's long eyelashes fluttered suddenly, and a strange pink mist entered her abdomen from behind, circulating around.
A moment later, she suddenly stood up, her chest heaving, as countless shadows sprouted and multiplied from her heart.
As soon as Lu Xiaofeng saw her raise her hand, a flash of light appeared on the blade, and a chilling killing intent was already upon him.
The wind from the sword whipped her black hair, and a short sword was already thrusting towards her.
He flipped in mid-air, suddenly stretched out his hand, and with two fingers, narrowly caught the oncoming sword.
The sword tip was only a hair's breadth away from his pupil. Lu Xiaofeng's pupils shrank instinctively, his soul trembled with a piercing scream.
If it weren't for the skillful and swift movements of those two fingers, which were already in perfect harmony, he would have died by this sword if he had been even a fraction slower.
A few eyelashes fluttered to the ground, and those upturned fox eyes were reflected on the cold, hard sword, now only inches away.
Yan Jin stared at him, and said softly, "What did you do?"
She read it so gently, like a lover whispering sweet nothings, but Lu Xiaofeng knew the murderous intent in every word.
His stomach was churning with acid, his mouth tasted bitter, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Do you really want to kill me?"
Paying a life for a life seems to be without fault, but his heart was being torn apart by an unbearable pain.
He smiled bitterly and said, "If I could really do anything, why would you hold a knife to my throat?"
Lu Xiaofeng's eyes met hers for a moment, an invisible confrontation taking place.
A moment later, the short sword, gleaming with cold light, suddenly transformed into petals that gently fell on his face, like a light rain.
He suddenly closed his eyes, and one of the pieces brushed past his eyeball and fell silently.
A pair of warm, lotus-root-like arms had already wrapped around his shoulders and back. Yan Jin rubbed against his chest a couple of times and said in a coaxing, sticky voice, "Little Phoenix, did I scare you? How could I bear to take your life?"
Her slender hand gently caressed his chest, as if trying to calm his wildly beating heart, and she softly comforted him, "I'm just too scared. I'm a demon, and you're a human, how can we have a child? Fox demons have extremely difficulty conceiving, you must have been cursed by some evil spell. Think about it carefully, okay?"
Her voice was truly as sweet as honey, providing an excuse for everything.
He only needed to follow her instructions and take a step forward.
Take a step forward, and you'll be just like before, simply being the joyful, free, and unrestrained wind.
Lu Xiaofeng nodded without even thinking.
He was naturally relieved; the heavy weight on his heart had been suddenly lifted.
He gasped for breath, and Yan Jin saved him once again.
He should probably be happy, but his heart felt heavy, and an inexplicable emptiness welled up inside him.
He suddenly gripped Yan Jin's hand tightly, very tightly.
Then, she jumped up again and, as usual, kissed his nose without any hesitation, saying sweetly, "Master Lu, you are the smartest and most resourceful. You must find out the truth."
Otherwise, it might be very dangerous.
She swallowed the unspoken words; that's how women are—they only need to be half-truthful.
Lu Xiaofeng gave a bitter smile, suppressing the indescribable feelings in his heart.
That would be good, just as she said.
He held her tightly, his mood completely depressed, and he didn't want to move.
He told himself to just move forward, as always.
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