My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts Chapter 407 - 138 Mo Ying Pregnant2

Mo Ying is now thriving in the Military Departnt, having been to the Insect Clan battlefields several tis, leaving the enemy utterly defeated. Her success is imnse, yet she grows increasingly calm and steady with her advancents in rit and rank — this impatience is unlike her recent deanor.

Realizing sothing major might have happened to Mo Ying, Du Xixi sat upright, imdiately adopting a serious expression, and asked, "What’s happened?"

"Xixi..." Mo Ying’s eyes were rarely red as she looked at Du Xixi with tear-filled eyes, tears already accumulated and ready to fall at any mont, "I, I think I’m pregnant!"

Du Xixi: ...What?

"Pregnant?" Du Xixi stood up, seeing the pallor on Mo Ying’s virtual projection, where even slightly red eyes couldn’t bring any other color to her face, pursed her lips and continued asking, "Are you feeling unwell? Have you been to the military hospital? Do you want to accompany you?"

Mo Ying was overwheld at this ti; her health wasn’t really good, and the effects of daily exercise were no match for the damage of battlefield fighting. So, she and Ye Wenting initially didn’t plan to have children — the harm to Mo Ying’s health was one thing, mainly because it was difficult for Mo Ying to get pregnant.

But Mo Ying, who wasn’t in good health, never had delayed those few days each month, except this month, it had been a good week, and her period hadn’t co.

She wasn’t a fool; she had helped take care of the pregnant Du Xixi earlier, naturally quickly realizing she might be pregnant, especially since Ye Wenting happened to co ho a month ago... she nearly called Du Xixi on a video call as soon as she suspected pregnancy.

With her steadfast nature, she shouldn’t be so fragile, but potential pregnancy with a small life growing inside her would affect anyone to so degree.

Mo Ying was heavily affected, now sitting on the bed in her room, not daring to stand up, fearing that this hard-won child might be lost due to her carelessness.

She wiped the tear from the corner of her eye, sobbing, "Xixi, I’m a bit scared, could you co to my house to help ?"

Mo Ying had only Du Xixi as a female friend, and she dared not rashly inform the parents of the Ye and Mo Families before confirmation, so she could only think of Du Xixi at this ti.

"Okay, I’ll co over right away, you wait for at ho!" Du Xixi naturally agreed, both closing the video call and quickly heading to the training room to find Ke Lian, "Ke Lian, co with to Sister Mo Ying’s place!"

Ke Lian didn’t ask why for such urgency from Du Xixi, nodded, and imdiately went upstairs to change into clean clothes. With the swiftness trained in the Military Departnt, in two or three minutes, he was neatly dressed before Du Xixi.

The couple hurriedly got on the hovercar and left. Once on the hovercar, Ke Lian sent ssages to both Ke Xing and Miao Miao to keep them inford and had ti to turn to Du Xixi, asking, "Is sothing wrong with Sister Mo Ying?"

"Sister Mo Ying might be pregnant, but it’s not confird yet, and she wants to accompany her." Du Xixi replied briefly to Ke Lian, lowering her head to open the Light Computer, continually sending ssages to comfort Mo Ying with words.

Ke Lian was stunned but said no more; he only recalled when Du Xixi was pregnant — Du Xixi then was like Mo Ying now, without the company of her husband, wondering if Du Xixi was also very scared back then...

A pang hit Ke Lian’s heart, he held Du Xixi’s nearby hand, intending to express the love in his heart, only to see Du Xixi glance at him coldly and indifferently, pulling her hand back.

"Why are you pulling !" Du Xixi was now focused entirely on Mo Ying, feeling that being held was inconvenient for ssaging, "Don’t interrupt while I’m comforting Sister Mo Ying."

Ke Lian felt more heartache.

Ke Lian: ...

Thanks for the invite, no love left.

Upon arriving at Mo Ying’s house, it was the robotic housekeeper 3533 who opened the door for them. Du Xixi sprinted upstairs, barely acknowledging the dazed Ke Lian behind, and went straight to Mo Ying’s door, breathlessly knocking.

"Is it Xixi? Co in." Mo Ying’s voice, still tinged with a nasal tone, lightly ca out, fuzzy but recognizable to Du Xixi as she relaxed, rotated the handle, and entered.

This mont wasn’t suitable for an outside male like Ke Lian to enter, so he didn’t follow inside. He closed the door, silently waiting outside.