"You guys...what’s with those expressions? Just say whatever you have to say, no need to hide it."
"Um...actually, it’s not a big deal."
Kong Zhaozhao stuck out her tongue and said helplessly, "Father is willing to make the cultivation techniques public, but on one condition: anyone who learns the Penglai Immortal Domain’s techniques must throw sothing at you when they see you. It doesn’t have to hit you, but they must throw it."
Lu Chuan: "?"
"Seriously, why? Your dad is too childish!"
"Actually, you can’t entirely bla Zhaozhao’s father. When he found out you were such a playboy, with over a dozen wives besides Zhaozhao, Kong Yuanliang couldn’t take it. He didn’t want to hurt you directly, so he used this thod to annoy you a bit. But really, it’s nothing. Just endure it, and it’ll pass."
Mu Nanqing covered her face and chuckled lightly, saying, "You got such a great deal with Zhaozhao, just take the bitter with the sweet."
"I’d rather he just co and beat up. What is this, child’s play?"
Lu Chuan pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling helpless.
"Alright, you won’t get hurt anyway, and how many people would really dare to throw sothing at you? Everyone tacitly agrees without really intending to do it."
"Um...that’s true. Speaking of which, where’s Jiaxin? I haven’t seen her."
"Jiaxin is resting in her room. It’s almost ti for the baby to co, and she’s been particularly sleepy lately, sleeping over a dozen hours a day. But by the ti you calculate it, she should be waking up soon. You should go check on her, the baby in Jiaxin’s belly is quite lively."
"I’d better go and check! Ladies, pardon for neglecting you. I’ll entertain you all after I visit Jiaxin."
"Go, go, who cares about you entertaining us?"
Leaving the group of won, Lu Chuan arrived at the door of Ye Jiaxin’s room and knocked. The door was opened by Li Yingnu.
When she saw it was Lu Chuan, a hint of joy flashed in Li Yingnu’s eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
Lu Chuan noticed it, and Li Yingnu probably knew Lu Chuan noticed it, but their relationship...was quite complicated.
Lu Chuan understood that Li Yingnu’s situation was similar to Xiu Niang’s. Li Yingnu also knew she couldn’t hide things from Li Chuan, but due to their identities, they silently chose to ignore it.
"Lu Chuan, Jiaxin just woke up. You should go in and see her."
"Alright!"
Lu Chuan felt a warmth in his heart and quickly walked into the room, only to see Ye Jiaxin just sitting up in bed. She was leaning against the headboard, continuously caressing her belly, eyes full of motherly glow.
"Jiaxin darling."
"Hmm? Lu Chuan!"
Ye Jiaxin lifted her head, t Lu Chuan’s gaze, and imdiately brightened up with joy.
"You’re back! I knew you wouldn’t break your promise, that you’d co back before the baby is born!"
"Of course, this mont is precious to both of us; I had to be here to witness it in person. Jiaxin, you’ve worked hard."
Lu Chuan leaned in, looking at Ye Jiaxin’s protruding belly, feeling a pang of heartache.
Even though Jiaxin is at the Golden Core Realm, and childbirth would be smooth without incidents like heavy bleeding, it would still hurt.
"It’s not hard. I can’t wait to have another one after this, just to keep you tied to my bed every day!"
"Anything for you. I’ll be here to accompany you during the day these few days."
"Hmmph, during the day. Won’t you go to other sisters at night?"
Ye Jiaxin pouted, but she had already co to terms with this, so it didn’t bother her much.
"By the way, now that you’re back, I hope you won’t leave again until after the baby’s born!"
"Naturally, just focus on resting. I promise, as long as your eyes are open, I’ll be right by your side."
...
That night.
Lu Chuan stood in the courtyard, taking a deep breath as he gazed at the row of courtyards.
In these courtyards lived Lu Chuan’s many wives.
From left to right, starting with Situ Qinghuan, Nalan Xuan, Xiu Niang, Mu Nanqing, and so on. The only regret was the absence of Ji Weiwei.
Ever since Thousand Faces took Ji Weiwei away, till this day, Lu Chuan hadn’t received even the slightest bit of news about her.
However, thinking about it, with Thousand Faces around, Ji Weiwei’s life was at least secure. Lu Chuan attempted to track down Thousand Faces, but it was as if she vanished without a trace. He felt powerless.
If Thousand Faces wanted to hide, Lu Chuan might never find her in this life, but he wouldn’t give up. Ji Weiwei was his lady, and that wouldn’t change.
"Then we’ll start with you."
Lu Chuan took a deep breath, lifted his foot and walked towards Situ Qinghuan’s room. Before he could push the door open, it opened by itself. As Lu Chuan walked in, he saw the room brightly lit, with the character for "happiness" hanging on the wall. Red lanterns were hung in the room, looking very festive. Even the bedding was replaced with Mandarin duck pillows and embroidered quilts.
Situ Qinghuan was sitting at the table, dressed in a wedding outfit, with a red veil over her head.
"Lu Chuan?"
"It’s ."
Lu Chuan walked up, smiling, "What’s all this?"
"Naturally, I’m marrying you. Why, don’t you like it?"
"You know how I feel, so why ask?"
Lu Chuan sat down, held Situ Qinghuan’s hand, and continued, "Is it just you, or is everyone...?"
"Tonight, you’ll only be here. The sisters have agreed."
"Understood, then... My lady, it’s late, we should rest."
"No rush, the formalities must be observed. Won’t my husband lift the veil?"
The term ’my husband’ left half of Lu Chuan’s body feeling soft. The usually aloof Situ Qinghuan had never shown this side before.
Lu Chuan could genuinely feel Situ Qinghuan’s heartbeat. She must have put in a lot of effort for all this, and how could Lu Chuan waste the affections of such a lovely lady?
"Of course, I must lift it to see my lady’s stunning beauty."
Saying so, Lu Chuan reached out and lifted the red veil over Situ Qinghuan’s head. She imdiately lowered her eyes, a blush spreading across her cheeks.
"Before applying makeup, Sister Nanqing specifically helped cleanse my face, removing all blemishes. A little painful. How do I look?"
Situ Qinghuan lifted her head, just in ti to et Lu Chuan’s gaze. Seeing Lu Chuan’s dazed expression, Situ Qinghuan felt even more joyful.
Situ Qinghuan was already a very proper beauty, stunning even without makeup. Now that she’s all dressed up, she was even more captivating.
"My husband, it’s ti to pay respects."
"I, how do I do it?"
"Let take care of it."
Saying this, Situ Qinghuan took out a gourd, split it open, removed the seeds, and poured wine inside. She then tied her hair to Lu Chuan’s, holding their left hands tightly, fingers interlocked.
"My husband, let’s drink this wedding wine. Please don’t disappoint your wife."
"To be together for all lives, never to part."
"To hold your hand and grow old with you."
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