in2ebook Chapter 155 Isn't their young lord moving a bit too fast?
Chapter 155 Isn't their young lord moving a bit too fast?
Zhongli Yueluo smiled wickedly and waved to the others.
The group returned to the table, their heads close together.
After hearing Zhongli Yueluo's words, everyone frowned; this was indeed a very risky situation.
"Princess, this is too risky!"
Su Fengjun stared at her with concern, saying that this was an internal matter of their Wind Spirit Ghost Clan, and she didn't need to put in so much effort.
"Aren't you going to spread the news yet? We need to stabilize morale first. Miaoqing, you'd better prepare some extra blood."
Miao Qing looked miserable; her swollen face was already pitiful enough.
Not only did they not cook him some good food to replenish his blood, but now they want to cut him!
"Here, it's for replenishing blood."
Just as he finished thinking about it, Zhongli Yueluo actually gave him a porcelain bottle containing top-quality nourishing pills.
As usual, he cut himself once. Although Su Fengjun's condition was becoming more and more stable, he still needed to consolidate his recovery.
Now we don't hide it from anyone anymore; we just put it directly into the teapot and stir it.
He handed a cup to Su Fengjun and another to Miao Qing.
Miao Qing didn't want to drink it, but in the end, she held back her tears, tilted her head back, and drank it all.
Although I was quite scared, I have to admit that it actually tastes pretty good.
Su Fengjun felt uneasy drinking it. The dignified young master of the Fengyun Ghost Clan was now openly living off a woman.
His heart was hurt a million times more, but now everyone is honest with each other and doesn't have to hide it anymore.
Su Fengling looked at Zhongli Yueluo's still bleeding finger and picked it up.
They didn't do anything out of line; they just wrapped her up with a strip of cloth.
He glanced at Su Fengjun, and they exchanged a look.
Zhongli Yueluo and Yan Ruoyu went out, while the two brothers remained in the room.
"Brother, I feel better."
"Yes, much better. This plague in Shadow City was ultimately caused by the two of us."
"But if the princess and Yan Shaojun get involved in this conflict, it will be a situation that is difficult to resolve among the three clans."
“Brother, the princess is already in a difficult situation. By helping us, she is essentially helping herself.”
"And her mother is also in Taiyin City. As for Yan Ruoyu... well, we owe him one."
"Brother, have you been using the princess all along?"
Su Fengjun spoke calmly, but his eyes were fixed on Su Fengling.
"It was true at first, but not anymore." He lowered his eyes, but the sweet smile on his lips was impossible to hide.
Zhongli Yueluo returned to her room and stood by the window. Miaoqing was also there, and He Yuhuan was sitting on a stool.
"Speak, Miaoqing. You'd better finish it all at once. Don't make me ask you one question at a time."
Zhongli Yueluo had no expression on her face, and since she was facing away from her, it was impossible to see her emotions.
"Princess...I..." she began to feign a pitiful appearance, and even touched her swollen face.
"Speak!" Zhongli Yueluo turned around and looked at him coldly.
With a thud, he knelt on the ground, looking up at her with teary eyes.
"Alright, Xi Yu's illness is not incurable."
She gave him another sharp look; she had already told him it was best not to ask.
“Hey, I’m telling you, the plague demon and the birth demon travel together, and wherever they go, you’ll find them.”
"Get to the point!" she said, tapping her fingers impatiently on the window frame.
"It's...it's that Xi Yu would possess the bodies of dead children to cultivate himself, and he would often carry a red lantern."
"What I want is a way to deal with him, and you're telling me this?"
Zhongli Yueluo walked up to him, bent down slightly, and pinched his chin with great force.
"We must first find the Demon of Production and solve her cultivation resource problem."
“If his own strength is greatly weakened, he will definitely not be our match.” Miao Qinglan stared intently at her with her blue eyes.
Then, he placed his hand on Zhongli Yueluo's wrist: "Princess, it hurts a little."
"The demon... could be put to use." She murmured.
She gently released her hand and patted his face twice.
"Do you know what the consequences will be if you dare to leak this information in secret?"
He nodded vigorously; he really wanted those three young lords to see her wicked face.
He thought Zhongli Yueluo would continue to press him about the ghost birth, but he genuinely didn't know.
Miao Qing left the room, and Zhongli Yueluo's magical power condensed at her fingertips before attaching to her lower abdomen.
Are you pregnant? Then you should wear loose-fitting clothes and have a protruding belly.
As she spoke, she rummaged through the wardrobe and draped a large robe over herself.
A soft pad was placed inside her lower abdomen, and it was sealed with magic.
She really did look like a pregnant woman. She then turned to He Yuhuan and asked, "Yuhuan, what does my belly look like to me?"
He Yuhuan had two sugar pills stuck in her fingernails, wiggling them back and forth as she frowned, thinking, "Does this look like she's just bored?"
Zhongli Yueluo was taken aback. What was she thinking? How could she ask He Yuhuan such a question?
"Alright, it's nothing." She gave an awkward smile and decided to go out and ask them anyway.
Anyway, Yan Ruoyu was in the room, so to make it look more convincing, she supported her back and pushed open Yan Ruoyu's door.
Yan Ruoyu was as usual, holding the Xuan Gu Fan and flipping through the documents on the table.
She's the only person who can walk in without knocking.
He looked up and stared at her outfit, somewhat stunned.
Her gaze fell on his protruding belly. She had never heard of the Medicine Deer Clan getting pregnant so quickly!
That's a normal person's reaction; she seems to have done a pretty convincing job.
Yan Ruoyu frowned. She was fine when she came back, so what happened now?
"Princess?" He didn't even know what to do with his hands and feet, he gritted his teeth, tilted his head, and frowned.
"Why aren't you helping your pregnant wife?"
She smiled slightly, and Yan Ruoyu stood up from the stool somewhat blankly, at a loss for what to do.
He held her hand and placed it on her pulse, but there was no abnormality.
Aside from being a little weak, her stomach...
"Ruoyu, did I look convincing?" she said, patting her lower abdomen.
Yan Ruoyu gently stroked her slightly protruding belly with her hand and eyes, her eyes filled with tenderness. If it were true, that would be good.
"You startled me, Princess. What are you doing?" He gently stroked her hand, his eyes tender.
“There’s more than just one ghost in Shadow City.”
Then, she repeated the information she had received from Miaoqing to Yan Ruoyu.
After hearing this, Yan Ruoyu smiled slightly: "Then, my lady, you must take care of your health."
"Oh, you've gotten into character so quickly, Young Master Yan?"
Zhongli Yueluo sat down on the stool and looked at the document on the table, which contained information about the five rulers of the Zheng clan.
She didn't pay much attention to it; her priority was to get to the City of Shadows as soon as possible.
The border of Taiyin City is very close to her mother.
The two of them talked for a while, and then Yinyi knocked on the door from the outside.
When they went in, they saw Yan Ruoyu touching Zhongli Yueluo's lower abdomen.
He stood there, stunned, as if struck by lightning. This...this! This...isn't their young lord a little too fast?!