The Trouble of Emperor Zhao

Bai Jie was also very happy; her luck with pregnancy was quite good!

Now she had successfully conceived Jiang Che's baby. Although she didn't know if it was a boy or a girl, regardless of gender... as long as it was Jiang Che's child, she was happy!

"Congratulations, Sister Bai."

Bai Qiangwei smiled sweetly, agreeing from the bottom of her heart. She didn't want to get pregnant for the time being... In her opinion, it was still too early for her to have a child.

"That's right! We're not going to have babies for that smelly bastard!" Yu Wan'er pulled Bai Qiangwei over, followed by Qin Qiaoqiao and Ye Mengyao.

Yu Wan'er had a fear of giving birth. It wasn't like laying an egg where you could just pop it out. The thought of her petite frame having to give birth to a child made her feel extremely resistant.

She still saw herself as a child. Why the hell would she have a child?

"If anyone is going to give birth, it should be the older sisters. I'll just get free godsons and goddaughters."

Yu Wan'er felt entirely justified. After all, she was the main wife... well, one of them. Even if she didn't have a baby, Jiang Che wouldn't say anything.

In fact, there were still quite a few girls who didn't want to have children for the time being. The ones who did were mostly girls who lacked a sense of security in their hearts.

However, the smile on Yu Wan'er's face soon froze.

"Woohoo~ Sisters, I have an announcement to make!"

Suddenly, a petite girl burst into the room with her hands on her hips, her twin tails bobbing. Her palm-sized face was full of haughty pride, and two girls who looked similar to her followed behind.

Xiao Wanwan!

Upon seeing Xiao Wanwan, Yu Wan'er's expression instantly changed in shock, and a sense of crisis immediately welled up.

Did this girl hit the jackpot? Among all the sisters, the one she disliked the most was Xiao Wanwan. She was such an attention-seeker and often secretly badmouthed her to Jiang Che in bed.

"Hehe~" Xiao Wanwan's small face carried a smile. "That's right! I'm pregnant!"

Yu Wan'er's little face instantly fell. She felt like she wasn't doing well at all. Even Xiao Wanwan was pregnant... didn't that mean she had to consider it too?

[Pah, pah, pah! I'm not going to have a child for that smelly man!]

"Really? Sister Wanwan, you're pregnant too?" Qin Qiaoqiao trotted over.

She didn't want to have children for the time being. Giving birth naturally wasn't as easy as just picking one up. Anyway, they were all sisters; whoever had a baby would have to call her little mom.

"Uh... I'm not. It's my older sister who's pregnant. I just wanted to say that I'm going to have a niece." Xiao Wanwan rubbed her nose, shooting a provocative glance at Yu Wan'er at the same time.

Yu Wan'er immediately gnashed her teeth in anger. She wished she could tear Xiao Wanwan's mouth apart right then and there.

"Sister Sisi? Congratulations!" Ye Mengyao walked up to Xiao Sisi.

Xiao Sisi lowered her head, a hint of shyness flashing in her eyes.

She hadn't expected to get pregnant herself.

After returning to her own bedroom, Yu Wan'er was so angry she was practically fuming.

"Stud horse, stud horse, giant stud horse! You bastard, go die!" Yu Wan'er pulled out a Jiang Che action figure and vented all her dissatisfaction with Jiang Che onto the figure.

"Wan'er... you're still jealous! Why don't you... have one for him too?" Ye Mengyao walked over. "Although your frame is small, you're an immortal cultivator now, no longer a mortal. I've never heard of a female cultivator in the Nine Heavens dying from childbirth!"

Yu Wan'er snorted coldly. "Sister Yaoyao, I originally thought... I wouldn't be jealous. After all, there were already precedents like Sister Shen Yu and Sister Gu. But... but Jiang Che is actually doing this for real? He really treats himself like a stud horse!"

As Yu Wan'er spoke, she couldn't hold it in anymore, and large teardrops pattered down.

Seeing this, Ye Mengyao bit her lower lip lightly, seemingly a bit conflicted, and pulled Yu Wan'er into her embrace.

She actually really wanted to say... that a little life was already growing inside her own body as well. But seeing Yu Wan'er's current pitiful appearance, she could only tell her later.

"Sister Yaoyao, you're the best." Yu Wan'er rubbed her small head against Ye Mengyao's chest. Her Sister Yaoyao had changed too...

Back in the mortal realm, Ye Mengyao's figure was at most a B-cup, but now it was approaching a D-cup. Yet she herself was still as flat as an airport. It faded, it faded, their sisterly bond had faded.

...

The clamor of the girls inside the immortal boat was all taken in by a small phoenix in the corner.

The offspring of the Demon God, Huang Feiyan!

[What a great opportunity. Jiang Che must have started his general amnesty recently. Can I take this chance to conceive Jiang Che's child too?]

[First, I should transform into a petite, cute, and pretty little girl. Jiang Che likes girls with petite figures, so I will...]

Huang Feiyan had already started modeling the human form she would transform into.

Generally speaking, a demonic beast's transformation was random, and usually, the higher the bloodline and cultivation, the more beautiful the transformation.

But she, Huang Feiyan, was the offspring of the Demon God, so she could customize her own face and model.

[Hehe, I don't believe... that I can't hook your soul looking like this!]

Huang Feiyan started cheering herself up in her heart!

Although it had been less than a month since she hatched from her shell, her mind was already mature, completely different from a silly girl like Gu Xian'er.

She understood all too well how to use her advantages to win Jiang Che's favor. To put it bluntly, she had a natural green tea holy physique!

[Action speaks louder than words. Tonight, I'll slip under Jiang Che's covers and transform.]

...

Nighttime.

"Ah—"

With a miserable cry, a little red bird covered in fluff was thrown out the window.

"Listen to me... I really can transform... I'll be very, very pretty after I transform. You'll regret throwing me out!"

Huang Feiyan desperately bumped against the window glass. She had already slipped into Jiang Che's bed, but just as she was about to transform... she got so nervous that she forgot everything, and then Jiang Che threw her out the window for disturbing the peace.

"Husband, you... threw well."

Di Zhao sat on a chair, combing her hair in front of the mirror. Her three thousand strands of black hair cascaded down, the waterfall-like long hair combed extremely neatly.

The young woman wore a white nightgown. Her overall aura was still as aloof and proud as ever, and this iceberg would only slowly melt when she looked at Jiang Che.

"Husband... it is Di Zhao's fault for failing to conceive an immortal seed."

Di Zhao put down the comb, a look of self-blame on her face.

"It's fine, definitely next time," Jiang Che waved his hand. It was another exhausting day.

Di Zhao fell silent. Ever since joining her husband's system family, her horizons had been greatly broadened, and her worldview was nearly shattered.

Just what kind of... husband had she married?

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