91: Chapter 91 Luo Hongyi's Anxiety

Young Emperors Palace, Main Hall.

The atmosphere here was not as tense as one might have imagined. Instead, it carried a faint sense of warmth and... the milky scent of a baby.

Standing at the doorway, Xu Chen straightened his robes, glanced back at Ye Qingwu and Nangong Waner with a reassuring look, then pushed open the large door carved with the auspicious pattern of a dragon and phoenix.

"My ladies, I'm home!"

With that hearty shout, the scene inside the hall came into view.

In the center of the hall, a thick, long-haired carpet was spread out. Su Qingge, dressed in casual, light-blue home clothes, was not seated on the main throne. Instead, she sat cross-legged on the carpet, cradling her firstborn son, Great Treasure, who was as exquisite as if carved from jade and was currently babbling while clutching a rattle-drum.

Beside her, a communication jade slip, its spiritual glow having just faded, lay on the floor. Clearly, news from the family had already reached this mistress of the household.

Sitting around Su Qingge were Jiang Liuli and Bai Ningbing.

Both women's bellies were already prominently rounded. Jiang Liuli, in particular, had an especially large belly as she was carrying Dragon and Phoenix Twins. At this moment, the two former 'Iceberg Beauty' and 'Yandere Goddess' were doting on Great Treasure with loving expressions, their faces radiant with maternal glow.

Not far away, on a soft couch, Luo Hongyi, clad in a fiery red dress, was frowning intently over a book titled *365 Little Tips for Preparing for Pregnancy*. She only looked up sharply upon hearing the voice.

"So this is... Chener's life in this home?"

Following behind Xu Chen, Ye Qingwu watched the harmonious scene before her. The tension in her heart instantly dissipated by half, replaced by an inexplicable sense of yearning.

"Husband, you're back."

Hearing the voice, Su Qingge looked up in pleasant surprise. Holding the child, she stood up and quickly walked over. Her voice was as gentle as water, without a trace of airs.

"The Patriarch just sent word. He said not only did you return fully loaded, husband, but you also brought back two peerless beauties."

"This must be Waner, and... Sister Ye, right?"

"Ahem, that's right."

Xu Chen naturally took his son from Su Qingge's arms, planted a kiss on the chubby cheek, then introduced with a smile.

"Qingge, you know everyone. This is Waner. And this is our newest member, also my Master, Ye Qingwu."

"Waner greets Sister Qingge."

Nangong Waner quickly performed a respectful bow. Though she was the Sword Sect's Chief Disciple, she placed herself humbly before these sisters.

"Please, no need for such formality."

Freeing her hands, Su Qingge took Nangong Waner's hand, then looked towards Ye Qingwu, who still seemed somewhat uneasy.

At that moment, Ye Qingwu felt her face burning.

In terms of age, she was older than everyone present. In terms of cultivation, she was a Saint. Yet now, she was the 'newcomer' to this family. This mismatch of status and age left her momentarily at a loss for words.

"Sister... Sister Ye."

Seeming to sense her embarrassment, Su Qingge took the initiative, stepping forward to link arms with Ye Qingwu, her smile sincere.

"Our family doesn't have many rules. Once you step through this door, we are all close sisters."

"And I heard from our husband that you are with child, sister, which must be even more taxing. Come, don't just stand there. Please, sit here."

So saying, Su Qingge gently but firmly guided Ye Qingwu to sit on a chair piled with soft cushions.

"Th-thank you, Sister Qingge."

A warmth spread in Ye Qingwu's heart as she gave Su Qingge a grateful look. She had braced herself for an awkward confrontation, never expecting such considerate treatment.

"Sister Ye, let me see!"

Jiang Liuli, with great effort, waddled over with her large belly, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Ye Qingwu's abdomen.

"I heard you're carrying the Chaos Sword Body? That's a legendary constitution! Can I touch it? For good luck?"

"Yes, yes."

Even the usually aloof Bai Ningbing wore a rare smile as she offered over a plate of spiritual fruits.

"Sister Ye, these are sour spiritual fruits our husband specifically had people find. They're excellent for stopping nausea. Try some."

Soon, the three pregnant women, plus Su Qingge who had just given birth, naturally gathered together. Their conversation flowed seamlessly from 'which prenatal medicine is best' to 'who the child will learn swordsmanship from in the future.' The atmosphere was harmoniously unbelievable.

Nangong Waner also joined the group. Though she couldn't contribute much to the conversation, seeing her master being accepted by everyone, she simply smiled happily along.

Watching this scene, Xu Chen's heart swelled with a sense of accomplishment.

This was what it meant to have a harmonious family where all affairs prosper!

They were all such wonderful women!

However.

Just as he was about to sit down, have a sip of tea, and enjoy the bliss of having such wives, a soft, melancholic sigh suddenly came from behind him.

"Sigh..."

"The liveliness is theirs. I have nothing."

Xu Chen's heart gave a jolt. He turned his head and met Luo Hongyi's phoenix eyes, brimming with grievance.

Luo Hongyi was not exuding her usual domineering aura. At this moment, she resembled more a wronged young wife. She tossed the book *Pregnancy Preparation Tips* onto the table and looked at Xu Chen with red-rimmed eyes.

"Hongyi, what's wrong?"

Xu Chen hurried over, wanting to take her hand.

"Don't touch me."

Luo Hongyi petulantly shook off his hand. Her gaze swept over the three pregnant women chatting animatedly, finally settling on Ye Qingwu's abdomen. Her tone was dripping with sourness.

"Su Qingge gave birth. A son."

"Jiang Liuli is pregnant. With Dragon and Phoenix Twins."

"Bai Ningbing is pregnant. With an Ice Spirit Saint Body."

"And now, even the newly arrived Ye Qingwu comes in already pregnant with a Chaos Sword Body!"

Luo Hongyi suddenly stood up, grabbed Xu Chen by the collar, and pulled him close until their noses almost touched.

"Xu Chen, tell me honestly."

"Do you have something against me?"

"Or is it... you think because I come from the Demonic Sect, I'm not gentle enough, not worthy of bearing your child?"

Her voice held a slight tremble, clearly genuinely distressed.

As one of the earliest women to follow Xu Chen, she truly loved this man to the core. But now, watching her sisters' bellies swell one after another while hers remained flat, the sense of loss and anxiety was driving her mad.

"Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking?"

Seeing her proud yet wronged appearance, Xu Chen felt his heart ache unbearably.

No longer caring that others were present, he reached out and pulled Luo Hongyi tightly into his embrace, letting her pound on his chest.

"You are my Red-clothed Empress, the fiercest flame in my heart. Who dares say you're not worthy?"

"As for a child..."

Xu Chen leaned close to her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, his voice turning low and magnetic.

"It's because we've had too little time together. I was busy traveling before, and you were occupied with Demonic Sect affairs. We've been apart more than together, so naturally, the opportunity hasn't arrived yet."

"Since you want one so much..."

Xu Chen's hand gently stroked her flat, toned abdomen, a determined glint flashing in his eyes.

"Then starting today, I won't do anything else."

"I'll dedicate myself to accompanying you."

"R-really?"

Luo Hongyi looked up at him, tear tracks still visible at the corners of her eyes, disbelief in her gaze.

"As real as real gold."

A mischievous smile curled at the corner of Xu Chen's mouth as he suddenly swept her up into his arms, holding her bridal-style.

"The atmosphere is just right today."

"My ladies, please continue your discussions on child-rearing. And help me look after Great Treasure for a bit."

Winking at the women watching the scene, Xu Chen then strode purposefully towards the Bedchamber in the rear hall, carrying a startled Luo Hongyi.

"Your husband is now off to execute an 'Emergency Baby-Making Plan'."

"Hongyi, if you don't beg for mercy tonight, we're not coming out!"

"Xu Chen! You... you scoundrel! Everyone's watching!"

Blushing furiously, Luo Hongyi buried her face in his chest. Though she scolded him verbally, her arms tightly encircled Xu Chen's neck, showing not the slightest intention of getting down.

Inside the main hall, the women watched the departing pair's backs. Far from being angry, they all burst into good-natured laughter.

"It seems our family is about to have another addition."

Su Qingge shook her head, her eyes full of mirth.

"Sister Ye, it looks like your title of 'Newest Pregnant Lady' might not last long."

Blushing, Ye Qingwu looked at this large, bustling family filled with love. The last trace of estrangement in her heart completely vanished at this moment.

This was home.

A home with squabbles and jealousy, yet so warm that one never wanted to leave.