187: Chapter 187 (Final Chapter, 10,000 words)

...they suddenly heard the sound of something being knocked over upstairs, followed by a flurry of panicked footsteps.

The eyes of all the males constricted, and they immediately rushed upstairs.

"Ugh~"

Sang Qing covered her chest, leaning over the sink as she retched dryly.

With a bang, the room door was slammed open directly.

Seven or eight figures surged into the room together.

No figure was on the bed, a pile of books was scattered on the floor, the bathroom door was slightly ajar, and the sound of running water came from within.

Feng Yuan was the first to pull open the bathroom door, only to see Sang Qing, her face pale, supporting herself on the sink, her eyes looking as if she wanted to stab someone.

"Qing Qing, what's wrong?"

Sang Qing glanced sideways at them, and another wave of nausea surged up.

"Ugh~"

Could she be pregnant again?

How could that be?

She had given Xuan Xiao and the others Contraceptive Pills.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Feng Yuan walking towards her, and Sang Qing stiffened.

Wait... she seemed to have forgotten to give Feng Yuan and Aniel Contraceptive Pills... so it was very likely from a few days ago... Ah!!!

Sang Qing's heart was instantly struck by a devastating blow.

No way.

She had just stopped breastfeeding not long ago, she didn't want to be pregnant again.

And this was just too fast.

Feng Yuan, seeing Sang Qing retching, looked worried and quickly patted her back with his hand.

He wasn't clear about the symptoms of a female being pregnant, he just thought she was sick or something.

On the other hand, Chi Yu's eyes flickered, and amidst his tension, he raised an eyebrow, quickly pushing aside the males blocking his way to get to Sang Qing's side.

Her ears were filled with the sound of incessant questioning. Sang Qing glanced at her slightly pale reflection in the mirror, her brow tightly furrowed.

Supporting Sang Qing, who had nothing to vomit, out of the bathroom, a string of males followed closely behind her, just like her little tails.

Chi Yu tidied her hair for her, sat down holding her, and took the warm water handed to him by Xing Jiu, bringing it to her lips.

"Qing Qing, calm down first, let me check you."

Since Chi Yu was a Witch, no one had any objections to him holding Sang Qing; they just wanted to urge him to quickly examine their mate's body.

Sang Qing took a sip of water, looked at the group of males surrounding her, touched her heavy chest, and nodded gently.

She had a strong premonition that she probably was.

But... Sang Qing's gaze fell meaningfully on Feng Yuan and Aniel's faces.

Chi Yu picked up his mate's hand, injected a stream of Witch Power, and quickly began to examine her.

Fu Ning squatted by Sang Qing's feet, holding her other hand, resting his head on her thigh, forcibly suppressing his nervousness.

Sang Qing withdrew her hand, stroked his soft long hair, and her complexion eased slightly.

Xuan Xiao and Herman both pursed their thin lips, uneasily suppressing the worry in their hearts.

Feng Yuan's fingernails dug into his flesh; the time it took for Chi Yu to examine her felt as long as a century.

Xing Jiu held his breath, his black eyes full of anxiety, fearing that Chi Yu might say something bad.

After finishing the examination, Chi Yu's mouth suddenly curved into a slight smile.

Meeting Sang Qing's clear and steady gaze, Chi Yu first let out a sigh of relief. "Qing Qing, you guessed it, didn't you?"

So clever.

Although the cub this time couldn't possibly be his, any cub of Qing Qing's was as good as his own child to him.

But congratulations were in order for Feng Yuan and Xing Jiu.

"Guess what guess, hurry up and tell us what's wrong with Sister!" Aniel rubbed his messy golden hair, his gaze anxious, his tone deliberately lowered.

Chi Yu wrapped his arm around Sang Qing's waist, his large hand resting on her abdomen. "It's nothing."

"Just that there's a Little Cub."

Aniel heaved a huge sigh of relief, patting his chest. "It's nothing, that's good... WHAT!!!!"

Reacting to the second half of the sentence he had instinctively ignored, Aniel suddenly let out a groundhog-like scream.

What? What?

What's wrong with Qing Qing?

Who has a Little Cub?

What Little Cub?

Aniel felt the world spin for a moment, his body instinctively leaning to the side.

Feng Yuan immediately pushed him away with disdain, but at the same time, an explosive light of joy erupted in his eyes, nearly blinding the other males.

His heart pounded like thunder, his feet as if nailed to the ground, making it difficult to take a step.

But his gaze was extremely gentle as it slowly settled on Sang Qing.

It felt like an explosion in his mind, countless thoughts rushing to the tip of his heart, both joyful and shocking.

"..." Feng Yuan opened his mouth but simply didn't know what to say; his throat also seemed stuck with something, leaving only a choked feeling.

Fu Ning was both happy and unhappy—happy that Qing Qing was okay, unhappy that another Little Cub was going to occupy Qing Qing's heart.

Xing Jiu tightly bit his lip, somewhat unable to believe it.

For the first time, he took the initiative to step forward, pulled Fu Ning aside, and half-knelt before Sang Qing, tears shimmering in his eyes. "Really? Qing Qing, did I hear correctly?"

Unbelievable.

He knew his mate had said earlier that she wouldn't have Cubs this year, and he knew Xuan Xiao and the others had taken Contraceptive Pills.

It's just that Qing Qing hadn't made him take them at the time, but before each time, he would take a short-term Contraceptive Pill.

But at this moment, he wasn't too happy; instead, he was deeply worried.

He was worried about his mate's physical health and mood because she had said she wouldn't this year... Now she had a cub, most likely conceived during those days they fooled around on the beach. But Qing Qing hadn't wanted a Little Cub.

Therefore, regardless of whether this cub was his or not, he was very worried it would affect his mate's mood.

Aniel snapped out of his excitement, waving his arms and cheering. "Nonsense, of course it's true.

Great, Sister, we have a Little Cub."

He happily pounced towards Sang Qing, revealing a mouthful of small white teeth, his eyes nearly squinting into a line from smiling.

Xing Jiu hurriedly stopped him, shielding Sang Qing. "Be careful, don't bump into Qing Qing."

Now that Qing Qing had a Little Cub, she couldn't withstand strong impacts. Aniel was a bit reckless by nature; what if he bumped into Qing Qing?

As for Xuan Xiao and Sa Yu, the two males exchanged a glance, both breaking into brilliant smiles.

Aniel, for once, was surprisingly docile and didn't argue with Xing Jiu, but not hugging Sang Qing was impossible.

He could only restrain his movements, carefully approaching Sang Qing, and half-knelt down like Xing Jiu, his tone sincere. "Sister, don't be angry, okay?

You have a Little Cub now; you need us to take care of you.

At worst, I won't get on the bed; I'll just sleep on the floor."

His desire to enter the room had already been extremely strong; now that his mate had a Little Cub, he wished he could stick to her side every moment.

Sang Qing chuckled lightly, first pinching Xing Jiu's cheek, then patting his head, hehe-ing with a laugh.

Then her face instantly fell. "No!"

Sang Qing snapped, her expression clearly off, showing no joy at being pregnant with a cub.

She was obviously angry.

Thud~

A group of males slid to their knees one after another before her, each with a grave expression, as if facing a great enemy.

Ah?

Oh no.

Why did it feel like Qing Qing was even angrier?

Aniel looked at Sang Qing pitifully, reaching out to tug at her skirt, pouting his thin lips. "Sister, don't be angry, don't be angry. At worst, I'll write a self-criticism."

Although he didn't know what the mistake was, as long as it could make her less angry, he would do anything.

Chi Yu: Good thing he was smart and chose to hold his mate; otherwise, he'd have to kneel down too.

Sang Qing was, of course, angry.

Because she was not at all prepared to be pregnant again.

And... that time, she had drunk a lot of wine.

What if it affected the Little Cub?

Sang Qing's face darkened. She slapped away Aniel's paw and swept a strange gaze over the group of mates before her.

Taking a deep breath, Sang Qing didn't want to get angry with them either.

They weren't objects for her to vent on; she couldn't take her anger out on them every time.

But... this time... she had forgotten to take a Contraceptive Pill afterward, and they hadn't brought it up either.

Even though they didn't know drinking could affect the cub, she knew.

What if... just in case... Sang Qing pursed her lips, her gaze gloomy.

The males on the floor didn't dare breathe loudly, completely unable to guess what she was thinking, just feeling her mood was abnormal.

But at this moment, Chi Yu suddenly realized, seeing through her worry, and quickly spoke to reassure her. "Qing Qing, don't worry. The Little Cub is very healthy; there's no problem."

He remembered Su Ran had given him a Medical Book related to female childbirth and raising Cubs. It recorded that females preparing for pregnancy should not drink alcohol.

That day, they had indeed been too reckless and hadn't paid attention to this issue.

The cub was most likely conceived that day, so he guessed Qing Qing was probably worried about this.

Fortunately, his Witchcraft had improved considerably now, allowing him to check the health of the Little Cub in the female's belly.

Sang Qing looked at Chi Yu, seeing his confident expression, reached out to touch her own belly, and her gaze relaxed slightly.

It's good that it's fine.

However, Sang Qing was truly in a bad mood now.

Who wanted to raise Cubs during the beautiful spring season? It would interfere with her work.

But since she was already pregnant, she couldn't possibly abort it.

Since she couldn't torment the Little Cub, she would torment their Father.

Sang Qing's gaze fell on the three males most likely to be the Little Cub's Father, a perverse smile slowly curling at the corner of her mouth.

Aniel and Feng Yuan inexplicably shivered.

As for Xing Jiu, he had a look of willing sacrifice.

Having calmed her mood, Sang Qing didn't want to pursue the matter further. After shooing the extra males out of the room, she kept Xing Jiu to take care of her.

Feng Yuan and Aniel shamelessly insisted on staying, so Sang Qing could only let them be.

At this moment, Feng Yuan on the left and Aniel on the right, the two males held her intimately and clingingly, one beaming with joy, the other with a face full of tears.

Feng Yuan's figure was large, making Sang Qing appear particularly petite in his arms. He held Sang Qing, his excited gaze falling on her abdomen, kissing her repeatedly. "This is wonderful, Qing Qing."

Qing Qing was actually willing to bear a cub for him; he felt as if a huge pie had fallen from the sky for him.

If one observed carefully, one could see his hands trembling violently and his face flushed red.

His emotions were actually very expressive. In the past, he would have thrown his head back and laughed heartily, cheering with joy. But over the years, his personality had become increasingly restrained and steady; even the strongest emotions could be suppressed deep in his heart, not easily revealed.

But he was also surprised and overjoyed at this moment, his heart filled with a bittersweet thrill, his entire being brimming with passion.

Seeing that he couldn't squeeze in, Xing Jiu wasn't annoyed; he just walked with light steps to find clothes for Sang Qing to change into.

Smelling his mate's scent, Aniel cried like a dog, his tears unstoppable, like... a kettle boiling over, his crying unpleasant and shrill.

Sang Qing kicked him disdainfully. "Enough."

Crying like this, he wasn't a cub anymore.

Also, it really sounded awful.

Aniel immediately fell silent, but he was still crying, crying with his mouth closed.

He was just too happy.

With a pair of reddened peach-blossom eyes, Aniel hugged his mate's arm, his words gentle. "Sister... sob... we have a Little Cub... I'm so happy."

He was going to have a soft little lion cub, right?

Sang Qing's chest still felt heavy. Seeing his joyful appearance, she reached out and poked his forehead. "It might not be yours."

There were also Xing Jiu and Feng Yuan.

He shouldn't speak so definitively.

Aniel's expression instantly changed. He puffed out his chest, his tone firm. "How could it not be mine? I worked really hard that day, okay."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Sang Qing slapped the back of his head, gritting her teeth. "You dare bring up that day."

She was still upset about it; he just had to go and mention the sore spot.

Aniel hugged his buzzing head, clearly feeling his mate's fierceness; it felt like she had nearly knocked his brains out.

"Sister, that hurts!"

Why wouldn't he dare bring it up?

Obviously, Sister was very passionate that day too.

Feng Yuan slightly tightened the corners of his mouth, took Sang Qing's hand, and rubbed it for her. "Qing Qing, leave the task of hitting males to me."

Don't hurt her hand.

Sang Qing's gaze fell on him again. Feng Yuan's smile faltered slightly, thinking inwardly that this was bad.

The next second, a slap also landed on him.

Feng Yuan did not dodge, his face full of willing acceptance.

"If Qing Qing likes it, you can hit me a few more times. It's just that my skin is thick, so don't hurt your hand. You might as well hit my face."

He leaned his face closer to Sang Qing, not caring about so-called dignity or face at all.

As long as she could be happy, it was fine even if she treated him like a Slave.

Sang Qing rolled her eyes, no longer caring about her own image either.

One was pretending to be pitiful, the other was thick-skinned—what could she do to punish them?

Xing Jiu, holding the clothes, walked up to her with a docile expression and slowly squatted down. "Qing Qing, should... should I be hit too?"

That day, he should have tried to persuade Sa Yu and the others.

He was at fault.

Sang Qing glanced at him, raised her hand, then pinched his cheek and began to torment him.

"Ah, it's all your fault, it's all your fault."

She couldn't hold back anymore either, hitting and scolding them, angrily venting her dissatisfaction.

"So annoying, I really don't want to be pregnant with Cubs."

"When the Cubs in my belly are born and I know they're your Cubs, I'll definitely punish them severely."

"It's all your fault. How could you be so accurate..."

"Aaaaaah——"

After venting her dissatisfaction fiercely on the three of them, Sang Qing felt much better. Her head wasn't dizzy anymore, her chest wasn't stuffy anymore, but she was hungry—her stomach was growling.

Patting her belly, a faint glimmer flashed in Sang Qing's eyes. No wonder she had been getting hungry quickly and sleeping a lot these past two days—she was pregnant with Cubs.

Today, she had been awakened by a sudden wave of nausea.

If she hadn't vomited, she wouldn't have known she was pregnant with Cubs.

Sigh.

Luckily, in the Beast World, pregnancy only lasts four months. Otherwise, she definitely wouldn't have this litter.

Hearing Sang Qing's stomach growling, Aniel rubbed his reddened face, tears of joy hanging at the corners of his eyes. He quickly stood up, ready to go downstairs to make her something to eat.

Feng Yuan, holding Sang Qing, was about to change her clothes when she stopped him.

He felt a little disappointed.

Qing Qing still didn't like his intimate contact.

But it didn't matter. He knew his current place in her heart wasn't heavy, but he had plenty of patience and time. He would take it slow.

Xing Jiu still had the tooth marks Sang Qing had left on his face, but he didn't mind. Instead, he was very happy.

Sang Qing brushed her teeth leisurely. Through the mirror, Xing Jiu watched her subtle expressions, his tender gaze mixed with a trace of guilt.

Embracing his mate's graceful figure from behind, Xing Jiu dared not exert any force with the hand resting on her waist.

He had never seen his mate pregnant before; previously, he had only occasionally glimpsed her protruding belly through the light brain. He truly couldn't imagine how her small body could miraculously nurture Little Cubs.

Xing Jiu's eyes reddened slightly. He lowered his head, buried it in the nape of Sang Qing's neck, and took a deep breath, then another... "Qing Qing~"

"Qing Qing~"

Gently calling her name, each utterance hoarse, each utterance filled with deep affection.

He knew his mate liked his hoarse voice, so when she suggested treating it, he refused.

There were few things about him that could attract Qing Qing. He discovered she liked this voice of his only in bed, during their inseparable, Obsession moments, when Qing Qing liked to make him call her name over and over.

If there was anything that could make her like him, he would naturally do everything to keep it.

Although the male's voice was hoarse, hearing it gave rise to a strange, beast-pleasing notion.

Sang Qing really liked the sound of him calling her name, but right now she was brushing her teeth and couldn't talk to him.

The male's warm body pressed against her, like a clingy big dog. Sang Qing also watched his expression through the mirror.

But he had buried his head, so she couldn't see his expression.

Xing Jiu thought: he wasn't smart enough, not strong enough, and his looks weren't an advantage among Qing Qing's mates. But she was always willing to leave a trace of softness for him in her heart, which intoxicated and deeply moved him.

He really, really, really liked Qing Qing.

It had nothing to do with any external factors.

But he also understood that he owed her because he was the most useless, unable to give her anything.

On the contrary, Qing Qing had expended a lot of effort for him.

He would study hard, strive to become stronger. He also wanted to become her sturdiest support, so she wouldn't have to worry about him anymore.

"Qing Qing~" Xing Jiu nuzzled against her neck, his voice filled with infatuation and joy. "I really like Qing Qing!"

He wanted to be with her for a lifetime.

Sang Qing felt her neck itch. After brushing her teeth, she looked at the large dog clinging to her in the mirror and said helplessly, "Alright, stop disturbing me while I wash my face."

Xing Jiu raised his head, looking at the two figures—one tall, one short—in the mirror. A look of fascination appeared on his handsome face. "I'll help you wash."

He first kissed Sang Qing's cheek, then took a soft towel, wet it, and gently wiped her face.

As if handling his most precious treasure, his movements were steady and light, wiping meticulously.

After wiping her face and applying a layer of moisturizer, Xing Jiu began to braid Sang Qing's hair.

Her hair grew quickly; in just half a year, it had grown long again.

Her soft, black hair slipped through Xing Jiu's slender fingers as he skillfully braided it, his expression bright.

So beautiful, his Qing Qing.

"Mmm..." His large hands cupped Sang Qing's face as Xing Jiu's passionate kisses fell.

Along with them fell his warm tears.

Sang Qing was momentarily stunned. She wrapped her arms around his waist, feeling a little puzzled.

What was Xing Jiu doing?

After all, he wasn't a very proactive beast. Except in bed, he was the most proper one in the household on ordinary days.

Dense kisses landed on Sang Qing's lips. The male's scorching breath enveloped her. Her teeth were gently pried open as Xing Jiu deepened the kiss, holding her in his arms, his eyes full of tenderness.

Sang Qing's hands were idle... A slight smile curved Xing Jiu's lips. He generously let her torment him, but he kept kissing her endlessly.

"What, are you so happy about having Little Cubs?" After the kiss ended, Sang Qing's hand stroked his well-defined abs, her eyes teasing.

Xing Jiu's thin lips were flushed. He shook his head gently and kissed the corner of her mouth again. "Not at all. I just like Qing Qing too much."

As for Little Cubs, they were optional.

If Qing Qing was willing to have them for him, then he would care for and accept them because they were his and Qing Qing's Cubs.

But if Qing Qing wasn't willing, he wouldn't have any objections either.

He loved his mate more than anything.

Xing Jiu was flushed and breathless from her touch, but his gaze was devout and pure, without a trace of desire.

"Qing Qing, you can touch me slowly tonight. It's time to go eat."

He didn't mind her doing something to him, but hadn't she just said she was hungry? They needed to hurry downstairs to eat and not let her go hungry.

Sang Qing lifted his chin and looked at him curiously. "Then why were you crying just now?"

Didn't he like Little Cubs?

"I thought about how Qing Qing likes me, and I was so happy I wanted to cry." Xing Jiu told the truth, his expression open and unusually unashamed.

He held Sang Qing's hand, nuzzled his head against her palm, docile and happy.

Sang Qing chuckled softly and wiped the tear stains from his face. "I like you even if you don't cry."

Warmth filled Xing Jiu's heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up wildly.

Feng Yuan watched Xing Jiu, who seemed surrounded by pink bubbles, a dark glint flashing in his eyes. His whole body began to sour with jealousy.

Even though he constantly reminded himself not to harbor delusions, he couldn't help but feel envious.

Downstairs, the Little Cubs rushed into her arms as usual, but were stopped by Chi Yu and Fu Ning.

They didn't dare let these mischievous Cubs collide with their mate like that now.

She needed protection.

"Mother has Little Cubs in her belly now. You can't hug Mother with so much force anymore, understand?" Fu Ning squatted down and spoke gently to the confused little ones.

Sang Yu looked at the cradle, then at her Mother's belly, and nodded as if she understood.

Sang Qing smiled slightly, hugged and kissed each of them in turn, then sat down to eat.

A table full of males watched her eat. Luckily, Sang Qing was long accustomed to it.

After eating a few bites, her stomach finally felt less hungry.

"I plan to stay here until the Cubs are born. What do you all think?"

Sang Qing discussed future plans with them while eating.

Living by the sea in the spring season was very nice. She thought they could stay a while longer.

Xuan Xiao nodded and smiled gently. "Okay."

Naturally, they had no objections.

As long as they were by her side, they would go wherever she said.

After eating, Sang Qing took the whole family for a walk by the sea.

Aniel clung to Sang Qing, holding her arm, laughing and walking beside her.

The sea breeze blew, and his mood was simply overjoyed.

The Cubs ran ahead, stepping on the soft sand, their lively postures each unique.

Herman took out their little buckets for them and began leading them to look for seashells and small sea creatures.

The wind blew through Sang Qing's skirt. Her fair feet were washed by the waves, and the aura around her gradually grew peaceful.

"Mother, look, I dug up a conch!"

Little Five raised a pink conch bigger than her face, eagerly showing it to Sang Qing.

Little Seven, held in Fu Ning's arms, cried out "Ah ah ah," drool dripping onto his clothes. Her eyes fixed intently on the big conch in her sister's hand, sharing in the joy.

Little Eight yawned boredly in Xuan Xiao's arms, then lazily leaned against his shoulder, looking exactly like Sang Qing when she was sleepy.

Xuan Xiao stroked her soft hair, his voice gentle. "Ying Ying, why are you sleepy again?"

Little Seven and Little Eight finally had their own names now: Little Seven was called Sang Huai, Little Eight was called Sang Ying.

Xuan Xiao really liked his little female. He felt he definitely wouldn't be able to be strict with her in the future.

Little Eight opened her big, green eyes, nuzzled her head against her Father, and blew a bubble in response.

She wasn't sleepy at all; she just wanted Mother to hold her, but there was no chance.

Sang Qing gave Little Five a bright smile, took the big conch she offered, and touched her cheek. "Let's take it back, clean it, and put it in your room."

As a keepsake.

Little Five nodded happily, then turned her little bottom to look for seashells again.

After playing all afternoon, both the big and small ones were carried back asleep.

Xing Jiu carried the sleeping Sang Qing back to the room and gently placed her on the bed, covering her with a blanket.

Feng Yuan entered the room. Seeing him, Xing Jiu frowned slightly.

Qing Qing needed to rest. What was he doing here?

"I want to watch over Qing Qing." Feng Yuan lowered his voice, his gaze passing over Xing Jiu to land on Sang Qing's face on the bed.

Xing Jiu hesitated for a moment, then chose to agree and left quietly on tiptoe.

Feng Yuan sat down by Sang Qing's bedside, staring intently at her peaceful sleeping face.

Sang Qing, you... why still can't you accept my closeness?

He felt he was still like a dark rat, unable to see the light.

Feng Yuan picked up her hand, kissed it, and his eyes suddenly turned sinister.

Is it because you know my intentions toward you are not pure?

That's right, he still hated her.

He had only wanted to make her pay the price for betraying him. Everything he did was to get close to her.

Even after she acknowledged him.

He was merely pretending, putting on an act, and never intended to stay with her long-term.

He gambled on her soft heart and won, successfully staying. But he found he simply couldn't make her pay the price.

Whether he lived or died, it couldn't stir much feeling in her.

I'm sorry, Sang Qing. He knew his thoughts were vile.

But how could he describe the suffering he had endured all these years?

He had inquired everywhere for news of her, learned martial arts from Song Zhen, audited classes at school, studied various herbal medicines with a witch, challenged the strong in the forest. Everything he did was to find an opportunity to take revenge on her one day.

Wolf tribes hold grudges, and he was no exception.

When a lover becomes an enemy, he wanted her dead.

He was about to give up, but then she returned to Beast King City.

Sang Qing, if only you had returned later, how much better it would have been.

That way, you would never have seen him again.

Sang Qing, he was really in so much pain.

But today, upon learning she was pregnant with his cub, his heart completely collapsed.

Feng Yuan gave a self-deprecating smile. Looking at her fair, tender little hand, the gloom in his eyes vanished completely.

He took off his shoes, lay down beside Sang Qing, and pulled the sleeping her into his arms.

Sang Qing, you shouldn't be soft-hearted.

How pitiful. You'll never know what kind of intentions he has in getting close to you.

He will stay by her side, slowly making his way into her heart, and then deliver a crushing blow.

She will definitely be very sad, just like she was back then.

Staring at her face, Feng Yuan thought viciously.

Smelling the familiar scent, Sang Qing shifted in his arms, snuggling closer to him, hugging him like a stuffed toy.

Feng Yuan's expression faltered slightly. His large hand fell on her slender neck, gently caressing it.

So thin. It feels like I could snap it with one twist.

I really want to try.

But she's still carrying my cub.

I can't kill her.

I have to wait until after she gives birth, then slowly torment her.

Speaking of Cubs... A flash of cruelty appeared in Feng Yuan's eyes as his large hand landed on her abdomen.

His calloused palm pressed against her lower belly. Feng Yuan moved it back and forth, somewhat puzzled.

Why can't I feel the cub's movements?

Could it be that this Little Cub is too weak?

He doesn't like weak Cubs, nor does he like unintelligent ones, lest they grow up to be fooled by females like he was.

It would be better if it were a little female. Then she could fool other males, just like her Mother.

Feng Yuan stared at Sang Qing's belly for a long time, but still couldn't resist leaning down to kiss it.

To think there's a cub here, from me and my enemy. How interesting.

Just those two brief times, and she got pregnant.

Licking Sang Qing's belly, a perverse glint appeared in Feng Yuan's eyes... "Hahaha..."

"...Feng Yuan? Feng Yuan?" Sang Qing patted the male's face beside her, not understanding why he was laughing so creepily.

She looked out the window at the sun that hadn't yet set, feeling she had slept extremely comfortably.

It's just that this guy suddenly started giggling in her ear, waking her up.

"...Don't bother me." Feng Yuan frowned, displeased at being disturbed. "Sang Qing, have a few more Cubs for me. One isn't enough.

I want to rise in status through my offspring. I want to take back everything that's mine.

I'll go on a hunger strike with the cub and make you furious."

His murmurs weren't loud, but Sang Qing heard them clearly.

"Feng Yuan!" You dog! What kind of dream were you having?

Sang Qing grabbed his ear, the pain instantly jolting Feng Yuan out of his reverie.

Ow!

Feng Yuan opened his eyes to see his mate's beautiful, angry face. He froze for a moment, then scrambled up from the bed, looking guilty.

"Qing Qing..."

Sang Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, scrutinizing him, her hand still on his ear. "What did you say you were going to do?"

Feng Yuan tilted his head, baring his teeth. "I... I wasn't doing anything.

You're awake? Why not sleep a bit more?"

So it was just a dream. He was wondering how he could have acted so recklessly.

But that dream didn't make sense either. His ultimate goal, after all his scheming and plotting, was to stay by his mate's side. Why would he ever leave her?

It's really confusing.

Besides, he's about to become a Father. Why would he betray his mate? And kill her?

It's absurd.

Good thing it was just a dream.

If Qing Qing died, he wouldn't want to live either.

Bah, what nonsense. His mate will be just fine.

Sang Qing gave him a sidelong glance, half-believing, half-doubting, and released his ear. "I've slept enough."

After all, she slept quite a bit last night.

Feng Yuan touched his neck, a smile appearing on his face as he leaned in to give her a kiss.

"Qing Qing, I want to sleep with you tonight. The Little Cub says it wants its Father to stay with its Mother."

The corner of Sang Qing's mouth twitched. Her suspicious gaze swept over his face. "You're not trying to take advantage..."

Feng Yuan shook his head vigorously, pulling her into his embrace. "How could I? I promise I won't do anything improper."

One thing from the dream was right: rising in status through offspring.

Now that Qing Qing is carrying his cub, those other beasts probably won't dare to stop him from getting close to her as much.

"Qing Qing... do you... not want me to stay with you..."

Not hearing her response, Feng Yuan's eyes grew misty. His resolute face took on a hint of grievance.

"I didn't say that." Sang Qing reached out to stroke his smooth jawline, her voice softening slightly.

"It's just... I'm afraid... you'll take advantage of me being asleep to hurt yourself again..."

Just thinking about how he had lain beside her covered in blood before filled her with complicated emotions.

This was also why, for so long, she still couldn't accept him sharing a bed with her.

Besides the obstruction from Xuan Xiao and the others, this was another reason.

"I won't, Qing Qing." Feng Yuan felt extremely ashamed.

"How about... you tie me up? I still need to stay alive to take care of you and the Little Cub. How could I harm myself again?"

What a blunder. He had dug his own grave.

He rubbed the tip of his nose, urgently trying to explain himself.

Sang Qing chuckled lightly, her eyelashes fluttering. "I believe you."

If he dared to harm himself again, she really wouldn't save him.

Feng Yuan grinned widely, like the silly son of a wealthy landlord, and hugged Sang Qing tightly, overjoyed.

Mmm, so fragrant.

I really want to kiss her... "Mmm..." Feng Yuan was a man of action. The next second, Sang Qing was captured in his kiss.

His large hand rested on her waist as Feng Yuan tenderly embraced his mate, his eyes flickering... Time flew by, and one sun cycle passed.

Sang Qing was diagnosed by Chi Yu as carrying triplets.

Upon learning Sang Qing was carrying triplets this time, Feng Yuan and Aniel walked around as if floating on air.

Xing Jiu was also very happy, but he was more concerned about his pregnant mate's well-being.

Sang Qing felt she was being spoiled into uselessness by them.

"Clothes ready at hand, food served at mouth" wasn't even enough to describe the level of care they gave her.

Fortunately, she could use her free time to learn other things, or she'd truly become useless.

Little Seven and Little Eight could now crawl proficiently all over the place.

And the six little ones, including Sang Ling, had their play area moved from indoors to outdoors.

Sa Yu and Chi Yu began teaching the first, second, and third children how to fly.

Xuan Xiao and Herman taught Little Four and Little Six how to hunt, while Fu Ning taught Little Five how to dive and catch sea beasts.

As for the remaining three, Xing Jiu and the others, they took care of Sang Qing, Little Seven, and Little Eight.

Bored at home, after her cultivation, Sang Qing started browsing aimlessly in the Mall.

The baby supplies in her Storage Grid were almost used up. She needed to prepare some more.

She also planned to prepare a Defensive Bracelet for every beast in the family, and... huh?

A Spiritual Pet? A Hellhound? For only ninety-nine points?

Hmm, interesting.

I'll buy it for fun.

The next second, Sang Qing looked at the small puppy that had appeared out of thin air at her feet, not even half as tall as her knee, and twitched the corner of her eye.

This thing dares to call itself a Hellhound?

What a joke~

Too bad it's non-refundable. Might as well keep it.

Sang Qing gave it a name: Da Fu.

Da Fu began patrolling its territory with a fierce, puppy-like demeanor.

Seeing the fierce beast cub with three heads, Feng Yuan almost kicked it flying. Luckily, he reacted in time and pulled his foot back.

No other reason—his mate's death glare had taken effect from across the room.

Feng Yuan brought a glass of juice to Sang Qing, glancing sideways at the three-headed dog rolling on the carpet. "Qing Qing, what's that thing? It's quite... unique..."

"Woof woof woof..." Who are you calling a thing?

Sensing his malice, Da Fu barked a few warning growls at him.

Sang Qing smiled, taking the juice. "It's a Spiritual Pet sent by the beast god. A three-headed dog. I named it Da Fu."

Alright then. Feng Yuan had no further opinion.

Da Fu wasn't clingy and was quite lazy. After patrolling its territory once, it found a comfortable spot and went to sleep.

Xing Jiu looked at it and admitted he couldn't appreciate it.

Three heads. Tsk!

Unexpectedly, the little ones at home really liked Da Fu. The problem was, they all wanted it for themselves.

Under the gaze of six pairs of dewy, adorable, innocent big eyes, Sang Qing chose to refuse.

She told them that Da Fu ate a lot. When they could hunt for themselves, she would give each of them one separately.

She didn't want to work her mates to death.

In the evening, the Cubs chased Da Fu around the backyard, their laughter and shouts carrying far into the distance.

Sang Qing sat in the courtyard enjoying the night view. The vast starry river was but a corner of the universe.

Though she was small, she too had her own brilliant life.

Brilliant?

Oh, it's been a long time since I've seen fireworks. Why not...? Sang Qing immediately bought a batch of fireworks from the Mall, intending to set them off for herself.

But setting off fireworks in the Villa Area wasn't safe. Sang Qing decided to go to the seaside.

Perfect. Her Cubs had never seen fireworks before. Why not give them a surprise?

No sooner said than done.

"Mother, what are fireworks?"

"Mother, I want to play too! I want to play!"

"Ah! Da Fu ran away. Come back!"

"Father, hurry up, hurry up! Little Five wants to see the fireworks!"

The chattering voices surrounded Sang Qing. She was both amused and exasperated, but she patiently explained to them.

After moving the Cubs to a safe distance, a large hand wrapped around her waist.

Herman tied the fireworks' fuses together. As his mate instructed, after lighting the fuse, he quickly ran back to her side.

Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

When the dazzling, magnificent fireworks bloomed in the night sky, the Little Cubs instantly fell silent.

Wow~

Their little mouths hung open as they gazed in wonder at the colorful, brilliant spectacle in the sky, not even blinking.

Clusters of fireworks bloomed one after another, in all sorts of shapes, their brilliant light illuminating the surrounding coastline.

Even the beastmen from the Residential Area were drawn out.

The fireworks rose high. If they could be seen from the beach, they could naturally be seen from the Residential Area.

"So this is what fireworks are. Pity they're still not as beautiful as Qing Qing." Chi Yu wrapped his arm around Sang Qing's waist, giving her a gentle smile.

"So beautiful." Fu Ning watched the scene before his eyes, the corners of his lips curling up slightly.

"Qing Qing, I only want to look at you." Sa Yu's gaze fell on his mate, her skirt fluttering in the breeze. The light in his eyes surpassed countless stars.

"Indeed." Hearing Chi Yu's words, Xuan Xiao nodded in agreement, his gaze fixed on his beloved female.

"So noisy. But if Qing Qing likes it, then I like it too." The rebelliousness in Herman's brow had long been replaced by tenderness.

"Sister, hehe." Aniel secretly drew a heart in Sang Qing's palm.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Xing Jiu took out a Camera and captured the moment, though most of the photo was of his mate's back.

"Is Qing Qing maybe taking this chance to confess to me?" Feng Yuan crossed his arms, lost in fantasy.

"What?" Under the loud explosions, Sang Qing couldn't quite hear what they were saying for a moment.

"We said, we'll love Qing Qing forever."

"Father, so embarrassing o(*////▽////*)q~~"

Boom—

The night sky was illuminated by brilliant, colorful lights. The quiet night became lively. The dazzling, novel fireworks were spectacular. Sang Qing looked up at the sky, a joyful smile on her flushed face.

In this life, she had gotten her wish. The most beautiful scenery was all around her. The fireworks were merely decoration.

The End.