220: The embroiderer is pregnant

Situ Jun's movements revealed an unprecedented patience and cherish, as if the woman in his arms was a fleeting, peerless treasure that could not withstand the slightest bump.

He guided her, sensing her every subtle tremor, responding tenderly to her inexperienced exploration and somewhat clumsy passion.

Sweat quietly soaked their temples, and their scalding body temperatures merged in their entanglement, even their heartbeats gradually falling into the same rhythm.

"Husband..."

Xiu Niang called out softly in his arms, her voice like a sob carrying mist, broken yet wrapped in charm, hiding an unspeakable pleasure and a bone-deep reliance.

"I'm here."

Situ Jun's response was low and powerful, carrying an unquestionable possessiveness and promise.

He kissed her deeply, swallowing all her fragmented sobs and soft moans into his belly.

At this moment, all the chaotic calculations and the unknown path ahead were isolated outside this little world.

In the world, only their merging body temperatures, rapid heartbeats, and that heavy promise regarding the continuation of their Bloodline remained.

As the final wave swept both of them to the clouds, Xiu Niang clung tightly to Situ Jun's broad back, her fingertips digging deep into his tense muscles, as if he were the only piece of driftwood in a gale.

Situ Jun also held her tightly in his arms, his chin resting on the crown of her scattered and fragrant hair, feeling the violent heartbeat in her chest, as if he wanted to rub her bone and blood into his own life.

A brilliant white light exploded in the depths of his Soul, and all his senses reached a Peak never experienced before.

As their breathing slowly calmed, the brocade bedding had been soaked warm by sweat.

Situ Jun did not leave immediately, still holding her tightly in his arms, fine kisses falling on her sweat-dampened forehead and temples, carrying the tenderness and endless affection of the aftermath.

Xiu Niang felt as if all her strength had been drained, becoming as soft as a ball of cotton. Her cheek pressed against his sweat-dampened chest, listening to that gradually slowing heartbeat and feeling the rise and fall of his chest, her heart filled with a clear peace.

"Xiu Niang."

Situ Jun's low voice sounded above her head, carrying the hoarseness of satisfaction and an unprecedented solemnity:

"When I return from Nanjiang, I will surely fulfill your wish."

Xiu Niang's body trembled slightly, and tears welled up again without warning. This time, however, they were scalding, wrapped in overflowing happiness and bright hope.

She nodded vigorously, tightening her arms around him as if to turn the warmth and promise of this moment into honey to be cherished in her heart forever.

"Mm... This concubine... will wait for Husband."

She responded with a sob, her voice full of an unprecedented peace of mind and an unhideable expectation.

Moonlight flowed in silently, and the candle flame jumped quietly on the desk.

The study was filled with the lingering atmosphere of the passion, yet it also held a calm and determined power.

Situ Jun held his wife in his arms, feeling her steady breathing gradually become long.

He lowered his head, planting a silent kiss on the crown of her hair, his gaze turning toward the deep night outside the window. Beneath the tenderness and attachment in his eyes was an even more unshakable determination.

To protect this peace and to fulfill this promise, even if Nanjiang was a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, he had to charge in and he had to win!

The candle in the outer study had burned out at some point, leaving only the cold moonlight flowing through the window lattice onto the messy brocade bedding.

Xiu Niang fell into a deep sleep in Situ Jun's arms, her brows still stained with undried tear marks, her face carrying the laziness and satisfaction of the aftermath, along with a faint trace of expectation as she settled peacefully into her dream.

Situ Jun held her, feeling her steady breathing gradually become long, filled with immense peace and tranquility.

Her cheek was pressed against his chest, and her warm breath brushed against his skin, carrying total reliance and trust.

He lowered his head, using the cold moonlight from the window and the faintly glowing glass beads on the desk to carefully trace her gentle and moving features in her deep sleep.

That expression, which was usually steady and dignified, was now completely relaxed in sleep, the corners of her lips even slightly curved into a peaceful arc, as if she were immersed in an incredibly sweet dream.

His heart was soft, and the promise he had just made surged in his chest—when he returned, he would surely fulfill her wish to become a mother.

This thought was so clear and firm, like a brand burned into the depths of his Soul.

However, at the very moment when his mind was most relaxed, filled with this warmth and expectation—

[Ding! Dao Companion ‘Xiu Niang’s’ favorability toward the Host has broken the threshold, reaching 100%! The seventh Dao Companion with 100% favorability in the hundred flowers diagram has been produced. Rewarding the Host with 5,000,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.]

[Ding! Dao Companion ‘Xiu Niang’s’ favorability has reached the maximum value. She can increase the Host's heavenly luck value by 20 points daily!]

The cold, emotionless mechanical System prompts were like two claps of thunder, booming without warning in the depths of Situ Jun's mind!

The sounds were so abrupt and clear that they instantly tore through all the warmth and silence in the study!

Situ Jun's entire body shook violently!

The arms holding Xiu Niang suddenly stiffened, and his pupils contracted to pinpoints in an instant!

Xiu Niang's favorability... is maxed out?!

The impact of this sudden System prompt even far exceeded the time when Shen Xingwan's favorability reached its maximum!

Who was Xiu Niang?

She was his mature and steady Dao Companion! She was the beautiful woman who looked after him like a child! She was the firmest support and the gentlest harbor in his heart!

Her affection had long since merged into the bits and pieces of life, existing as naturally as air, heavy and deep, nourishing things silently.

He had never deliberately tried to "conquer" her, nor had he ever thought he needed the System to "confirm" this affection!

He had always thought that between him and Xiu Niang, there was a deep and sincere affection that had settled after going through hardships and needed no words, long ago surpassing the scope of so-called "favorability"! How could this feeling be measured by mere numerical values?!

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host, Dao Companion ‘Xiu Niang’ has successfully conceived!]

[Ding! Dao Companion ‘Xiu Niang’s’ first conception has triggered a special reward! Rewarding the Host with one Cultivation level advancement! Host's current Cultivation: Late Nascent Soul Stage!]

The third prompt followed immediately, like a heavy hammer smashing ruthlessly against Situ Jun's heart!

Conception... successful?!

Situ Jun only felt an unspeakable current instantly surge through his entire body, and his mind went blank!

He even subconsciously and abruptly looked down at the sleeping Xiu Niang in his arms, his gaze deadlocked on her still-flat abdomen covered by the brocade quilt!

How is this possible?!

He and Xiu Niang had failed so many times before... just now... was only a moment of intimacy!

Just a moment ago, he was still solemnly promising, "When I return from Nanjiang, I will surely fulfill your wish"... The words had just been spoken, their echoes even still lingering in his ears, and the System had already announced... success?!

This sudden "surprise" was like the most absurd joke, yet also like the most incredible miracle!

Immense shock, unbelievable ecstasy, and a sense of absurdity from being toyed with by fate flooded him like a surging tide!

He froze in place, maintaining his posture of looking down and staring, his breathing coming to a halt.

Xiu Niang in his arms seemed to be disturbed by his abnormality, letting out an unconscious moan and rubbing against his chest to find a more comfortable position, without waking up.