In a world where there are more men than women, I am spoiled

...

"So, Yuan Yi is indeed lucky," Yang Qianxun said with a hint of envy in his voice.

He had worked so hard to convince Ayao to promise to have a child with him, all because of the deep affection he shared with her. In the end, he still had to suffer the same pain as everyone else.

Sometimes you can't escape it even if you want to...

He now only prays to God that his child must be a son; otherwise, he feels that A Yao will continue to have children for him, eventually giving birth to a son so that he can have both a son and a daughter.

He really didn't understand why the world was so focused on female offspring, wanting more women to carry on the bloodline. In the eyes of the world, men were seen as something to be married off to help their families consolidate their power.

Which family would pursue having both a son and a daughter?

I never imagined he would be in this situation, worrying about having a son.

In the past, he didn't actually want a son. He worried that when he grew up, he wouldn't meet a good wife and would be wasted on women in the backyard. But he really didn't want to disappoint A-Yao.

Sigh... it's really hard to have it both ways.

Seeing Yang Qianxun's melancholy expression, Pei Yuqi, a friend of many years, could immediately see the worry in his heart and gently patted his back.

"My lord, don't think too much. Relax and let things take their course. Your wife will not let you suffer. Our young master has so many sisters protecting him, he will only have a good future."

After listening to Pei Yuqi's words, Yang Qianxun smiled slightly: "Yuqi saw my worries. I have already accepted that I will suffer with this child. My only worry is... if the child is not a boy when it is born, Ayao will be very disappointed."

"I would want to have another child after this, I really don't want to go through this again."

Huan Yanxi, who was standing to the side, said after hearing what Yang Qianxun said, "My lord, you still have a way out! Even if the child born this time is not the young master, the wife can give birth to the child for you next time, and you won't suffer too much. But it's different for me."

"I still don't understand how the Gu King chooses people. If we don't have a child this time, the wife will probably make me, Yunsheng, and Wenren have a third child together."

"It would be very difficult for three people to be together, especially since Yunsheng is most prone to multiple pregnancies, and the wife will have quite a few children in her belly at that time."

"Whenever I think about these things, I feel like the future is bleak and life is too hard."

"In two more years, Feng Qi will be coming into the family again. I'm so scared. My wife keeps giving birth to my children, sob sob..." Huan Yanxi broke down and covered his face, crying before he could finish speaking.

Everyone looked at Huan Yanxi, who was breaking down in tears, and they didn't even know how to comfort him. This was just too tragic. Uncertain factors... no one could be sure.

Seeing Huan Yanxi crying so bitterly, Gongyang Ruoyu and Yang Qianxun didn't feel so miserable anymore.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

Meanwhile, Su Yueyao nodded amidst the expectant gazes of all the young men.

Upon seeing this, Baili Jihua immediately smiled and said, "My lady, let's go. I'll escort you there. I imagine Wenren is already waiting for you inside."

“My lady, we will go with you. Xingchen hasn’t returned yet. I’ve told the people in his courtyard to take good care of you,” the eldest prince said.

Su Yueyao looked at the eldest prince and the others, who seemed to want to see a good show. Her lips twitched slightly. Did they really want Wenren Qichi to suffer?

She was about to move in, and Wenren Qichi's reaction was much stronger than before; she wasn't even sure how many days she could endure it.

Wenren! It's not that I don't want to help you, it's that you've incurred public wrath yourself...

Baili Jihua excitedly grabbed Su Yueyao's hand and headed towards Wenren Qichi's courtyard.

The eldest prince, Cui Yiyang, Nanfeng, and Chen Jingshu followed silently behind.

They were also looking forward to seeing Wenren Qichi in a sorry state, as such a scene was probably rare.

When they arrived, they heard Wenren Qichi retching violently before they even entered the house.

"Ugh... ugh... ugh..."

"Ugh..."

"My lord, you came back from the morning court session, what happened to you?"

"Is it poisoning? Or what?"

"Ah... Master, why are you reacting so strongly now! You're vomiting even more." Ye Xing looked at his master, who was lying on his side by the bed, dry heaving, and was anxious and didn't know what to do.

“Master, it won’t work. I’ll go find Wumian myself. A message from below says he’s already on the outskirts of Fengdu. I’m sure I can find him tonight. He can definitely save your master.”

"master..."

Wenren Qichi listened to Ye Xing pacing back and forth, talking incessantly, and felt uncomfortable, wanting to interrupt him: "Ye... Xing... ugh... ugh... can you... ugh... not talk?... ugh... the Queen is pregnant with my child... ugh... this is a normal reaction."

"Is this a normal reaction?" Ye Xing froze upon hearing this. He had seen men who were about to become fathers before, and none of them had vomited like this!

"Ugh..."

"Ugh...find...sleepless...ugh...ugh...come back."

"Master, please bear with me, I'll go right away, I'll find it for you before tonight." Ye Xing finished speaking and walked towards the door. The moment he opened the door, he saw Su Yueyao and the others...

"Your Majesty, you've come to see the master? Please come in quickly, the master is in terrible pain, he keeps retching, please save him."

Su Yueyao frowned upon hearing Ye Xing's words. Was he asking her to rescue his master, not to kill him? This subordinate's brain...

Hearing Ye Xing's words, Baili Jihua, who was standing next to Su Yueyao, smiled even more happily and praised him.

"Night travel, not bad, not bad, truly not bad back then, so good to one's master."

“My master, if I don’t treat him well, who else should I treat well?” Ye Xing said firmly upon hearing Baili Jihua’s praise.

This time, not only did Baili Jihua laugh when he finished speaking, but even Cui Yiyang and Nanfeng, who had been keeping a straight face, pursed their lips and suppressed their laughter.

Wenren Qichi, who had overheard the entire conversation from the inner room, covered his mouth and gagged, feeling utterly desolate. Had his family and subordinates always been so averse to seeing him?

He wanted to speak out in rebuttal, but found that all he could manage was vomiting... He could barely utter a complete sentence.

"Ugh..."

"Ugh..."

"My lady, Wenren's confidants have already told us, so let's go inside quickly!" Baili Jihua pulled Su Yue and walked into the house.

The eldest prince looked at Ye Xing and instructed him directly: "Ye Xing, the Lady will be accompanying Wenren Langjun for the next few days. Arrange for someone to take care of the Lady."

“Okay, I’ll arrange someone right away,” Ye Xing immediately agreed.