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

When Yang Qianxun and the others entered the house, they saw Su Yueyao sitting in the outer room waiting for them.

"Ah Yao...you just gave birth, why aren't you lying down?"

Upon hearing Yang Qianxun's voice, Su Yueyao stood up and walked to his side. She first looked at him carefully and found that apart from his pale face, he was not injured anywhere else. Then she looked down at the child he was holding in his arms.

"Ayao, I'm not injured, and I can bear the pain. It's just that I couldn't give birth to a son for you. If you're disappointed, Ayao, we can wait until later..."

Su Yueyao interrupted Yang Qianxun and said directly, "Qianqian, daughters are good too, especially in a time when women are so rare. Women are much more at ease than men."

"Besides, pregnancy is too painful, I don't want to and won't give birth to your child."

"Ah Yao..." Yang Qianxun was deeply moved when he heard Su Yueyao's words of concern. He immediately felt guilty for not being able to let Ah Yao give birth to a son for him because he was afraid of suffering.

"Qianqian, once I've recovered, let's go out for a walk together. I don't want to be stuck at home having a baby anymore!" Su Yueyao said with a smile, seeing the inner turmoil in Yang Qianxun's heart.

Yang Qianxun felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at Su Yueyao, who was smiling and comforting him. He smiled and nodded.

Just then, the sound of a child crying came from behind. Su Yueyao and the others peeked over and saw that Wumian was holding a child and crying.

Sleepless Hands coaxed him somewhat frantically, "Don't cry, young master, don't cry..."

At this moment, the child held by the Blood Shadow beside Wumian suddenly cried. Before everyone could react, the child in Wenruqichi's arms also started crying.

Suddenly, the room was filled with the cries of three children.

Wenren Qichi felt everyone's gaze and hurriedly comforted the child, explaining, "Don't cry, child...don't cry...my wife, no...I didn't mean for the child to cry. The three of them always cry together."

"Qichi, don't panic. Gently shake them. This is common with twins," Sun Yibai said softly as he walked to his side.

She gently patted the child in Wenren Qichi's arms.

"Don't cry...don't cry...Daddy's here, don't cry..." Sun Yibai's gentle voice seemed to be contagious. After a while, the child in Wenren Qichi's arms stopped crying, and the children in Wumian and Xueying's arms also stopped crying.

Wenren Qichi looked up at Sun Yibai with gratitude: "Yibai, thank you. I'm a little nervous about becoming a father for the first time."

“I understand. I was just as overwhelmed when I first had Xuanxuan and Yiyi. I didn’t know how to comfort them when they cried. I just need to spend more time with them in the future,” Sun Yibai said with a smile.

Su Yueyao and the others watched this scene silently, their eyes filled with eagerness as they looked at Sun Yibai.

Su Yueyao suddenly felt a pang of sadness in her heart; Yi Bai had never coaxed her so gently before.

So, Su Yueyao teased, "Looks like Yi Bai spends a lot of time with the kids! No wonder I see you so rarely these days. With such a gentle voice, why don't you talk to me more?"

Hearing Su Yueyao's teasing, Sun Yibai panicked and hurriedly explained, "My wife... I'll make more time to see you next time. It's just... the child is too young... I didn't mean to neglect you. I'll come see you whenever I have time. It's not that... I always see you first, then the child..."

"Next time, I'll check on my wife first, then the child... my wife..."

Su Yueyao smiled as she walked over to Sun Yibai, who was speaking somewhat incoherently, and reached out to ruffle his hair: "Panic?"

"It seems you really only want to spend time with Xuanxuan and Yiyi, and don't want to spend time with me?"

Upon hearing Su Yueyao's words, Sun Yibai felt as if the sky were falling: "My wife... I really didn't... Every time I have free time, I come to see my wife before going to see the children... My wife..."

In a panic, Sun Yibai's fair face turned red with anxiety, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

Standing next to Su Yueyao, Yang Qianxun felt a little sorry for her and said, "Yao, stop teasing Yibai. If you keep teasing him, he'll cry."

"Hmph, I wasn't teasing Yibai. I was just telling the truth. It's because he's always so 'calm' and silently watches over me. He never takes the initiative to say a word or two to me. I didn't even hear him coaxing the child just now."

Before Sun Yibai could react after Su Yueyao finished speaking, Gongyang Ruoyu, who was standing on his other side, immediately reminded him: "Yibai, why don't you quickly apologize to your wife? Your wife is telling you not to always silently watch over her, but to take the initiative to come and accompany her."

"My lady, I will serve you more often from now on, and I will use that... tone to coax you. Please don't be angry, my lady." Sun Yibai realized what was happening and said haltingly, her face flushed.

Seeing Sun Yibai's face turning bright red, Su Yueyao stopped teasing him and said, "That's more like it."

"Let me see your children." Su Yueyao looked at Gongyang Ruoyu's child, who was closest to her.

"My lady, our daughter is so well-behaved. She's been sleeping since she was born and hasn't cried at all," Gongyang Ruoyu said with a smile.

Looking at the red and wrinkled child in his arms, Su Yueyao reached out and took his hand, gently lifting his sleeve slightly: "Have you applied medicine to the injury on your wrist?"

Gongyang Ruoyu didn't expect Su Yueyao to notice the injury on his wrist so quickly. It was when his wife was giving birth and he was in so much pain that he accidentally scratched his wrist, avoiding her palm, but his wife still noticed.

“The wife has already applied medicine, it doesn’t hurt much, it was just an accidental injury.”

"Have the servants look after the child these next two days and let him rest and recover properly."

"Yes, my lady." Gongyang Ruoyu replied with a smile after hearing Su Yueyao's comforting words.

Su Yueyao walked to Wenren Qichi's side. From the moment Wenren Qichi entered the room, apart from the crying of the child in his arms, he spent almost all his time staring at Su Yueyao.

"My wife..."

"You've suffered this time, in pain from head to toe. Are your hands injured? Let me see," Su Yueyao said gently, touching the back of Wenren Qichi's hand as he held the child.

“My lady, my hand is not injured. I used my internal energy to resist and prevent myself from getting hurt.”

"When I gave birth to my last child, I heard you crying out in the house. Was it very painful?"

"The wife was in some pain when her last child was born, but it's all over now."

"Let Wumian and the others look after the child. Take good care of your internal injuries these next few days. You don't look well, so don't push yourself."

"Thank you for your concern, my wife. I will."

"Mmm." Su Yueyao smiled and nodded, gently touching his pregnant cheek.

"Is this the last one born? He looks smaller than the others."

"It's the youngest child born, and it's a bit weak. With proper care, it will be just like any other child," Wenren Qichi quickly explained, afraid that Su Yueyao wouldn't like the child because it was weak.

"It would be good if the condition could be improved. In a little while, Yuan Yi, the pharmacist, and the herbalist will all take the child's pulse. If needed, the herbs in the warehouse can be used directly."

Hearing Su Yueyao's concern, which didn't carry a trace of dissatisfaction, Wenren Qichi felt warm inside and said softly, "Thank you, my wife."

“We’re all family, she’s my child, and she’ll grow up well,” Su Yueyao said with a smile.