Chapter 2227

Is it too late at this age? Originally, Yan Xingchen thought it was too late.

But since she went to the Duke of Huguo's Mansion to see Hong Que and Chi Shuang, she suddenly felt that there was still hope.

And the two of them gave birth to their children very smoothly. In their words, "it didn't take any effort at all."

This was completely different from what Yan Xingchen had known about Princess Haiyan's near-death experience. She even asked Madam Meng why the birth of her first child at such an age was so smooth.

Madam Meng said that physical constitutions vary from person to person. There are only a few cases as strange and dangerous as Princess Haiyan's. For ordinary women, if the fetus is positioned properly and they take enough prenatal nourishing drinks, they can usually have a safe birth.

In those difficult births, nine out of ten cases were caused by the fetus being in transverse position, tearing the blood vessels in the uterus. Once the blood flowed like a dam bursting, even a god could not save the baby.

Yan Xingchen then asked, "Master Lu, have you made up your mind?"

Lord Lu blushed, "This mainly depends on whether Lord Yan has thought it through."

After all, men don't do much work, and it's women who suffer.

Lord Yan finished his bowl of lotus root starch in silence, and then he and Lord Lu walked slowly back home. As they walked, they went in opposite directions and arrived at the bridge over the Huaixing River.

She lowered her head, the tips of her shoes rubbing against the sunset light, "Then there are some things that need to be made clear."

"Well, you talk and I'm listening." Lord Lu's throat tightened slightly, his heartbeat inexplicably faster, and even the tips of his ears seemed to be dyed red by the setting sun.

Lord Yan paused on the bridge, watching the boats and the singing and dancing on the river alongside Lord Lu. "I wonder, Lord Lu, do you want to be the oarsman, protecting me for a while, seeing me off, and then letting me go back to shore once I've safely crossed the river? Or do you want to be a passenger in the boat with me, returning to shore together?"

"How about being a boatman? How about being a passenger in the boat?"

Yan Xingchen had actually thought about this for a long time, but it was still a little difficult to bring up. "The oarsman will withdraw after escorting the boat across the rapids, but the passengers on the boat have to bear the storm together. If you don't want to bear the responsibility of being a father, we will divorce after the child is born. The child will take my surname Yan."

Lu Sangyu nodded. "This is what's called 'leaving the father and keeping the son.'" He paused and said, "It seems the world has changed. Women are all into this now. It's not like before, when a woman would be like a weed with a broken vine, unable to survive if she left her husband."

Yan Xingchen said sternly, "In the past, when a woman was divorced and sent home, at best her family would seize her land and property, and at worst her family would be drowned in a pond and wiped out. It was like a dodder, clinging to a rotten tree to survive."

Lord Yan, in Lu Sangyu's peripheral vision, was shrouded in the rosy glow, his scarlet robe was soaked in golden halo, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle yet stubborn.

She has a decisiveness in her bones that is difficult for men to match, but she knows better than any girl in the boudoir how to use the tip of a needle to poke the finest wrinkles in people's hearts.

Her whole body was glowing. "Now I am an official appointed by the Emperor, and the elders of the clan must bow down to me! The clan members all fawn over me. Who dares to stab me in the back?"

Lu Sangyu understood.

She does not need to rely on men for food and clothing, nor does she fear the verbal attacks of the world. With a knowledge of poetry and books, she can teach her children, and with the seal in her hand, she can control the world.

If it weren't for the need for a man to provide a seed, she would probably be able to give birth to the child herself, and the man would have nothing to do with it.

He asked, "According to what you said, what do I need to do to be that fellow traveler? I'll think about whether I can do it."

Lu Sangyu's question stumped Yan Xingchen.

She actually doesn't have any special rules, she just simply thinks that some men are dirty and cause trouble, so it's better not to have them.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she leaned close to his ear and whispered, "There are two role models you should not follow. One is Princess Haiyan's father..."

Shi Chengxuan, who was practicing calligraphy at home, suddenly sneezed, "Chang Wu, Chang Wu, I told you to close the window, why didn't you close it?"

Chang Wu was puzzled. "It's closed." He coaxed his master, "You sneeze, it must be Princess Haiyan and the children missing you."

Shi Chengxuan raised his head, "That's possible. I miss my daughter and grandchildren too, hehe..."

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