The male protagonist has no descendants! Don't worry, the host is pregnant with many children

Lu Zhihuan's appetite was whetted by the sour taste.

The other three people avoided her while eating, and almost wanted to bury their heads under the table while eating.

Lu Zhihuan looked at the few people who seemed to be overly cautious and felt neither amused nor helpless.

"Have you heard? The city will be closed for 7 days."

"Ah, is it true?"

"That's terrible! My second aunt's third uncle's cousin's son's wife is about to give birth. I have to go and see her."

"..."

Situ Xu's expression was solemn. "Zhizhi's eighteenth birthday party is in ten days. What if I can't make it back in time?"

Mo Lang sighed heavily, "This dark evil is really unlucky."

Lu Zhihuan looked up at Baili Yunche.

The latter had no expression and continued to eat slowly.

After dinner, they sent Lu Zhihuan back to her room, and Mo Lang took Baili Yunche to their room.

Baili Yunche did not refuse, he just wanted to know his background and look at him.

After entering the house, Mo Lang frowned and said.

"I don't care who you are or what your identity is. Now, I ask, and you answer."

He pointed to the next door and said, "She is the eldest daughter of Mingjian Villa. Do you know her?"

"Know."

Baili Yunche put his hands behind his back and nodded.

"Looking at Junior Sister's attitude towards you, we can guess that you are definitely not that kind-hearted person."

"In that case." Mo Lang bowed, "regardless of whether you are a member of the imperial court or a wuxia figure, this time, I hope you will return to Mingjian Villa with us."

Baili Yunche looked at him steadily and said, "Of course."

Not only did he want to go, but he also wanted to change his identity and bring a "birthday gift" with him.

Mo Lang did not ask about his identity. He wanted to keep a close eye on him and make sure he could go to Mingjian Villa to give Zhihuan an explanation.

Just as Baili Yunche was about to leave, Mo Lang stopped him, "Where are you going?"

He raised his eyes and gave Mo Lang a cold look, "There's no need to look at me. If I want to leave, you can't stop me."

Mo Lang and Situ Xu looked at each other and said, "Yes."

"You two should get some rest early. We will leave tonight."

"Because that damned Hades has already closed the city. How can we get out?"

The door creaked open, and Baili Yunche was no longer in the room.

……

at night.

Lu Zhihuan was carrying a bag on her back. She knocked lightly on the door next door. Mo Lang and Situ Xu were waiting at the door.

The three of them walked downstairs cautiously.

Baili Yunche went to the Grand Princess's Mansion.

Lu Zhihuan followed the route given by Baili Yunche and headed towards the city gate.

When they were almost at the city gate, Lu Zhihuan took the two of them and hid in an alley nearby.

I heard someone shouting from a distance, "There's a fire, there's a fire."

The sound of horse hooves could be heard at the city gate, and someone shouted, "The eldest princess's residence is on fire. We are ordered to put out the fire."

After a while, most of the guards at the gate left.

Mo Lang quietly poked his head out and said, "There's only one team left. Should we go out and deal with it?"

Lu Zhihuan patted his arm and said, "No, we can't show up."

A "whoosh" sound.

The guards at the city gate fell down in a row.

"Who..." Before he could even ask, the remaining row also fell to the ground with a bang.

Mo Lang and Situ Xu's pupils were shaking. This elusive skill was definitely not something that ordinary people could match.

Lu Zhihuan pulled them, "What are you standing there for? Let's go!"

Soon the three of them left the city.

"We can't just walk back, can we?" Mo Lang said speechlessly as he looked at the pitch-black night without even a trace of a carriage or horse.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of horse hooves came from afar.

Baili Yunche was standing on the carriage. He flew down, carefully helped Lu Zhihuan onto the carriage, and then sat in himself.

"Excuse me, you two."

Mo Lang and Situ Xu looked at each other. This guy was very skilled in martial arts and they couldn't beat him. There was no way they could beat him.

Because Lu Zhihuan was pregnant, they walked especially slowly.

On the afternoon of the seventh day, they finally arrived at Linshui Town. Thirty miles away, they would reach Mingjian Villa.

Lu Zhihuan fell asleep leaning on Baili Yunche's shoulder. She hadn't eaten or slept well in the past two days and had lost some weight.

He raised his hand and took out a ring with a special pattern from his arms. This was his entire fortune.

There are more than a dozen banks operating in Dasha Country.

As early as a month ago, he transferred it to Lu Zhihuan's name.

I originally wanted to give it to her secretly, as a kind of... compensation.

Now, he could give it to her as a gift openly.

After a few more hours, when it was almost dark, everyone returned to Mingjian Villa.

Baili Yunche helped her get off the carriage.

Lu Zhihuan asked the disciple at the door, "Is Daddy home?"

The disciple hurriedly bowed and said, "My dear Miss, the owner of the manor just returned home and should be in the study right now."

"it is good."

Lu Zhihuan took his hand and said, "I'll take you to see Daddy."

Mo Lang and Situ Xu followed closely behind.

At this time, the fellow disciples in the martial arts arena were about to disperse, including Ning Changfeng and Lan Qiaoer.

Lu Zhihuan pulled Baili Yunche and hurried to Lu Cangnan's study.

Baili Yunche supported her helplessly, "Slow down."

It was just getting dark, so everyone in the martial arts arena could see it clearly.

Ning Changfeng's face looked grim as he watched the two of them walk towards the study holding hands.

After the four figures disappeared into the distance, everyone started gossiping.

"Is it the eldest lady?"

"If I'm not mistaken, she seemed to be dragging a man towards the owner's study."

"What's happening here."

"I heard that the eldest lady will choose a husband after her 18th birthday. Could this be him?"

Ning Changfeng clenched his fists in his sleeves: It's different, everything is different. Nothing in my memory matches reality.

The junior sister is no longer as innocent as I remember her. She is clearly arrogant and domineering.

As I recall, the master would have a secret talk with him a month in advance.

But in reality, it’s not like that.

The noise in his ears continued, and he felt very annoyed. After thinking about it, he walked towards the study.

Lan Qiao'er was also looking at the direction where the few people left. The man just now was wearing a black hollow mask and looked very handsome.

Seeing Ning Changfeng also heading that way, she hurriedly followed him, "Big Brother, wait for me."

Mo Lang and Situ Xu were standing guard outside the door. When they saw Ning Changfeng approaching, they hurried over to greet him and said in unison, "Greetings, Senior Brother."

Ning Changfeng stopped and bowed to his two junior brothers in return, "Thank you for your courtesy, junior brothers."

Lan Qiao'er also caught up. Seeing the two senior brothers, she didn't even greet them. She raised her hand and pointed at the closed study door. "Third senior brother, who was that person I just pulled?"

"What are you talking about? The door is closed. No, I want to eavesdrop secretly." She muttered and was about to walk over.

Situ Xu frowned, stretched out his hand to stop her, and said unhappily, "Junior Sister, where are your rules?"

Since the eldest senior brother treated her very well some time ago, her fellow brothers didn't care what she said or did and just let her do what she wanted.

Now that she was yelled at by her third senior brother, she angrily pushed him hard and asked, "Why are you yelling at me?"

Ning Changfeng was already extremely annoyed, "Lan Qiao'er, who taught you to be so tactless?"