Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

"Master Mu," Su Yue said with a stern face, imitating Liang Junze's tone, "You are going to be a father, can you be quiet for a while?" But her hand skillfully stuffed a soft pillow behind his waist.

Mu Feng suddenly fell silent.

In the candlelight, his heroic features softened: "Yuer, I'm a little scared."

Su Yue was stunned.

This once considerate and thoughtful person now clutched the corner of the quilt like a newly married young man: "If I... If I give birth..."

"What nonsense!" Su Yue suddenly covered his mouth. "A Xuan's medical skills, the herbs collected by A Yan, and the century-old ginseng in my space..." Her voice suddenly trembled. "If you are worried, I will go and tie up all the imperial doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau tomorrow and make them squat!"

Mu Feng suddenly laughed out loud, and his eyes became wet as he laughed.

He took Su Yue's hand and pressed it against his chest: "Silly boy, I'm afraid... I'm afraid that I'll hurt you if I bite you."

Without saying a word, Su Yue rolled up her sleeves and put her wrist to his mouth: "You can bite it! Yaoyao also bit it last time when she was teething..."

The night wind blew through the window lattice, bringing in a whiff of osmanthus fragrance.

Mu Feng couldn't bear to bite after all, so he just buried his face in Su Yue's neck.

The two people's clasped hands were placed on the round belly, and subtle movements were coming from there - like a new life knocking on the door.

"Go to sleep." Su Yue blew out the candle and kissed Mu Feng's sweaty forehead in the darkness.

At daybreak, Su Yue tiptoed into the kitchen. Looking at the piles of ingredients on the stove, she suddenly felt a little guilty—when was the last time she cooked? It seemed like it was last...

"Who cares!" She rolled up her sleeves, took out a tablet from her workspace, and quickly searched for "Nutritious Meals for Pregnant Women."

When the first ray of sunlight came through the window, bursts of fragrance wafted from the kitchen.

Shangguan Haochen was awakened by the fragrance.

He was already pregnant, but not too obviously. He sniffed his way into the dining room like a hound with a keen sense of smell: "Oh my god! Is this pie in the sky?"

I saw that the Eight Immortals Table was filled with food:

- In front of Mu Feng was a bowl of red date bird's nest porridge, with an appetizing sour plum cake on the side;

- Shangguan Haochen's portion was shrimp wontons with tender green spinach floating in the broth;

- On Shangguan Haomu's plate lay a golden pumpkin pie shaped like a cute little bunny;

- And in Shen Yunyan's position...

"Spicy, spicy!" Shangguan Haochen's eyes widened as he pounced on the bowl of red beef noodles. "Sister, you're biased! I want some too..."

"What do you want?" Su Yue held up the spatula to stop him, "Have you forgotten the last time you ate spicy food secretly and rolled around in pain in the middle of the night?"

Mu Feng scooped the porridge slowly: "That's right, when some people cry for their parents..."

"I didn't!" Shangguan Haochen blushed. "That's the baby in my belly practicing martial arts!"

Everyone laughed.

Shen Yunyan stood there in a daze, staring at the bowl of mixed noodles in a trance - the noodles were sprinkled with his favorite coriander, the beef slices were cut as thin as cicada wings, and crispy fried peanuts were floating in the red oil.

"Yun Yan?" Su Yue came closer. "Is it not to your liking?"

Shen Yunyan suddenly turned around and left.

"It's over, it's over," Shangguan Haochen said, his mouth full of pumpkin pie, "You made Yun Yan cry..."

A moment later, Shen Yunyan came back with a brocade box and slammed it on the table: "This is for you."

A green jade hairpin lay quietly in the box - it was the one that Su Yue had taken a closer look at a few days ago, but didn't buy because it was too expensive.

"You..." Su Yue's nose felt sore.

"Don't be touched," Shen Yunyan's ears flushed red as he lowered his head and ate the noodles fiercely. "I bought this with the private money that Ah Chen hid in his boot."

"Shen! Yun! Yan!" Shangguan Haomu slammed the table and stood up, "You actually stole my private money?!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Mu Feng laughed so hard that he collapsed on the couch, protecting his belly. Shangguan Haomu took the opportunity to steal his brother's pumpkin pie...

Shen Yunyan quietly pulled Su Yue's clothes and whispered in the noise: "Next time...can you make noodles for me?"

As soon as Shen Yunyan finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

"Oh——?" Shangguan Haomu had already walked around behind the two of them without knowing when, and his slender fingers were pinching Su Yue's chin, "Yuer, I want one too."

"What do you want?" Su Yue stuttered as she shrank back, but her lower back hit the dining table.

Shangguan Haomu narrowed his fox eyes and gently stroked her lips with his fingertips: "What do you think?" Suddenly he leaned over and pecked the corner of her mouth, "The pumpkin pie is too sweet, I want something else."

"Puff——" Shangguan Haochen spat out a mouthful of tea, "Brother, are you disgusting?"

“If you’re jealous, just say so.” Shangguan Haomu wiped his mouth elegantly and knocked away his brother’s chopsticks that were stealthily reaching for the noodles. “Some people can’t even handle spicy food these days…”

Su Yue suddenly took out a silver needle from the medicine box: "I can cure the problem of greed..."

“Ahhh, help me!” Shangguan Haochen ran around the room clutching his stomach, “Mu Feng! Take care of your sister!”

Mu Feng was leisurely eating his tenth shrimp wonton. He looked up when he heard this: "Huh? Who called me?"

Shen Yunyan took the opportunity to protect the bowl of noodles in his arms, his ears red as if blood was dripping: "This, this is mine..."

Su Yue laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist. Suddenly, she was grabbed by four pairs of hands at the same time.

"Yuer! Sister!"

The sunlight shines through the carved window lattices, casting mottled shadows on the blue brick floor.

At the eight-immortal table, her three husbands were in a commotion: Shangguan Haomu was still pinching her cheek, Shen Yunyan was clinging to the bowl of noodles, and Mu Feng took the opportunity to stuff a hidden candied fruit into her sleeve...

"Alright, alright!" Su Yue raised her hands in surrender. "Tomorrow! I'll make a unique one for everyone tomorrow!"

“I want it spicy!”

“No onions!”

“I want soft-boiled eggs!”

"..."

The entire Su Mansion was immersed in the warm morning light, and the wind chimes under the corridor were jingling in the spring breeze.

Mu Feng stood in the middle of the courtyard, holding the small wooden sword prepared for Hanhan in his hand - the hilt was wrapped with red rope, and it was made by himself.

He stared at the door, his Adam's apple rolling: "You guys say...does Hanhan still recognize me?"

"Nonsense!" Shangguan Haochen was hanging colorful silk on the door frame when he stumbled and almost fell off the ladder. "That kid is so cunning. Last time you were away for half a month, he pretended not to let you hold him when you came back, but when you really didn't hold him, he immediately burst into tears."

Shen Yunyan's hand holding the teacup was shaking slightly.

He changed his clothes three times this morning, and finally put on the moon-white gown he wore when he first met Yaoyao. "The letter said... Yaoyao can call me daddy now?"

"She can call me dad now." Su Yue took out a small jade pendant from the space, which was specially prepared for Xinxin. "Aze said in the letter that the little girl now calls everyone she sees daddy, even the old man selling candy figurines on the roadside wants to call her daddy."

Everyone laughed together, but there was a barely perceptible sob hidden in their laughter.