Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

As Su Yue stepped into the mansion, she heard an unusual commotion coming from the flower hall.

Yaoyao and Hanhan, two little guys, were peeking out from the door frame. When they saw her come back, they immediately rushed over with their short legs.

"Mom!" Yaoyao hugged her legs, "Daddy Yunyan, cry!"

Hanhan also took the initiative to speak for a rare moment: "Hold me!" He grabbed her clothes with his little hands and dragged her towards the flower hall.

Su Yue's heart tightened, and he rushed into the flower hall in two steps.

Lin Yuxuan was seen pressing Shen Yunyan's wrist, his brows furrowed as if he had been diagnosed with some terminal illness.

Shen Yunyan's face was pale, and his usually shrewd and sharp eyes were now full of fear. His other hand was tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, and the knuckles were white.

"What's wrong?" Su Yue's voice tightened unconsciously, countless terrible possibilities flashing through her mind - poisoning? A relapse of an old illness? Or...

Lin Yuxuan suddenly raised his head, a sly glint flashed in his eyes behind his glasses, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a sly arc: "Congratulations, Yun Yan is pregnant, more than a month."

The hall fell silent in an instant.

Shen Yunyan froze in place as if struck by lightning, even his breathing stopped.

The expression on that handsome face that always looked shrewd changed from shock to confusion, and finally settled on a fragility that was almost fearful.

"I..." His lips trembled, and his voice was as light as a falling leaf, "I don't deserve..."

This sentence was like opening a floodgate.

This shrewd accountant who could calculate people's hearts with an abacus suddenly broke down and cried like a child.

He hugged Lin Yuxuan, who was closest to him, and his tears instantly soaked the other's clothes.

"My father... when I was five years old..." Shen Yunyan choked up and couldn't speak clearly, "My mother was dissatisfied with my father's inability to give birth to a daughter... and took him... took him..."

Liang Junze immediately stepped forward, gently but firmly pulled him off Lin Yuxuan, and patted his back lightly: "You are not your father."

His voice was like a pool of warm water, slowly melting the old glaciers. "Look at Yaoyao, look at Hanhan, which child in our family is not spoiled to death?"

Mu Feng handed over a cup of hot tea, specially added two spoonfuls of honey to the tea - this was Shen Yunyan's favorite little hobby. "Remember when Ningning was born?" he asked softly, "Brother Ayan got up in the middle of the night to sing a lullaby for his daughter."

Gu Qingyan's face suddenly darkened: "Who sang! I was just... practicing my voice!" This ironic excuse caused everyone to laugh.

Zhou Ziqian was squatting on the ground, holding Yaoyao's little hand and gently placing it on Shen Yunyan's flat belly: "Yaoyao, there is a little baby here."

"Baby!" Yaoyao yelled excitedly, poking with her little finger, "Yaoyao's?"

"It belongs to everyone." Zhou Ziqian corrected with a smile. When he looked up at Shen Yunyan, his eyes were filled with gentle stars. "Brother Yunyan, this child will have eight fathers who love him, teach him how to use an abacus, and take him to look at the account books..."

Shangguan Haochen struggled to move over with his huge belly and deliberately bumped Shen Yunyan with his belly: "See? My two children have already had a lot of dads waiting to spoil them before they were born. They will also have brothers and sisters to protect them. You are even more amazing. You were born to be spoiled by everyone!"

Although Shangguan Haomu didn't say anything, he silently handed over a soft handkerchief embroidered with gold ingots - that was Shen Yunyan's favorite pattern.

Shen Yunyan's tears flowed even harder, but this time it was no longer an expression of pain.

He touched his still flat belly with trembling hands, where a brand new life was being nurtured, a little guy who would never know what it meant to be "unexpected".

"Thank you..." He said hoarsely, his eyes scanning every concerned face.

Here are generals who saved their lives on the battlefield, secret guards who escaped death, and children from noble families who were abandoned by their families... Each of them has been hurt by this world, but they healed each other in the most gentle way.

Su Yue quietly stepped forward, put her arms around Shen Yunyan's shoulders from behind, and gently rested her chin on the top of his head: "Our family is going to have another baby, how great."

Outside the flower hall, the setting sun stretched everyone's shadows very long, intertwining them so that they could no longer be distinguished from each other.

Brother Shangguan's belly was already terrifyingly large. From a distance, it looked like two ripe watermelons hanging around his waist.

Lin Yuxuan came to check on her pulse every morning and evening, his brows furrowed so tightly that they could kill a fly.

"This pulse..." After examining Shangguan Haochen today, he touched Shangguan Haomu's wrist, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes behind his glasses. "Twins are born earlier than singletons, and judging by this..." He put away the gilded pulse pillow and made a statement under everyone's nervous gaze: "At the latest, early next month."

As soon as the words fell, the entire Su Mansion suddenly became like a hornet's nest that had been poked.

Liang Junze immediately ordered the servants to check the delivery room that had been prepared long ago three more times - the windows had to be covered with new gauze, the floor heating had to be heated to a warm but not dry temperature, and even the copper basin had to be boiled in water.

Mu Feng, along with several maids, unpacked the boxes and cabinets, recounting the long-prepared clothing for the newborn. "I need two more stitches on the buttons of this little jacket..." His fingertips flew, the needle and thread gleaming in the sunlight. "Amu is most particular about these things."

Gu Qingyan went even further, staying up late at night and leading the Shadow Pavilion's men to post secret sentries along the courtyard walls. "Everyone, be alert!" he sternly lectured. "If even a suspicious fly flies in..." Before he could finish his words, a dark figure thumped down from the wall—it turned out to be the secret guard assigned to keep watch, frightened by Shangguan Haochen's stomach.

"Pavilion Master..." the secret guard stammered, "I just feel... Master Shangguan's stomach... seems like it's about to explode..."

Gu Qingyan kicked him and said, "Go back and squat again!"

Just as the commotion was going on, Shangguan Haochen's wailing could be heard from the flower hall: "Brother - my waist is going to break -" He was seen sprawled on the couch, like a turtle that couldn't turn over.

The bulging belly made the clothes transparent, and a few light blue veins could be vaguely seen.

Shangguan Haomu's situation was not much better.

He tried to maintain the demeanor of a young master from an aristocratic family, but the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed him. "Just bear with it a little longer..." He just opened his mouth to comfort his brother, but suddenly gasped, "Hiss—"

This sound scared everyone.

The teacup in Zhou Ziqian's hand fell to the ground with a clang. Shen Yunyan, who was keeping accounts, shook his brush and scribbled on the account book. Even Yaoyao, who was playing in the yard, ran in and hugged Shangguan Haomu's legs: "Daddy Mu, is it in pain?"

"It's okay." Shangguan Haomu tried to wave his hands, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, "The little guy kicked me... Ouch..." Before he finished speaking, he gasped again, and this time a clear little bulge appeared on his belly, sliding from left to right, just like a small fish swimming.

Zhou Ziqian was stunned and couldn't help but move closer to the hill-like belly.

Just as he stretched out his hand, he was suddenly frightened by the violent movement inside and retracted his fingers: "This... is so strong?"

"It must be a boy." Shangguan Haochen turned over with difficulty and touched his bigger belly proudly, "This is my daughter, she is very quiet..."

Before he could finish his words, a series of small lumps suddenly appeared on his belly, rising and falling like drums, and finally a noticeable bulge popped up with a "bang", as if protesting against his father's nonsense.

"Puff——" Mu Feng, who was drinking water, sprayed it out.

Liang Junze's shoulders were shaking from trying to hold back his laughter: "What a 'quiet' girl."

Even the usually dignified Shangguan Haomu lost his composure and laughed until tears streamed down his face. However, his joy turned to tragedy – “Ouch!” He suddenly covered his stomach, “This little bastard… kicked me in the ribs…”

Lin Yuxuan hurried forward to check, pressing his restless belly while shaking his head: "We have to get ready. Judging from the situation, I'm afraid we won't be able to wait until the beginning of next month."

As she was talking, Yaoyao had already imitated the adults and put her little face on Shangguan Haochen's belly: "Sister, good girl..." The little girl suddenly widened her eyes, "Sister said...said Daddy Chen, shame on you!"

As the room roared with laughter, Shangguan Haochen pointed at his belly in anger and grief: "She's already ruining things before the baby is even born. This is definitely like my brother!"