xymnovel Chapter 565 Daily Life
Chapter 565 Daily Life
Days passed by like this.
Liu Ruyan and the others' bellies grew bigger and bigger, so big that they had difficulty walking. Their maids helped them move step by step.
"Madam, please slow down."
"I didn't walk fast." Liu Ruyan held her waist. "This baby is too active, it's always turning over in my belly all day long."
"That must be the young master."
Liu Ruyan glanced at the maid: "How did you know?"
"Eighth Master's child will definitely resemble Eighth Master."
Liu Ruyan smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescents.
Qin Shuyan's belly was also frighteningly large, like she was carrying a watermelon, and she had to support her waist when she walked.
"Madam, the account books have arrived." A maidservant carried a stack of account books.
"Put it on the table." Qin Shuyan walked to the table, sat down, opened the account book, and picked up a pen.
The abacus beads clicked and clattered.
"Madam, you're in such a state, why are you still trying to settle accounts?" the maid asked.
"Why bother with accounting?"
"Take a break."
"Whether I'm resting or settling accounts, I'm resting anyway," Qin Shuyan said without even looking up. "I'm just sitting here."
The maid didn't know what to say.
Xiao Yulou, despite being heavily pregnant, was still practicing her swordplay.
Lin Chen was terrified every time he saw it: "Can't you just shut up for a second?"
"It's okay, I'm being careful."
"You said the same thing last time."
"Last time is last time, this time is this time."
"You cut down the trees in the yard last time."
"That was an accident."
"And this time?"
Xiao Yulou thrust out his sword, the sword energy grazing the flowerpot as it flew past. The flowerpot wobbled but didn't break.
"See, are you alright?" She turned around and smiled at Lin Chen.
Lin Chen took a deep breath: "Could you put down your sword before you talk to me?"
Xiao Yulou sheathed her sword, walked over, and stood in front of him with her pregnant belly sticking out.
"Is that enough?"
"You sit down."
"I'm not tired."
"I'm tired." Lin Chen rubbed his temples. "Watching you practice swordsmanship is too much for my heart."
Xiao Yulou looked at Lin Chen with a smug expression: "You're worried about me?"
"nonsense."
"Then I'll be more careful from now on."
"You always say that."
"This time it's for real."
Lin Chen looked into her earnest eyes and sighed, "Alright then."
Chu Yueyao was picking herbs in the herb garden, but she couldn't squat down, so she asked her maid for help.
"This one, yes, the one with serrated leaves," Chu Yueyao pointed to the herb on the ground.
The maid squatted down and carefully dug out the herbs, placing them in the basket.
"Madam, you're in this condition, why did you come to the herb garden?"
"Why wouldn't you come to the herb garden?"
"Take a break."
"Rest is resting anyway, and gathering herbs is also resting." Chu Yueyao rubbed her belly.
"And moving around more during pregnancy makes childbirth easier."
The maid nodded: "That makes sense."
Wen Ruoxi was doing accounts in the accounting room, the abacus beads clicking away, even faster than Qin Shuyan.
"Madam, you're so quick with your calculations!" The maid beside her was dazzled.
"It's something I've learned through practice," Wen Ruoxi said without even looking up. "I've been practicing since I was a child."
"You started practicing when you were a child?"
"Yes! My dad says that girls need to be good at keeping accounts, otherwise they won't even know if they've been deceived by men in the future."
The maidservant laughed: "So, were you fooled?"
Wen Ruoxi stopped using the abacus, looked up and thought for a moment: "It seems not."
"Then is the master relieved?"
"My father is relieved, but my mother is not."
Why?
"My mother said that being good at accounting is useless; you have to be good at judging people." Wen Ruoxi lowered her head again and continued calculating.
She said that if a man wants to lie to you, no matter how you calculate it, it won't work.
The young maid blinked: "Then what do you think of Your Highness—"
"He doesn't need to lie to me," Wen Ruoxi interrupted her. "He can just tell me what he wants, and I'll give it to him."
The maidservant paused for a moment, then asked, "What if you don't have what he wants?"
"Find a way to get it."
The young maidservant didn't know what to say.
Ye Qingying was reading in the study, still reading those profound Taoist scriptures.
"Madam, what are you looking at?" The little maidservant next to her peeked over.
"The Treatise on Response and Retribution of the Supreme Being"
"What are you talking about?"
"Talking about cause and effect, and karma."
The maid shrank her neck: "It sounds scary."
"It's not scary." Ye Qingying turned a page. "It's really just a matter of reaping what you sow."
"So what did you plant?"
Ye Qingying thought for a moment: "I don't seem to have any talent at all."
"Then what do you need?"
"I got a man."
The maid was stunned.
Ye Qingying smiled slightly and continued reading.
Murong Xue and Su Xiaoxiao are playing chess.
Murong Xue's chess skills were a step below Su Xiaoxiao's, but Su Xiaoxiao always let Murong Xue win a few games.
Murong Xue smiled when she won, her eyes crinkling and revealing two small tiger teeth.
"Little sister, you let me win again."
"no."
"Yes," Murong Xue said, pointing to the chessboard. "You could have captured my piece here, but you didn't."
"I didn't see it."
"You never see it."
Su Xiaoxiao smiled lightly, "Then I won't allow it next time."
"You always say that."
"This time it's for real."
Murong Xue looked at Su Xiaoxiao, shook her head and chuckled, "Little sister, your ears turn red when you lie."
Su Xiaoxiao subconsciously touched her ear.
"It didn't become popular this time."
Murong Xue leaned closer to take a look: "It really isn't red."
"Then I wasn't lying."
"But you didn't win either."
Su Xiaoxiao: "..."
She felt like she had been tricked by this seventh sister.
Lan Fenghuang, heavily pregnant, cultivated while sitting cross-legged on a futon, her eyes closed, her body surging with spiritual energy.
"Madam, you're in this state, why are you still cultivating?" asked the maid beside her.
"Cultivation and pregnancy don't conflict." Lan Fenghuang opened her eyes.
"Moreover, cultivating at this time will allow the spiritual energy to nourish the fetus, resulting in a child with better aptitude."
The maid's eyes lit up: "Really?"
"real."
"Then I will cultivate as well."
"What are you fixing? You're not pregnant."
"I'll practice first, so I can use it directly when I'm pregnant."
Lan Fenghuang glanced at her: "You certainly know how to plan."
"That's right." The little maid puffed out her chest. "I learned it from Madam."
Liu Shengxue, heavily pregnant, played the zither.
The melodious music drew everyone in the courtyard to stop what they were doing and listen to her play.
When the music ended, no one spoke.
Yagyu Yuki looked up: "What's wrong?"
"It's so beautiful." The little maid wiped her eyes. "I'm crying."
Yagyu Yuki laughed: "Exaggeration."
"Indeed, madam, you play the zither beautifully."
"It's something you get through practice."
As Liu Shengxue recalled the origins of her musical skills, she couldn't help but think of the time she spent with Lin Chen, and a slight smile crept onto her lips.
With her big pregnant belly, Yao Yao kept pestering Zhao Mingyue with questions.
"Sister Mingyue, who do you think the baby will look like when it's born?"
"Sister Mingyue, when do you think the baby will start talking?"
"Will you call me 'Father' or 'Mother' first?"
"Sister Mingyue, do you think baby will be able to cultivate in the future?"
Zhao Mingyue was overwhelmed by the questions and rubbed her temples, not wanting to speak.
Lingbo sat to the side, holding a cup of tea, watching everything with a blank expression.
But the corners of her mouth curved slightly; her temperament had become increasingly gentle since she became pregnant.
Liu Sheng Piaopiao, A Yue, Da Shuang, Xiao Shuang, Qing'er, Qin Xin, and the other four women looked at the ladies with envy.
They also wanted to have children for Lin Chen, but Lin Chen always said to let nature take its course, so they could only try their best to learn from him.
However, Lin Chen is too busy now, and his cultivation is constantly improving, so it is not as easy for him to have offspring as before.
Every time Lin Chen returned to the Dongshan Villa, he had no private space except to spend time with his wife and children.
Some people let him touch their bellies, and the little one inside was kicking happily, kicking his palms one after another with considerable force.
"This kid is really strong," Lin Chen said with a smile.
"Whatever you say," Liu Ruyan said.
Some people let him listen to the fetal movements. He put his ear to his belly and heard a "gurgling" sound inside, like someone doing somersaults inside.
"He's doing somersaults." Lin Chen looked up.
"Whatever you say," Qin Shuyan said.
Some asked Lin Chen to name their children, but Lin Chen racked his brains and still couldn't come up with fourteen names.
"Call them Lin Yi, Lin Er, Lin San, Lin Si..."
"No!" Fourteen voices rang out simultaneously.
Lin Chen shrank back: "Just kidding."
"This joke isn't funny," Chu Yueyao said.
"I was wrong," Lin Chen immediately admitted.
Lin Chen was so busy he barely had time to breathe, but his days were more fulfilling than ever before, much better than the lonely life he had in his previous life.
He accepted it willingly!