In the Osmanthus Flower Garden, a tree of red dandelion was as red as fire, like the morning glow burning in the horizon. In a small pavilion on the side, a beautiful woman sat calmly. She had beautiful eyebrows, and between her eyes was a hazy elegance akin to the rain falling in the south of the river. She wore an embroidered long skirt with cloud patterns embroidered on it, and a layer of silk that was as thin as a cicada's wing covered her body.

It was formed by meticulously drawing the entire spiritual energy of Jiangnan with a pen.

Suddenly, a small figure carrying a clump of osmanthus flowers ran over, "Mother, mother, Nian'er has picked the osmanthus flowers for you."

The girl in the pavilion looked over and saw the child that was running over. She subconsciously reached out to grab him in her arms.

"Nian'er!" A man in black clothes appeared and flew into the pavilion. He held the child in his arms before the woman and said, "Have you forgotten what father told you?"

The woman and the man were precisely Mu Yunyao and Ning Junyue, who had already disappeared from the imperial court for nearly two years. He was almost four years old, and after a few years of rest, his body had become no different from an ordinary child's, especially since Ning Qingyue was taking him to practice martial arts. He was taller than an average child, so he looked a little ashamed.

"Time has forgotten."

Mu Yunyao looked at the serious expression on the father and son's faces and couldn't help but chuckle. She beckoned to her and said, "Nian'er, come here."

Ning Anye took two steps forward, but stopped before he could even get close to Mu Yunyao. He looked at her abdomen, and said with a cautious tone, "Mother is currently pregnant with little sister. Nian'er can't get too close."

Yue Yang nodded and squatted down to pat Ning An Nian. He praised her: "Nian'er did well. You're an elder brother, you need to love and protect your little sister."

Mu Yunyao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Fourth Master, there's no need to exaggerate so much. I only diagnosed her pulse two days ago, and it's only been less than two months now. How could she be so delicate?"

Hearing this, the King of Assassins shook his head resolutely along with Ning Anye. The father and son pair made the same movements with seventy percent similarity, and revealed an inexplicable sense of joy. "Yao'er, you have to be extra careful."

"Yes, mother must protect my sister!" According to King Yue, he and Yao'er had thought of having a child, so it was enough. Yun Yao had to endure the pain of having a baby, but Yao'er had wanted to have a daughter, saying that they had agreed on it, and had even exposed the fact that he was secretly using a drug to avoid her, she could only allow him to do so.

He gave up his previous plan.

Jin Lan and Jin Qiao walked over with fresh mooncakes. "Royal Consort, this was made by that girl, Cai Qing. The taste is exceptionally good. Please have a taste."

The mooncake on the plate had exquisite patterns on it, and one could faintly see the stuffing inside. Just a glance at it was enough to make one's appetite rise.

Mu Yunyao took a piece and put it in her mouth. She narrowed her eyes and nodded, "The taste isn't bad. Does Fourth Master want to try it?"

When King Yue saw the mooncake, he could not help but frown. When he took the dessert and placed it by his mouth, before he even had the chance to taste it, he smelt a sweet fragrance. He could not stop his face from turning pale, so he threw the dessert to the side and endured for a long time before he threw it out.

The Lady Poison walked over with a mooncake and upon seeing the unsightly expression of King Yue, he couldn't help but throw the remaining half of the mooncake into his mouth. He patted the mooncake fragments in his hands and sat next to Mu Yunyao and asked with a smile, "Is King Fu still not done?"

Mu Yunyao nodded helplessly. "That's right, ever since he knew I was pregnant again, he ate whatever he wanted to puke. But I didn't have the slightest problem reminiscing about that time, so I slept soundly." The Poison Matriarch laughed so hard that her ill feelings towards him disappeared without a trace, "I've seen people with this kind of symptoms. However, that person is already fifty years old, yet he was passed down in a single family and won over several concubines, finally giving birth to a son. At that time, he was especially worried about his child.

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"What? Spitting until the child falls to the ground? Then the symptoms will improve."

Mu Yunyao was a little dumbfounded, "Spit all the way until the child is born?" "Yeah." She was usually a little warm to Mu Yunyao, but who would have thought that this person who had an expressionless face and an incomparably calm appearance actually had an incomparably slender heart? He was even more worried about his child than Yunyao, the pregnant woman!

And?

Mu Yunyao couldn't help but laugh. After she finished laughing, she couldn't help but frown. "Do you have any good methods?"

"This is just like a girl's bad news. I can only wait for it to pass by. There's no good way to use the medicine."

"Then... I can only let him suffer. "

He originally thought that it would be over after a while, but he did not expect that the Titan King's symptoms would worsen. At the beginning, he could even eat some vegetables, but later on, he spat out whatever he wanted to eat, and every day, he could only eat rice porridge. Mu Yunyao could not sit still any longer. She even thought that there must have been a problem with her and the Poison Matriarch's diagnosis, so she went to call a few doctors over to take a pulse examination. The answer after taking the pulse examination was basically the same, they all said that there was a slight deficiency in their vital energy and blood, that it would be alright if they ate more things to make up for it.

He couldn't even drink after prescribing the medicine.

King Yue sat at Mu Yunyao's side with a pale face. He embraced her and gently placed his hand on her abdomen, "Yao`er, is there anything wrong with you today?"

Mu Yunyao had already been pregnant for close to five months, and the child in her womb had undergone a slight movement. Every day, King Yue would step over the hours to ask her how she felt, and even set a time to interact with the child in her womb: "There's nothing uncomfortable.

Yue Yang shook his head: "I'm fine." Right now, he couldn't even sleep soundly, and the moment he closed his eyes, he would think of how Yao'er was lying on the bed without any signs of sleep. He felt as if his heart was being squeezed tight, but he didn't dare say anything, afraid that Mu Yunyao would be even more worried.

"You don't look all right now." Mu Yunyao reached out her hand and placed it on Yue Yang's cheek, "Fourth Master, don't worry, our daughter will be safely born."

Firstly, she wanted this child to accompany Nian'er. After all, a child was simply too lonely, and secondly, she wanted to resolve Yue Yang's worries. Even after two years had passed, Yue Yang still frequently had nightmares that made people worry.

"Yes." King Yue promised earnestly, but the following situation did not ease in the slightest.

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