"Indeed." Che Zhongyang stepped beside Du Qiaoyun, supporting his beloved with one hand and gently touching her slightly swollen belly with the other, speaking proudly:
"After the child's full-month celebration, don't forget to come, Young Master Fang."
Du Qiaoyun blushed, gently pushing her husband's hand away.
"I will."
Fang Zheng nodded:
"However..."
"Miss Du hasn't achieved Three Blood yet, and now she is pregnant. In the future..."
Giving birth will certainly deplete Qi and Blood significantly, and then she will have to exhaust herself taking care of the baby. It's safe to say her Martial Dao future is already ruined. Truly heroic women usually master martial arts before considering children.
"No worries." Che Zhongyang's eyes grew solemn:
"I will protect her."
"Thank you, Young Master Fang, for your concern." Du Qiaoyun sighed softly:
"I'm afraid I won't achieve Three Blood, and... I don't regret it."
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"Drive!"
"Drive!"
