She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 386 - 385: Not Hungry, Thanks for the Concern

"Shen Shuyun was originally rescued by me, and now has been captured by the Angel Envoy. I have a duty to participate in the rescue, especially since just last night, I found out that you all also intend to annihilate the Divine Church of Light..." Yan Wanqing surveyed the people around her and paused, "Song Huaxu is a formidable character, how could our fifth sister be his match?"

Remembering those bloody scenes from her previous life, Yan Wanqing would never let Hongzhao stand in front of her again.

"But sister, you are now pregnant—" Yan Hongzhao started, somewhat hesitantly.

Yan Wanqing raised her hand to interrupt, "There’s no need to worry about my safety, your brother-in-law can take care of me."

At these words, the Crown Prince unconsciously straightened his back.

This was the first time his wife had boasted about him in front of others.

Was this the feeling of being praised by his wife in public?!

The Crown Prince felt somewhat elated.

By his side, Xiaoliu helplessly shook his head, glancing at the Crown Prince’s lips that were involuntarily curving upwards.

With just one sentence, allies defected on the spot.

The most solid and reliable teammate had to be prefixed with ’pig’ now.

Unreliable, totally unreliable.

"I can also protect sister!" If you can’t beat them, join them.

Yan Lingzhen raised her hand, "If sister doesn’t agree for Xiaoliu to go, then Xiaoliu won’t let sister go either."

Yan Wanqing looked at her serious expression, somewhat concerned that this little girl might feed her something later, so she nodded gravely, "Alright, I will take you with us. Your sister and your brother-in-law won’t be under any pressure."

The Crown Prince’s body trembled with vigor.

Beg the question!

What’s the experience of being publicly praised by his wife twice in a single day?!

Crown Prince: Over the moon!

"Cough, cough!" The Crown Prince forcefully reminded everyone of his presence, "Since your sister has already said so, then I naturally have to take full responsibility for Xiaoliu’s safety, assigning my most trusted soldiers to her side when the time comes."

"Crown Prince?" Yan Hongzhao looked at Xiao Pingfeng with eyes full of surprise. Wasn’t he the one who previously wouldn’t let Yan Wanqing go to any lengths?

What just happened?

Was the Crown Prince possessed?

To speak such madness.

The Crown Prince, seeing Yan Hongzhao open her mouth, feared she’d slip up and quickly said with a smile, "Hongzhao, don’t worry, I still have that bit of ability. The Divine Temple of Light is just a place to go out and have fun."

Yan Hongzhao: "..."

No further objections arose by then, and Yan Wanqing consolidated her focus, "Then it’s settled. Today we will purchase some weapons we will need later. I remember there’s a transfer station on Iron Horse Street near here. Xiaoliu, go there this afternoon and accompany your fifth sister in picking out some suitable weapons."

She nonchalantly mentioned Iron Horse Street directly, which showed she truly regarded Xiao Pingfeng as one of her own.

And Xiao Pingfeng didn’t show the slightest surprise; he must have known about it long ago through his own information network.

Yan Wanqing took another sip of the tea in front of her, then stood up and said, "I’m feeling a bit tired. You all can arrange the rest, I’m going to sleep."

Cong Ge quickly came over to help her.

Seeing Yan Wanqing’s figure, which was rounder than before, everyone couldn’t help but sigh with emotion. Time flies so fast.

No sooner had Wanqing left through a distant door and quickly walked past a garden, then she could no longer hold back and clutched at a tree to vomit.

Cong Ge quickly came over to pat her back, "Miss!"

"No harm done, just a bit of acid reflux, my stomach was uncomfortable, that’s all. I feel much better after vomiting." Yan Wanqing took the handkerchief and wiped her lips.

Cong Ge summoned the maids to clean up and then brought some warm water for her to rinse her mouth.

All over her face was the look of having something to say yet holding back.

"Go on, Cong Ge, just say it, you’re making me feel terribly uncomfortable." This always floating before her eyes made her feel like vomiting again.

Cong Ge hurriedly spoke up, "Actually, Miss, you don’t have to go. The Crown Prince is resourceful and cunning, and the fifth Miss is brave and good at fighting. The two of them can work together seamlessly. Perhaps they could outmatch the Divine Church of Light."

"Wherever I am, he is there." Yan Wanqing sighed softly and shook her head, "After that incident in Northern Border City, he is determined not to leave my side. So, in reality, it is Hongzhao who will be going alone. How could I be at ease with that?"

"Right now, our mother and the others are still in Xiangcheng. With our older sister like a mother to us, and Song Huaxu’s scheming being so profound, not to mention his martial arts are inscrutable, I simply cannot allow Hongzhao to take risks alone."

Cong Ge thought back to the gang of bandits settled in the front yard, each robust and strong, capable of delivering a punch that could kill a man. Could they all be as fragile as paper?

"You don’t need to persuade me, Cong Ge, my mind is made up. Song Huaxu is a thorn in my side. Without him, my father and the others wouldn’t have encountered disaster. I must personally seek revenge." Ever since she became pregnant, Yan Wanqing had become extremely obstinate.

Cong Ge dared not say more, afraid of destabilizing her mood, so she gently smiled, "Wherever the Miss is, that’s where this servant will be."

Only then did Yan Wanqing’s expression soften a good deal, "Help me back to lie down. This child truly is tormenting; ever since I got pregnant until now, I’ve never felt quite right."

Listening to her mistress’s complaints, Cong Ge covered her mouth and chuckled softly, "We still don’t know if it’s going to be a little master or a little Miss."

"Boy or girl, either is fine. If it’s a boy, let Xiao Pingfeng teach him; if it’s a girl, I... I can’t, let Xiaoliu teach her. She will make sure the child is cute and honest. That would be nice."

Cong Ge was surprised, "Why wouldn’t the Miss teach her?"

Yan Wanqing pondered seriously for a moment, "Probably because I’m lazy."

Cong Ge was stunned, not expecting such an answer, "Where are you lazy, Miss?"

"You believe whatever I say." Yan Wanqing covered her lips and laughed out loud, Cong Ge’s cheeks flushed red, "Miss, really! You’re about to become a mother, and still, you enjoy teasing people so much."

The mistress and servant joked and laughed as they walked back through the yard, where the Hehuan tree beside the bridge swayed in the wind, exuding bursts of delicate fragrance that lingered for a long time.

Finally, the day of departure arrived, and the great cavalcade left with majestic might, stretching for miles—an awe-inspiring sight indeed.

This news was soon relayed back to the Divine Church of Light by their spies.

With his silver hair, Song Huaxu sat cross-legged on a cushion, eyes tightly closed, and he spoke faintly, "I know."

"Sect Hierarch, should we take any measures?" The man asked worriedly.

Song Huaxu remained silent for a while, so long in fact that the subordinate thought he might have fallen asleep, only to hear two words then: "No need."

He would meet constancy with ever-changing tactics, and besides, his Divine Church of Light was located atop a mountain, easy to defend and hard to attack.

Unless Yan Wanqing and Xiao Pingfeng had the ability to ascend to the heavens, they wouldn’t even dream of crossing the first threshold of the Divine Church of Light—One Gorge Sky.

The subordinate took the order and left. Song Huaxu slowly opened his eyes.

His usually cool and detached eyes now held a hint of defeat.

Now his vision was always as though veiled in mist, not quite clear.

It appeared that the Heavenly Dao had already begun to deliver his punishment.

"Brother Huaxu." A voice as clear as a silver bell rang from the doorway, followed by the entrance of a pretty young girl.

Following the sound, Song Huaxu saw a blurry figure, "What is it?"

"Brother, you are so cold. I haven’t seen you come out all day, so I specially came to ask if you were hungry." Song Ning approached with a look of grievance, her hands naturally grasping the corner of Song Huaxu’s clothes. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Song Huaxu pulled his clothes back somewhat uncomfortably, "I’m not hungry, thanks for the concern."