jdhmnovel Chapter 304 Almost there
Chapter 304 Almost there
Before Xin Moling could speak, Feng Qingyang's cool voice came from the side.
"Having General Xin as your son's godfather sounds like General Xin is at a disadvantage!"
"Dead Wind, watch your mouth! I'm pregnant now, and if you dare mess with me and cause trouble for the baby, hmph hmph hmph..."
Xin Moling lowered her eyelashes and stared at the flat stomach for a moment. "Hua Buyu, how do you know it's a son?"
"I don't know! Didn't Feng Qingyang say that the fetal pulse is strong? Only boys have strong pulses! Besides, in this broken era, women have always depended on men for survival. My life has been so gloomy. I don't want my daughter to suffer with me. It's better to have a son."
After saying that, she looked somewhat depressed.
Xin Moling noticed her low spirits. "Then... if you want a son, then let's have a son! I can teach him martial arts in the future."
Hua Buyu immediately perked up, reached out and patted his shoulder, taking it very seriously.
"Xin Moling, you can't go back on your word! I won't even give this godfather status to Xuan Yuan, so you have to cherish it and treat my son as your own from now on!"
"understood."
Xuan Yuan raised an eyebrow, staring coldly at a corner. "Feng Qingyang, take a close look for Buyu. Is there any medicine on the ship to prevent miscarriage?"
When Feng Qingyang's name was called, he was momentarily flustered and coughed awkwardly twice.
"Um... we don't have any readily available pregnancy-preserving medication, but I can make some."
"Well, from now on, I'll leave the matter of ensuring the baby's safety to you. As for the rest..."
He pondered for a moment, then looked up at the cabin and murmured, "Love's Flow."
"master."
"If you are pregnant and don't talk about it, you need to be even more careful with your daily meals."
"Yes."
Hua Buyu pursed her lips tightly, unable to suppress the smile on her face. She never expected to be treated so well just because she was pregnant. From now on, she was the boss of this ship!
With this in mind, Hua Buyu became more and more rampant in the days that followed. With plenty of food and sleep, her energy was even more vigorous, and she challenged the bottom line of several men in different ways every day.
Of course, the group tried to be as tolerant as possible, since even Xuan Yuan and Xin Moling hadn't said anything, and Xie Cangming was too lazy to argue with her.
While having fun, Hua Buyu was not idle. When the sun rose, she would sit on the deck, touching her still-flat belly and doing prenatal education. As for the Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties that she was reciting, they had no idea who they were.
Thanks to Xie Cangming's brilliant calculations over several days and nights, several hurricanes and rainstorms were successfully avoided.
Before they knew it, they had been adrift at sea for a month.
The day was sunny and breezy. As usual, Hua Buyu was lounging in her deck chair, basking in the sun, holding a string of candied hawthorns in her hand, which she had asked Liu Qing to make to prevent morning sickness.
"Flowers do not speak."
She turned around and saw Xin Moling carefully walking towards her with a bowl of medicine to help prevent miscarriage.
"Drink this medicine while it's still warm."
Hua Buyu's face instantly scrunched up. "Can't you not drink it? Look how well-behaved your godson is. I haven't felt unwell lately."
"no!"
Xin Moling firmly rejected her request, his handsome brows and bright eyes revealing deep concern, his tone serious and leaving no room for argument.
"I've been drinking it for a month now..."
From the day Hua Buyu announced that he would be her son's godfather, Xin Moling seemed to have become a different person. He not only paid close attention to her every move, but he also became extremely nervous every time Feng Qingyang took her pulse, fearing that Hua Buyu might be feeling unwell.
With that serious and responsible demeanor, anyone who didn't know better would think he was a biological father...
Everyone else felt helpless about this and thought that Xin Moling might have been traumatized by Yao Ruoyu's premature birth that day, since the two of them used to be at odds.
Hua Buyu pouted, then took the hand, frowned, and downed it in one gulp.
Then, she patted the seat next to her, signaling Xin Moling to sit down and talk.
"Xin Moling, we've been on our journey for a month now. Do you think that Imperial Preceptor Xie still remembers the way?"
Upon hearing this, Xin Moling also frowned, "I asked him yesterday, and he said it would be soon."
"How fast is fast? Look at this boundless sea, I always feel that this ship is just drifting aimlessly on the sea, with no direction or course of movement at all."
"Hmph! Hua Buyu, how dare you question the strength of this national master?"
A white figure walked gracefully from behind the two, overhearing the crickets chirping behind Hua Buyu.
Hua Buyu pouted and said dejectedly, "Grand Preceptor, it's been a month already, and Yan Yan has been missing for more than two months. You're not worried, but we are. Look at Xin Moling, he's always staring blankly at the jade pendant. And Xuan Yuan, the purse that Yan Yan used to thank him that day is almost worn through by him."
Mentioning Xin Moyan, Xin Moling's eyes instantly dimmed. As the days went by, his longing for his sister only grew stronger.
Xie Cangming followed the gaze and saw a figure in black sitting on the other side of the deck, staring blankly at the boundless sea. The figure exuded a lonely and cold aura, which made people feel sad.
"This speed is fast enough. Think about how many storms there are along the way. If we were to go straight up, it would probably take another two months."
"Then tell me, sir, how much longer will it take to get to that Ancient Cang?"
Hua Buyu rested her chin on her hands. Xie Cangming had said this many times already, and she was really getting impatient with it.
The sudden use of the word "old man" slightly broke the guard of the imperial advisor, who was particularly concerned about his age.
"Three days."
Xie Cangming's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and Xuan Yuan quickly caught it. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of him.
"Xie Cangming, are you telling the truth?"
Xuan Yuan's dark eyes burned with urgency. The frost and wind of many days at sea, coupled with his illness caused by longing, had given his once peerless face a touch of vicissitude. Fine stubble had sprouted on his angular chin, making him appear even more mature and composed...
Xie Cangming smirked, "Xuanyuan, if you really want to be Mo'er's husband, you'd better call me 'uncle' like she does. Otherwise, I'll ignore you both..."
He was serious. These guys were so rude, calling him by his first name all the time. Little Mo'er was much cuter...
Xuan Yuan ignored him, thinking to himself that if he waited just three more days, he would be able to find Yan'er...
"What do you think Yan Yan is doing right now? Has she lost weight or gained weight? I wonder if she misses us? I hope no one at her uncle's house is bullying her?"
Meanwhile, in a certain country's garden, unlike the harsh winter of the four countries, the climate there was incredibly warm and mild, and colorful flowers bloomed brilliantly.
Xin Moyan was dressed in a plain white dress, her long, ink-black hair flowing in the wind. At this moment, she was sitting on a tree, holding onto a branch with both hands.
"Your Highness, please come down quickly!"