Becoming An Immortal Begins With Marrying A Wife

Chapter 33: Giving Birth to a Daughter

"Husband, please don't come in..."

Chen An had just reached the door, ready to push it open, when he heard Song Huaying's pleading voice from inside. Her voice sounded weak.

He was puzzled and asked, "Yinger, what's wrong?"

"Husband, women look very ugly when giving birth, and I don't want you to see me like that..."

"It's alright, Yinger. No matter how you look, in my eyes, you will always be as beautiful as a Celestial Immortal."

"Husband, I beg you not to come in. Let Yinger be willful this once, okay..."

Song Huaying's voice was filled with pleading.

She had always been a refined young lady in front of her husband.

Even in bed, she maintained her noble demeanor without any compromise. She always maintained the proper posture.

She really didn't want her husband to see her ugly appearance when giving birth, fearing that it would affect her perfect image in his heart.

Seeing his young wife insist like this, Chen An could only helplessly say, "Alright, alright, I'll listen to Yinger. I won't go in. I'll stay outside with you."

"Thank you, husband..."

Song Huaying's voice of gratitude came from inside the room.

Then, quickly, Wen Zhiyun's voice, full of the charm of a young woman, came.

"Sister Yinger."

"Alright, it's starting."

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

"Push!"

"Ah! It hurts—"

Under Wen Zhiyun's command, Song Huaying exerted effort again and again, trying hard to deliver the child in her belly.

Because it was her first childbirth, the process was not going smoothly.

The child was having difficulty coming out.

During this time, Song Huaying cried out in pain several times, causing Chen An outside to feel anxious and uneasy.

"Sister Yue, come in and help!"

Wen Zhiyun's intellectual voice came from the room again.

Gu Xinyue responded and immediately pushed open the door and walked in.

Chen An wanted to follow in and see what was happening, but in the end, he stopped in his tracks, keeping the promise he had just made to his young wife.

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

"Push!"

"Wen... Sister Wen, it hurts so much!"

"Ah! It hurts—"

The painful cries from the room intermittently reached Chen An's ears.

He leaned against the door, his heart hanging in suspense, unable to calm down.

He was very worried about his young wife's safety.

Because there was no cesarean section in this world, it was common for women to die during childbirth.

He paced back and forth outside the door, feeling anxious.

An hour later.

A baby's cry came from the room.

"Wah... Wah... Wah!"

The sound was clear and full of vibrant life.

Upon hearing the baby's cry, Chen An couldn't wait any longer. He immediately pushed open the door and rushed in, eager to see his own child.

Seeing him enter, Song Huaying's expression was somewhat gloomy.

"Husband, Yinger is useless. I couldn't give birth to a chubby son for you."

"What's wrong with the child?"

Chen An nervously ran to Wen Zhiyun and used his spiritual sense to examine the baby in her arms.

It was a girl, healthy and without any problems.

And she had spiritual roots.

Although they were mixed spiritual roots with little potential, they were still much stronger than an ordinary mortal body.

"Yinger, what happened to the child?"

Chen An looked at Song Huaying on the bed, puzzled.

Song Huaying's face was pale, and her voice was weak as she apologized to her husband.

"I'm sorry, husband. It's Yinger's fault. When Yinger's body recovers, I will definitely give birth to a chubby son for you next year to carry on the family line."

Upon hearing the words "carry on the family line," Chen An understood.

It turned out that his young wife felt uneasy because she couldn't give birth to a son and had to apologize to her husband.

It seemed that the background of the cultivation world was not much different from ancient times.

Especially the concept of valuing sons over daughters, which was vividly displayed in the mortal world.

Thinking about this, Chen An took his newborn daughter from Wen Zhiyun's hands and came to the bedside next to Song Huaying. He sat down and looked at her with joy in his eyes as he said,

"Daughter, it's great. I love having a daughter. One is not enough, it would be best to have a few more daughters."

"Husband..."

Song Huaying was deeply moved, her heart almost melting.

When she first found out that she had given birth to a daughter, she was worried that her husband would despise her.

But unexpectedly, her husband didn't care at all whether it was a boy or a girl.

She felt that her husband must love her so much that he didn't care about the gender. Being able to marry such a husband was her good fortune accumulated over several lifetimes.

[You didn't despise your wife Song Huaying for giving birth to a daughter. Song Huaying is deeply moved. Relationship between husband and wife +1+3+1+4+5+2+0...]

[Your wife Song Huaying has given birth to a daughter, taking the first step in expanding the family. Reward: Sleep Aid Technique]

Chen An was presented with two prompt messages.

Before he could react, the content of the Sleep Aid Technique appeared in his mind out of thin air, and he instantly grasped it without any guidance.

[Sleep Aid Technique: Beginner (1/100)]

At the same time, he also understood the effect of the Sleep Aid Technique.

It could be used to make a target feel drowsy and help them quickly fall asleep.

So... was this used to put children to sleep?

But on second thought, in this dangerous cultivation world, compared to using it to put children to sleep, this Sleep Aid Technique seemed more suitable for killing enemies.

"Husband, what should we name the child?"

Song Huaying looked at her daughter in the swaddle, her eyes filled with love.

Regarding the issue of naming, the couple had discussed it since the day they found out about the pregnancy.

But they hadn't been able to decide on one.

Chen An looked at his exhausted young wife and thought for a moment before saying, "Let's call her Yuejian, Chen Yuejian."

"Your name is Huaying, which is the name of a medicinal herb. Naming our daughter Yuejian, which is also the name of a medicinal herb, would be a good match."

"Husband, I'm just an ordinary woman. It's not appropriate to use my name to name our daughter..."

"You are the child's mother, and the child is your daughter. There's nothing inappropriate about it."

"Husband..."

Song Huaying was deeply moved like never before.

Chen An's actions were precious in this society where feudal ideas prevailed.

[You used your wife Song Huaying's name as a reference to name your daughter Chen Yuejian. Relationship between husband and wife +1+3+1+4+5+2+0...]

[Name: Song Huaying]

[Attribute: Gratitude for a Drop of Water, Return a Spring]

[Relationship: 3 stars (520/2500)]

[Alchemy Experience Provided: 437]

[Goldfinger Proficiency Provided: 77]

Relationship level 3 stars!

Chen An was pleasantly surprised.

Because this meant that in the future, as long as he had in-depth communication with his young wife, he would gain 3 points of alchemy experience at once.

In that case, once his young wife's body recovered, he would be able to break through to the first-tier advanced level in alchemy on the same day.

The future looked promising!

On the other hand, Wen Zhiyun's fondness for Chen An continued to rise in her heart.

She found that Chen An was different from other men.

He didn't have a preference for sons over daughters.

He respected his wife very much.

Unlike some male cultivators she had seen before, who simply treated their mortal wives as playthings, some even went so far as to not spare their own daughters, they were worse than pigs and dogs.

Thinking about these things, Wen Zhiyun suddenly had an impulse.

An impulse to get closer to Chen An, to attract his attention, and to have a hormonal urge to talk to him.

"Hey, let me hold the child."

Wen Zhiyun walked up to Chen An and stopped, her tone not very polite.

Chen An refused, "I, as the father, haven't held enough yet. Why should you, an outsider, join in the fun?"

As soon as she heard the word "outsider," Wen Zhiyun became a little angry.

She glared at Chen An and questioned, "Who said I'm an outsider? I am the child's godmother! Moreover, I personally delivered this child. What's wrong with letting me hold her?"

"Husband, thanks to Sister Wen's help just now, the child was able to be born smoothly. Let her hold the child."

Song Huaying kindly persuaded.

Out of consideration for his young wife, Chen An cautiously handed the daughter to Wen Zhiyun, saying, "My daughter is very precious. Please be careful when holding her."

"Hmph, I can hold her more securely than you."

Wen Zhiyun proudly took the child, her face full of provocation.

Gu Xinyue, who was on the side, also wanted to hold the baby, but she was not good at expressing her emotions, so she could only watch.

Wen Zhiyun keenly noticed this.

After holding the child for a while, she handed the baby to Gu Xinyue.

Gu Xinyue looked at the baby in her arms, her face filled with joy and anticipation, looking forward to giving birth to such a cute and lovely child for her husband in the future.

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