The Blessed

"The...interest...well..."

No one knew how long they had been staring at each other like that, the blood was already dripping along the corner of Ling Jingxuan’s mouth and then he slowly opened his mouth and pronounced those two words. Yan Shengrui didn’t even look at his injured hand. Afraid that the blood might soil him, he specially used the other hand to touch his face, “As long as you are happy. Sorry, I came back late.”

According to his original plan, he should have come back last month to accompany him for the delivery, who knows...Man proposes, but heaven disposes, in the most relaxed time while they were sending those captives back, they incredibly met Prince Longxie, the most valiant figure of the Nomads, then he only got back till now after getting seriously wounded. Fortunately he made it back before his delivery, otherwise, even if Ling Jingxuan didn’t punish him, he’d give himself two slaps.

"No, it’s just...um..."

As time passed by, the feeling of labor pains became more and more intense, the interval also became shorter and shorter, Ling Jingxuan grabbed his hand, with his eyes signaling him to stay, he did not want to look so fragile, but…it’s really painful, so painful that his lower body almost got numb!

Seeing him in such pains, Yan Shengrui grabbed his hand tightly, giving him power, meanwhile, he told him that he’d stay by his side. The unlatched door was suddenly pushed open, two child doctors came in one after the other holding a tray in their hands. When they saw Yan Shengrui, they were both stunned, with doubting flashing across their eyes. The next second, as they saw their hands holding together, they knew he should be their Master Sheng. It was really not their fault that they couldn’t recognize him in the first place, since now Yan Shengrui was wearing whiskers all over his face, except that pair of sharp peach blossom eyes, one couldn’t tell what he looked like now. Only Ling Jingxuan could recognize him on the first sight.

"Brother Shan, noodles are here."

After bowing to him, the two of them turned to Zhao Shan, with their eyes meaningfully turning to Yan Shengrui. Although they also learned medical skills from Ling Jingxuan, they were essentially different from Zhao Shan, since only Zhao Shan was Ling Jingxuan’s disciple, they were just some servants learning medial skills, so they dare not ask the master to make way.

“Hmm. Uncle Sheng, my shifu’s orifice hasn’t fully opened. I guess he won’t give birth until tonight or even tomorrow. We need to feed him some noodles to replenish his strength first. Let them bandage your hand first."

Nodding, Zhao Shan said those words as calm as possible. Previously, from Ling Jingxuan and Zeng Shaoqing's conversation, he and Ling Yun learned that his real identity, the legendary  valiant Prince Sheng, if it were not for a few months staying with Ling Jingxuan and having learned a lot of things, he might have had his legs softened now.

"Give it to me."

Yan Shengrui lightly glanced at the two child doctors, bent over to hold up Ling Jingxuan’s upper body, let him lean against his chest and then stretched out a hand. The child doctor hurriedly handed the noodles over, at the same time, Zhao Shan moved over to give Ling Jingxuan the acupuncture treatment to temporarily ease his pains, while Yan Shengrui was feeding Ling Jingxuan some food, Zhao Shan calmly commanded others to prepare things he needed next, even the scalpels, which belonged to Ling Jingxuan. A long time before, he had told that if he really couldn’t deliver the baby, he should do the laparotomy for him. Although Ling Jingxuan had taught him how to do it, like how to suture the wounds…he had no practical experience before, if possible, he really didn’t want to make it to that step.

"You said Shengrui is Prince Sheng? The legendary one?"

Outside, Ye Ruyun together with Yan Yi had locked those people in the warehouse. After learning Yan Shengrui’s identity, Ling Chenglong and his wife almost fainted on spot, if it weren't for Zhao&Han couple timely supporting them, they’d already lost their manner. Lady Wang who came to her sense dare not look at Ye Ruyun at all, so she could only turn to Ling Jingpeng with both nervousness and expectation.

"Hmm, Brother Sheng is the legendary Prince Sheng. This time he has rendered meritorious service at the borders and should have returned in triumph with the soldiers, but he left everything to Duke Zeng and hurried all the way back.”

Ling Jingpeng nodded, he could understand his parents’ shock, when he had first learnt it, wasn’t he the same reaction? But later, he thought it was nothing huge. He was still his Brother Rui, whether he was Prince Sheng or Yan Shengrui, as long as he still acknowledged it.

"Then our Jingxuan..."

Lady Wang really felt that she was going to pass out, a little stuttering. Ling Jingpeng smiled, saying with an affirmative tone, "Then my big brother is the first wife."

"Oh my god..."

Lady Wang stumbled in a very exaggerating way. Ye Ruyun took a big stride and held her, "Mom, are you all right?"

"Mom..."

Hearing that address, Lady Wang got even more dumbfounded, even Ling Chenglong scratched their heads and had no idea what was happening. Ling Jingpeng came forward and grasped Ye Ruyun’s hand and introduced embarrassedly, "Dad, mom, she is my fiancée Ye Ruyun, we have been engaged at the borders, Brother Rui presided it for us. Sorry, it’s supposed to be presided by both of you, but I…I really like Ruyun. Hope you can make us!”

Speaking of which, Ling Jingpeng knelt before them in front of everyone. Ye Ruyun looked at him and then Ling Chenglong and his wife, and then got down on one knee. Don't blame her not having no etiquettes, her job was leading the soldiers to fight the enemies. So she had never learned those things.

"What are you talking about? Ye…Ruyun, right? Get up quickly. Since Shengrui presided it, we have nothing to say. It’s just we feel sorry about you. As his parents, we weren’t there.”

Ling Chenglong and his wife got startled, and hurriedly held her up. Lady Wang then pulled Ye Ruyun's hand, as she touched the callus in her palm, she had some kind of indescribable feeling in the heart. As a general’s daughter, her hands were even coarse than hers. Should be a good kid.