Ye Qiu had needed only two days.
To make Shui Bing'er...
Even though Shui Bing'er's Martial Soul was the extremely formidable Ice Phoenix.
In the end.
Shui Bing'er lay face-down before Ye Qiu.
Collapsed beneath his gaze in the posture of a loser.
Clenching her teeth, sweat pouring down like rain.
After two days.
Ye Qiu understood that there was no need to rush such things.
He gently released the jade-like hand he had been holding tightly, allowing Shui Bing'er to lie down completely.
And rest properly.
Ye Qiu bent down gently, pressing against Shui Bing'er's delicate, smooth back.
He held her in his arms and covered her with a thin blanket.
Until late morning.
When Xue Wu and the other girls hurried off to wash up, change clothes, and buy supplements.
The bedroom remained utterly silent.
With Xue Wu and the others bustling about, everything that might be needed had already been prepared.
"Hai Rou! W-where did you buy baby clothes?"
Xue Wu was utterly astonished.
"It's not time for that yet, is it?!"
"Sister Xue Wu, you misunderstood. I knitted these for fun before."
Yu Hairou hurriedly explained.
No matter how foolish she was, she should still know about ten months of pregnancy, right?
Shen Liuyu softly called toward the courtyard outside.
"Seventh Sister, how is it? Is the ginseng soup ready yet?"
"Almost."
Shui Yue'er poked her head in through the doorway, made a gesture, then quickly withdrew again.
"Ah! Qingbo, this was prepared for Sister!"
"I was only tasting to see if it needed more salt."
Gu Qingbo argued.
Qiu Ruoshui's face was flushed red as she held the Tiger Penis in her hand and asked Xue Wu.
"Sister Xue Wu, does Ye Qiu really need this?"
"I-I don't know. Let's not stew that for now."