"Xiu Yi, are you saying... you're pregnant?"
His voice was filled with wild joy and disbelief. The man raised his hand, then drew it back, seemingly not knowing where to put it. There was even a trace of embarrassment on his face.
His hands were large, covered in scars and calluses. One glance was enough to tell that he was a rough martial man, yet at this moment, he was being unusually careful.
"Oh? So now you know not to mention political marriages?"
The woman raised her head. Her fine hair swayed with the movement, revealing a pretty face ninety percent similar to Xun'er's. She smiled faintly. "Gu Yuan, I remember that when you, the great Clan Leader, first learned that you were going to marry me, you were a hundred times unwilling. You even ran off to fool around with those two good-for-nothing friends of yours from the Soul Clan and Xiao Clan."
"Heh heh, how could that be?"
At her words, Gu Yuan's rugged face turned bitter. He could only laugh awkwardly. "I'm already the Clan Leader. What good-for-nothing friends could I possibly have? At most, they're drinking buddies. We're not that close."
"Drinking buddies aren't friends?"
Gu Xiuyi's eyes were teasing, but her lovely face showed a hint of disdain. She clearly knew all too well how men liked to talk.
She was no delicate flower raised in a greenhouse. On the contrary, as the head of the Elder Council, no one in the world knew Gu Yuan's every move better than she did.
"Wouldn't it be more accurate to say that even drinking buddies are more to your liking than I am? This wife you married for an alliance probably holds an even lower place in your heart, doesn't she?"
"..."
Gu Yuan, who had always