The Sword Pavilion.
Inside the Thatched Hut, Jiang Liuli sat on the bed, concentrating on sewing a piece of undergarments in her hands.
Suddenly, her hand trembled, and her brows drew together slightly. She put down the needle in her right hand, then gently rested her hand on her greatly swollen belly and stroked it, murmuring, "Oh, you're making trouble again, you little rascal. You kicked your mother~~"
As her belly grew bigger day by day, Jiang Liuli's temperament had changed as well.
She did not want to inquire about anything concerning Huang Xiao, nor did she give it much thought.
She generally stayed inside the Thatched Hut, at most taking a stroll nearby.
Zhu Fanjiang and the other two occasionally gave her some guidance. Despite her swollen belly, Jiang Liuli had not fallen behind in strength; instead, she was progressing at tremendous speed.
At this point, she seemed to be improving even faster than before.
Jiang Liuli had wondered whether her strength was improving so quickly because she was pregnant.
"I wonder whether you're a boy or a girl," Jiang Liuli murmured. "I hope you're a boy. Girls are born to be bullied. You mustn't follow your mother's old path~~~"
In fact, with her strength, if she sensed carefully, she could more or less determine the sex of the child in her belly. But she did not want to know. She wanted to let nature take its course and wait until the moment of birth to learn whether it was a boy or a girl.
"Hmm?" Jiang Liuli's expression shifted, and she could not help looking outside. Since the door was closed, however, she could not see what was happening out there.
Leng Guhan appeared in front of the thatched huts. Sensing his arrival, Zhu Fanjiang and the other