I'm the Villain? But All the Heroines Are My Beloved Consorts!
Chapter 442

Praised as Fertile Land That Could Bear Triplets, the Northern Territory Princess Went Wild with Joy

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Gu Moran was just about to say something on her behalf when he heard the last two words, and his hand holding the teacup stopped halfway.

Even the game got stuck.

If the Mohist School possessed a diagram of reproductive mechanisms, this girl would probably have already dismantled it and shown it to them on the spot today.

Xie Wanqing's ears turned red, but she sat up even straighter than before, straightening her cuffs before looking up at Zhen Meili.

"Where is it stuck? Draw it out for me."

Zhen Meili, holding a handkerchief, was prepared for a heated debate, but upon hearing about drawing, she was momentarily speechless.

"How... how do I draw this?"

"You're skilled in mechanisms, and you explained it to me so clearly, even knowing where the card is. How could you not be able to draw it?"

Xie Wanqing pushed the blank sheet of paper over and personally placed a pen on it.

Zhen Meili paused for a moment, then reached out and pushed the note back.

"I was just saying you're thin, telling you to stop worrying about the prince all the time. Eat when you're hungry, sleep when you're tired, why are you taking it so seriously?"

Xie Wanqing pressed down on the corner of the paper and stopped teasing her.

"Alright, look at you, so confident. You really think you can give a detailed explanation for everyone?"

Zhen Meili finally found the subject and pointed at Su Yao with her handkerchief.

"That's natural."

"Look at this lady, she needs to take care of her health too."

When I came in, she was turning beads; when I left and came back, she was still turning beads. Even gears need oiling after running all day; can a person be more durable than iron?

Su Yao was just about to find the list of copper materials she needed when she heard this. She slowed down her flipping through the booklet and looked up to ask a question.

"Aren't you too idle?"

Zhen Meili moved closer to her and, seeing that the abacus was still there, simply covered half of it with a drawing.

"I'm just reminding you, if you deplete your energy and blood, and keep spinning like this all day, you'll eventually become a rusty gear."

Su Yao looked down at the rolled-up paper that was pressing down on her, then looked at Gu Moran.

Gu Moran immediately placed the teacup firmly.

"I find that statement reasonable." He reached out to Su Yao, emboldening Zhen Meili.

"From now on, after dinner, lock up all the account books, and Yaoyao, serve me diligently."

Su Yao pushed his hand away. "You should settle the accounts for those privately waived fees first, then you can save me trouble."

Gu Moran leaned back and casually picked up a candied fruit.

Well, there are risks involved in chiming in.

Zhen Meili became even more excited and turned to point at the secret report box next to Liu Ruyan.

"And you, when I went to the workshop to get copper wire last night, I passed by here and your light was still on."

"My arms are tired, your head is tired. The two of you sitting here, your faces are practically glowing from the charcoal fire, no wonder your gears are rusting."

Liu Ruyan glanced at the black ash that hadn't been wiped off the tip of her nose, then unfolded the handkerchief again and pointed it at her face.

"Clean yourself up first before you worry about others."

Zhen Meili wiped her face haphazardly with a handkerchief, but the black ash only stretched out. Yun Shuyue, holding her teacup, couldn't hold back any longer and laughed so hard she couldn't even drink the water.

Gu Moran watched as the group chatted back and forth, their earlier rhetoric about the eldest son, the crown prince, and the feelings of the outside world completely overshadowed.

This girl may have a rough tongue, but she didn't really have any bad intentions.

However, the way she speaks is really infuriating.

What a waste of such a beautiful face.

The moment the dialect is spoken, its sexuality becomes incredibly strong.

Is it possible that even in bed, dialects are spoken?

Is it a win or a loss?

Is it still going to be accepted or not?

Ha ha!

"Alright." Su Yao pulled the abacus out from under the drawings and put it back in the box.

"You've made all the ladies in our household sound like objects in need of repair."

Xie Wanqing raised her chin slightly towards Zhen Meili.

"After all this talk, you've finally picked out one that doesn't need fixing to show us."

Following her words, Gu Moran looked at the two people who had been standing by the door.

Lin Qingdai had already gripped her sword firmly. Noticing that everyone was looking over, she turned around and tried to lift the curtain to leave.

Murong Xue leaned against a pillar to one side, holding a knife in her hand, her face full of glee at watching the spectacle unfold.

"Don't go, are you afraid I'll see?"

Zhen Meili glanced back and forth between the two, a smirk playing on her lips, and pulled her sheepskin vest up a little.

"There are two good pieces of material standing here."

"Especially that white-haired girl!"

Murong Xue picked up the scabbard from beside the doorpost.

She had been waiting to see Lin Qingdai make a fool of herself, so why did this girl attack her first?

Just now, Shen Ling'er was discussed about her height, Xie Wanqing was told she was stuck, and Su Yao and Liu Ruyan became like rusty cogs.

When it's her turn, she'll probably have to pull out even the knots used to lasso horses on the grasslands.

It's okay to be embarrassed, but not more embarrassing than Lin Qingdai!

"You can just stand there and say it."

Murong Xue blocked Zhen Meili's path with her scabbard drawn, pointing to the side, "Don't apply the workshop's material inspection rules to me."

Zhen Meili stopped in front of the scabbard, but her gaze was not idle. She looked from the hand holding the knife all the way to the shoulder, and even stood on tiptoe to look in Lin Qingdai's direction.

"Both of you have good potential."

Lin Qingdai withdrew her hand from the curtain, clearly unable to tolerate such criticism. She gently brushed aside the blueprint tube Zhen Meili offered with her sword sheath. "Speak if you must, but keep your hand to yourself."

Upon hearing this, Murong Xue grinned.

Lin Qingdai usually acts so aloof, but today finally someone dares to swarm around her and pick on her.

But who knew?

Zhen Meili walked around the sword, then stood to Murong Xue's side, scrutinizing her shoulders and back, and nodded knowingly.

"Those who talk about wielding knives and whips all the time are different; standing here, their waist and legs are stable."

Murong Xue rolled her eyes.

"If you know that, then stay away. If the scabbard gets damaged, I won't pay for it."

"You can't hit me, my kung fu is better than yours, hahaha."

Zhen Meili walked past her side. Murong Xue was afraid that she would go around to her back and set up some trap, so she drew her knife and turned around to follow her on guard. But the girl was agile and came back to slap her on the outside of her thigh.

Even through the fabric, a crisp sound could be heard. Murong Xue had just gripped the hilt of the knife when her other hand gestured towards her waist and hips.

"Look at those legs, those hips! That's the solid foundation you get from training—that's top-quality land!"

Murong Xue couldn't bring herself to say the words "You're asking for a beating" that were on the tip of her tongue.

Good fields?

Is this a compliment?

She turned to look at Gu Moran, only to see that he was holding a teacup, but instead of drinking the tea, he raised the rim of the cup even higher, obscuring the lower half of his face.

Zhen Meili continued on the side.

"Shoulders can carry heavy loads, waist can support strong backs, and I'm not weak anywhere."

Where I'm from, even a matchmaker would have to make two extra trips to see this.

With that physique, giving birth would be as smooth as a hen laying an egg.

Shen Ling'er had already walked over, intending to stop her from continuing to use vulgar language, but Murong Xue spoke first.

"Really?"

The room was so quiet after those two words were asked that even the soft clinking of a medicine spoon against a bowl could be heard.

at this time.

Murong Xue realized something was wrong, quickly put the knife on the ground, and added a sentence.

"Where did you hear this nonsense? Who talks about taking an egg out of their baby during childbirth?"

When asked, Zhen Meili wasn't guilty at all; instead, she clapped her hands and said...

"I told you you have a good foundation, why aren't you happy about it?"

"Judging by this, she could handle having triplets in one pregnancy."

Three.

Murong Xue looked at the people sitting in the warm pavilion, her gaze falling on the copper coin box in front of Su Yao, and then moving to the booklet that Xie Wanqing had closed.

They were just discussing the eldest son, and every word they said revolved around Su Yao.

But when it comes to children, can you really just calculate it from scratch?

Xie Wanqing is good at managing a household, Liu Ruyan is good at laying secrets, and Su Yao can even track down debtors to their ancestral graves—she can't compare to them.

But in terms of physique and strength, who can surpass her?

Lin Qingdai's sword was indeed fast, but she was still a bit thinner than Lin Qingdai.

If the three boys landed at the same time and stood at the entrance of the Prince's mansion,

The one on the left calls out "Father," the one on the right calls out "Mother," and the one in the middle is carrying a small wooden knife...

Murong Xue pressed the hilt of the knife into her palm to keep herself from laughing in front of everyone.

Who says a princess from the Northern Territory can only marry as a concubine?

When Gu Moran truly reaches that position, the child she gives birth to will be the first one.

Why can't she sit in the position of Empress?

So what?

Once the Northern Territory has its troops ready, perhaps Gu Moran can be made a royal consort!

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