northernbook Chapter 312 Hello Baby
Chapter 312 Hello Baby
Fan Qingyin and Moya arrived quickly, but Jiang Yu was much tougher on them. After they met, she unequivocally kicked them out of the room.
Fan Qingyin sat in the chair as usual, pretending to be a statue, staring blankly at the flames in the fireplace. But upon closer inspection, one could see that his body was very tense, and his fingertips seemed to have turned white from the exertion.
Moya was pacing around anxiously. Damn it, even though he knew there was no danger, he couldn't help but feel nervous and worried.
"I told you we should find a way to take Jiangjiang back to the seabed to give birth." The seabed is his territory. He can transform into his true form to closely guard Jiangjiang's birthing process and find ways to minimize her pain.
“Let’s talk about it when you become a father,” Fan Qingyin said bluntly. “Going to the bottom of the sea might reveal your hidden power, but Xiaoyu will not agree to you abusing your power like that.”
"Tsk, what a hassle," Moya said impatiently.
“The divine light has disappeared. Guess who is the most eye-catching existence in the world now?” Fan Qingyin had to remind him. “For your own sake, for Xiaoyu’s sake, if I were you, I would be more cautious. Don’t let some unseen force settle old scores with you and use you as a sacrifice to the heavens.”
"You!" Moya gritted his teeth. Although he knew the messenger was right, it just didn't sit well with him.
“You should know better than me that when God left, the world faced more than just a shortage of resources. The fact that Xiaoyu and the others were able to get here, and that you and Shenguang were able to survive, shows that both loopholes and cracks existed at the same time.”
Fan Qingyin's eyes held a gloomy and thoughtful expression: "We have joined forces to sacrifice the divine light, temporarily making up for the world's resource scarcity, but no one knows what the relationship is between the altar and the rift."
"Xiao Yu can actually use conditions from another world to make a deal with the altar. This is beyond our comprehension, isn't it?"
Seeing Fan Qingyin's solemn expression, Mo Ya also fell silent for once. After a moment, he said helplessly, "But this is something that neither you nor I can solve. You are incredibly intelligent, almost like a demon, but even with my strength, we cannot shake the foundation of the world."
“This is a question of the very origin of the world, and neither you nor I can change it,” Moa sighed. “Unless a true god descends.”
"Heh." Fan Qingyin sneered, "If you are still a selfish god who treats life like dirt, then we're better off without you."
Moya gave Fan Qingyin a deep look and agreed, "I'll listen to you. For Jiang Jiang's sake, I'll restrain myself."
"Want to guess whether Lin Yi's child is a boy or a girl?" Fan Qingyin put those annoying things out of her mind and turned to bring up some happy things.
He had no good feelings towards Lin Yi's child before, but in the process of taking care of Xiao Yu, he actually developed feelings for the unborn child through daily contact and interaction.
I don't know if it will be a boy or a girl.
"Lin Yi really got off easy." Moya was very unhappy. "The first child is definitely different for the mother."
"It's all predestined." Fan Qingyin didn't care about these things; children also have their own destiny.
Some are born to be the apple of their parents' and family's eye, while others, despite having all the advantages, are not loved.
No matter how hard Xiaoyu tries to treat all children equally, she will inevitably have a favorite child.
It's all fate.
"I guess it's a boy, otherwise Lin Yi's family traditions won't be passed down." Moya thought for a moment, "It would be great if he had black hair like Jiang Jiang, that would be much more endearing."
Jiang Yu's labor progressed quickly, leaving them little time for tension and speculation.
When Jiang Yu weakly opened her eyes while holding her youngest daughter, she was met with three bewildered faces.
Lin Yi was completely dumbfounded; he never dreamed that his child would be a daughter.
The birth of his first child was already a dream come true, but to directly give birth to a female offspring was something he wouldn't even dare to fantasize about when he was drunk.
Fan Qingyin raised an eyebrow, also impressed by Lin Yi's good luck, but she couldn't bring herself to offer her congratulations.
Moya was blatantly jealous. It's true what they say, fools have all the luck. Lin Yi is such an idiot, he really wants to punch him.
The sight of three handsome faces standing in a row, looking blank and silly, was quite amusing, making Jiang Yu unable to suppress a smile.
She gently handed the baby out: "Doesn't anyone want to hold the baby?"
Fan Qingyin and Mo Ya wouldn't dare to compete with Lin Yi at this moment. After regaining his senses, Lin Yi swallowed hard, his outstretched hand trembling uncontrollably.
This is much more difficult than wielding a sword to kill enemies.
The newborn baby seemed to be only slightly larger than his hand, and was so soft that it felt like it had no bones. He held it in his hands and didn't dare to move it.
"Yi, you look like a fruit thief." Jiang Yu twitched the corner of her mouth and couldn't help but laugh at him when she saw his cautious appearance.
Just as Lin Yi was recovering from the ecstatic daze, he was plunged into the helplessness of fearing that he might hurt his precious darling.
"Xiao Yu..." he pleaded with his wife, then looked at the doctor beside him, begging him to teach him again, he was so scared.
"General, it will be uncomfortable for you to hold the young lady like this." The doctor was also flustered. How could the young lady be in the general's arms in the blink of an eye? The madam is really carefree. How could she be so at ease?
As if in agreement, the baby, who had been quietly keeping his eyes closed, suddenly burst into tears. The sound was deafening, and it was clear that the baby had a strong physique.
Lin Yi's hands trembled even more violently, and he was on the verge of tears: "Why is this child crying... Darling, don't cry, I'm your father..."
"Do you think she can understand now?" Jiang Yu was not flustered at all. She calmly watched the chaos in front of her and found the interaction between father and daughter quite interesting.
Fan Qingyin couldn't bear to watch any longer and reached out to take the child from her: "Let me do it."
He carefully held the child against his chest, and his specially changed softest clothes came in handy. The baby seemed very satisfied with his new embrace.
Strangely enough, the baby stopped crying in Fan Qingyin's arms in no time, whimpered twice, and fell asleep again.
At this moment, a surge of affection and tenderness welled up in Fan Qingyin's heart.
He looked down and saw that the child's thick blond hair was clearly inherited from his father. Even as a newborn, the short blond hair was as dazzling as flowing golden sunlight.
Her facial features also resembled Lin Yi's, while the delicate beauty in her eyes and the full shape of her lips were like Xiao Yu's.
But compared to her father, Lin Yi, she seems to be more dependent on herself.
Fan Qingyin smiled with delight. He gently tapped his daughter's forehead, and a radiant glow floated into her forehead and disappeared.
"May you be safe and well, my child."