Novel Bin
Chapter 529: 529 I'm Pregnant
Chapter 529: Chapter 529 I’m Pregnant
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As Yang Qingye actually dared to call Luo Ziling “brother-in-law” right to his face, Yang Qingyin was immediately infuriated with embarrassment: “Yang Qingye, what nonsense are you spouting?”
“Brother-in-law, save me,” seeing Yang Qingyin looking like she was about to explode, Yang Qingye got scared and quickly hid behind Luo Ziling, “My sister is going to use violence.”
“Alright, let’s go in. We’re going to become the butt of jokes if someone sees us,” Luo Ziling grabbed Yang Qingyin’s hand, pointing at the onlookers nearby, “From the looks of it, Qingye must be a popular figure at school.”
“Of course,” Yang Qingye immediately felt proud: “I’m just like brother-in-law, they rated me the most coveted school hunk in school too!”
“Yang Qingye, if you keep calling out nonsense, we’ll leave right now.” Hearing Yang Qingye relentlessly calling “brother-in-law,” Yang Qingyin was still very annoyed, itching to rush over and kick Yang Qingye a few times.
“Then what should I call you?” Yang Qingye looked genuinely innocent, “Ziling really is my brother-in-law, right, brother-in-law?”
But as time passed, the situation gradually started to feel somewhat off.
For they gradually discovered
that there was always a young man on the battlefield, dressed in a yellow monk robe, clutching a string of Buddha beads that were yellow with a tinge of dark red,
who was madly slaughtering the leaders of the Qingcheng Prefecture side.
Besides the young man in the yellow monk robe,
there were also about a hundred heavily armored cavalrymen on the battlefield, riding black Mo Yu unicorns.
Their cultivation ranged from Skin Refinement Perfection to Bone Refinement Perfection,
and even a few were at the Viscera Refinement Initial Stage.
They were like death gods, rampantly butchering the Qingcheng Prefecture’s army on this section of the battlefield.
And regarding the strangely-dressed monk,
and the heavily armored cavalry made up of cultivators with an ominous aura,
the Qingcheng Prefecture side had no means of countering them.
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“General, something has gone wrong…”
On the Qingcheng Prefecture side,
in the central command of the more than nine hundred thousand-strong army,
stood Ao Ding, donned in dark red armor, over two meters tall and extremely robust in stature.
At the moment, he stood in silence,
with the high-ranking generals of this Qingcheng Prefecture army behind him.
“General, a strange monk has suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and, and…”
“A hundred cavalry clad in dark armor riding black horses.”
“They are crazily slaughtering our troops.”
“Heads rolling everywhere, corpses strewn across the fields…”
“Our vanguard is about to falter…”
In front of Ao Ding,
a soldier conveying the message
kneeled on one knee, head slightly bowed, quietly speaking with an anxious expression.
“A monk?”
“And a hundred heavily armored cavalrymen?”
Hearing these words, Ao Ding’s brow slightly furrowed.
As for the monk, let’s set him aside for a moment.
“Sister, brother-in-law, let’s go have dinner first, let’s head to the small cafeteria for a stir-fry, the other cafeterias are too crowded,” after suggesting to go eat, Yang Qingye spoke earnestly to Luo Ziling, “The stir-fried dishes in our small cafeteria taste quite good. Sister, you’ve never tried them before, have you? Today I’ll take you both to taste them, and if you find them delicious, we can come here often.”
Luo Ziling naturally had no objections, and Yang Qingyin didn’t oppose it either.
Thus, the three of them walked toward the small cafeteria together.
Yang Qingye truly was a high-profile figure; most of the students they encountered along the way paid him their attention.
Especially the female students, who all paused in their steps to watch him, some took out their phones to take photographs, while others enthusiastically greeted him.
But Yang Qingye didn’t pay them any attention, just kept talking with Yang Qingyin and Luo Ziling.
After some small talk, Yang Qingye earnestly requested, “Brother-in-law, my sister told me you’re great at playing the flute and the xiao, I’m also fond of playing the flute, and tonight I’ll be performing a flute solo, you have to give me some tips.”
“Uh, I dare not claim to advise you,” Luo Ziling humbly said: “I haven’t formally studied it, just occasionally play for my own amusement when the mood strikes me. Since I came to school, I’ve rarely had the chance to play.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
It was true, after coming to school, Luo Ziling had really not practiced the flute much, firstly due to lack of time, and secondly, because it wasn’t very convenient—after all, there were too many people in the communal dormitory, and many would find it annoying. Moreover, playing a musical instrument requires a quiet place to really feel immersed.
“Anyway, my sister is more talented than me, and you’re more talented than her, so you can definitely be my teacher,” Yang Qingye shamelessly smiled, “Later you have to show us your skills and give me a surprise.”
Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingye, then at Yang Qingyin, and finally did not object: “Let’s talk about it later.”
After the three arrived at the small cafeteria specializing in stir-fried dishes, Yang Qingye led them into a private booth.
On the table in the booth, two piping hot dishes were already placed there.
Before coming to meet Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin, Yang Qingye had already ordered the dishes and reserved a booth at the cafeteria.
Seeing that the dishes were ready, he hurriedly invited Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin to sit down.
While the three were eating and talking, the door of the booth was gently knocked, and a cafeteria worker brought in a dish.
But to everyone’s surprise, a beautiful girl followed behind.
Luo Ziling felt this woman seemed familiar. After taking a closer look, he recognized her—it was the girl who was with Yang Qingye the first time they met.
The girl stood at the door looking a bit embarrassed. After the cafeteria worker who served the dish left, she timidly said, “Qingye, I saw you guys coming this way, so I…”
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Seeing Yang Qingyin’s unfriendly gaze, Yang Qingye had no choice but to awkwardly introduce, “Sis, she is Jiang Xiaojin, whom we’ve met once before.”
Jiang Xiaojin appeared very restrained, not daring to say anything, nor daring to come over.
“Let’s have dinner together,” Yang Qingyin took the initiative to invite Jiang Xiaojin, and pointed to the spot beside Yang Qingye.
Jiang Xiaojin still hesitated, her eyes glancing at Yang Qingye.
“Since you’re here, let’s eat together,” Yang Qingye also had to speak up.
Jiang Xiaojin then sat down beside Yang Qingye, very reserved.
The arrival of Jiang Xiaojin made the atmosphere at the dinner table awkward.
Luo Ziling, however, didn’t seem to mind much; he was hungry and ate earnestly.
Yang Qingye and Yang Qingyin both seemed quite gloomy, especially Yang Qingye, who hardly spoke at all and just focused on eating.
After eating a few bites, Jiang Xiaojin put her chopsticks down. She was the most nervous and awkward of all.
“Did you need something from me today?” Yang Qingye finally asked, sounding dejected.
He and Jiang Xiaojin had broken up, and they hadn’t been together for nearly a month, so he was quite surprised that Jiang Xiaojin would come to see him today.
Jiang Xiaojin looked at Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin, whose true faces she couldn’t recognize, then at Yang Qingye, looking very hesitant.
“If there’s something, just say it,” Yang Qingyin, sympathetic as a woman toward Jiang Xiaojin who seemed quite delicate, encouraged her.
“I… am pregnant,” Jiang Xiaojin hesitated but finally let the news out, “I went to the hospital for a checkup yesterday, and the doctor confirmed that I am indeed pregnant. I didn’t know what to do, so I came to you.”
“What?” Yang Qingye was so scared that he turned pale.
Yes, he turned pale.
His face was as delicate as a girl’s; if he had long hair, dressed in women’s clothing, and padded his chest, everyone would believe he was a pretty girl.
Yang Qingyin also changed color, glancing at Jiang Xiaojin and then at the greatly disturbed Yang Qingye, her face full of anger.
Jiang Xiaojin no longer dared to say anything nor did she continue eating, just sitting there with her head down, looking very tense.
“Give me your hand,” Luo Ziling extended his hand to Jiang Xiaojin.
Jiang Xiaojin, not knowing what to do, looked at Luo Ziling and ultimately reached out her hand.
After checking Jiang Xiaojin’s pulse, Luo Ziling nodded slightly towards Yang Qingyin.
She was indeed pregnant, as the pulse had changed.
“What do you plan to do?” Although Yang Qingyin felt like picking up Yang Qingye and giving him a beating, she still managed to ask Jiang Xiaojin calmly in the face of the situation.
Jiang Xiaojin looked up at Yang Qingyin, then at Yang Qingye, still very nervous, wanting to say something but not daring.