On the third day after the Netherworld Cult withdrew, Qingyun Town was bathed in a rare, tranquil morning light. The thatched cottage beside the ancient locust tree was now dilapidated and on the verge of collapsing. At Su Yao's suggestion, Lin Feng reluctantly abandoned the humble home that had accompanied him through his youth, and instead purchased a luxurious mansion right in the center of the marketplace. Of course, the idea of buying a grand residence had also been put forward by Su Yao, who went along with the Nangong Sisters to select and acquire it, since Lin Feng was hardly short of spiritual stones.
The council hall was filled with a faint fragrance of medicinal herbs. Nángōng Yǐngyuè was holding a porcelain bowl and sipping her porridge when her expression suddenly shifted. Covering her mouth, she rushed toward the doors outside. The teacup in Su Yao's hand shattered onto the floor with a clatter, and Zhang Yujie hurriedly stood up to support the pale-faced Nángōng Yǐngyuè, who was now leaning against a pillar, retching uncontrollably with beads of fine sweat breaking out on her forehead.
"This symptom..." Su Yao's brows locked tightly as she exchanged a glance with Zhang Yujie, a suspicion already taking root in her heart. Su Yao pressed her fingers against Nángōng Yǐngyuè's pulse; surprise flashed across her face before giving way to a bright smile. "Brother Feng, Sister Yingyue is pregnant!" Before she met Lin Feng, she had been a skilled apothecary who had s…
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