Chapter 235: Chapter 104: Response 1, 2 (Major Chapter)

Who hasn’t done something absurd?

However, Li Xuan felt his own absurdity had no limits.

After several days of such absurdity, he rubbed his forehead in distress and then swore with a bitter smile, "I can’t keep doing this, what is this anyway? Is there anyone else in the world like me?"

Nonetheless, in these few days, all the frustration in his heart was swept away.

In the universe, yin and yang follow each other, nurturing all things; this is the normal law, solitary yang does not live, solitary yin cannot grow...

Li Xuan believed he must quickly find a way to control the fire poison and settle his spirit.

He missed his wife dearly, both in body and soul.

Yet if he appeared before his wife in this manner, whether Sister Yuan or the Little Princess, it would be a certainty they would die—either burned by the fire poison or killed by the extreme pleasure unintentionally revealed by his spirit.

Grumble...

Grumble grumble grumble...

Just then, his stomach emitted a dramatic rumbling, reminding him it was time to eat. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

A single meal must feed one hundred fifty people.

Luckily, Master Jing Miao from Xinci Temple would earnestly prepare meals for him, but Master Jing Miao was stubbornly unwilling to prepare any meat and wine, servicing only vegetarian meals.

However, Red Flower Mountain was rich with beasts, and Li Xuan only had to lay down anywhere, take a nap, and the illusion skill would have the fake people prepare the "large chunks of braised meat."

When the aroma of braised meat wafted into the air, Li Xuan would instinctively get up with a craving and start eating.

As he ate, he found it amusing.

He imagined if he were Prince Qing, then... in his impression as Prince Qing, the Demon Buddha must be a terrifying entity.

But it seems, even the most terrifying entities must eat, drink, excrete, and sleep.

Especially eating...

There’s no escaping it.

...

...

"The young lady can really eat."

"Eating well is a good thing."

In Prince Qing’s Mansion, maids whispered and laughed.

"Xiaojing, eat slowly, no one is going to take it from you, it’s all yours." A gentle warmth almost overflowed from Zhao Qingxue’s eyes as she watched the infant in swaddling clothes earnestly consuming food, feeling soothed and delighted.

However, as she watched, she suddenly turned and asked, "Shi He, do you think it’s normal for a month-old infant to be drinking porridge? And drinking so much at once?"

Her tone held some uncertainty, just feeling it was not quite appropriate.

What could Shi He say?

She whispered, "Madam, ordinary infants take half a year before they drink porridge, and even then, just a tiny bit at a time..."

Zhao Qingxue fearfully looked at her daughter, suddenly shifting the porridge bowl away, and softly said, "No more drinking, okay?"

However, the infant’s hands reached forward, muttering "Ah ba ah ba."

Bang.

Zhao Qingxue placed the porridge bowl far away, and the infant sniffled, wailing loudly.

Everyone tried to console her for ages, hugging, rocking, piggybacking, making silly faces, but to no avail.

Until the porridge bowl was put back in front of the infant, only then did she stop crying, reaching her tender little hands, eating mouthful after mouthful.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Zhao Qingxue was at a loss, after a long while, she pondered, "Xiaojing isn’t sick, is she?"

...

Seeking doctors in Prince Qing’s Mansion was quick.

Soon, a succession of famous doctors arrived to examine the little Commandery Princess.

But without exception, every doctor ended their examination, shaking their heads, saying "The Commandery Princess is healthy, without any ailment."

This was confirmed within two days.

Because, one morning, Xiaojing suddenly started walking on her own.

However, being a mother, Zhao Qingxue had thoroughly supplemented "a mother’s necessary knowledge," so she knew "walking at just over a month old is indeed unusual."

So many more famous doctors arrived to examine Xiaojing, only to arrive at the same conclusion.

Zhao Qingxue felt both concerned and puzzled, but seeing her daughter growing healthy and eating so much, she felt somewhat reassured.

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...

Li Xuan constantly kept an eye on his daughter, not forgetting to send letters home.

In his letters, he simply stated: The stabilization of the three demon forms is exceedingly difficult; perhaps it requires more time.

He could make his handwriting seem chaotic, revealing his current irritation.

Of course, it wasn’t him who wrote the letters, but the illusion skill’s fake people.

If he wished to write a letter using human paper and brush, he would have to concentrate entirely, sealing himself so as to not let even a hint of aura escape.

Sister Yuan, on the other hand, responded earnestly, describing "scenarios he had long seen," reassuring him not to worry, yet never mentioning the fetus in her womb.

Tian Yuan listened daily to the laughter from the eastern residence, watching the busy doctors, and as she caressed her increasingly large belly, she felt a little at a loss.

Twelve months into pregnancy...

Autumn passes, winter comes.

During the season of falling snow, Tian Yuan’s long wait finally bore fruit.

That day, she lay on the couch, legs spread wide.

She had already written her will, and left numerous letters, asking her mother-in-law and Zhao Qingxue to slightly modify them before returning them to Li Xuan, to prevent him from knowing of her death and potentially affecting his cultivation.

With such a large child, she felt a difficult labor was inevitable.

But she prepared to give it a try; if truly dire, she would ask to "save the child."

Tian Yuan was ready to say farewell to the world.

But, where was this place?

This was Cyan Wood Province.

The Buddha of Cyan Wood Province was far away, but personally blessed her.

For a small wish like "smooth delivery," the Incense Fire Divine Realm accomplished it very swiftly.

Tian Yuan herself could not believe she could have such a light and breezy childbirth.

But soon, another problem arose.