Chapter 284

Chapter 284: Going Home to Meet My Child!

Duanmu Rong’s belongings were simple; she only brought a few changes of clothes.
As she carried her package onto the ship, she glanced back at the thatched cottage.

Her gaze swept over the lush herbs.

A brief flash of reluctance crossed her eyes.

The boat drifted on the lake, smoothly heading towards the shore.

As soon as it docked, the Snow Maiden nimbly jumped off like a snow rabbit.

“Hey, why is there an extra horse-drawn carriage here? Is it to see you?”

Looking at the additional carriage behind the one she had come in, the Snow Maiden turned back and asked Duanmu Rong.

The most reasonable explanation would indeed be that it was here for her medical consultation.

Li Mo stepped forward and smiled, “Don’t look; I had someone prepare it for Miss Duanmu.”

Although his own carriage was spacious, seating four or five people would still make it feel cramped.

If that were the case, he wouldn’t be able to lie on Fei Yan’s lap enjoying the Moon Goddess’s massage.

Duanmu Rong opened her mouth, wanting to ask something.

But the words almost made it to her lips before she swallowed them back.

Carrying her own bundle, she hopped into the carriage at the back.

The Snow Maiden looked at Li Mo with curious eyes and pointed towards Duanmu Rong’s back.

She softly asked Li Mo, “Do you know she would return with you to the Qin State?”

Li Mo shook his head and replied, “I don’t know.”

The Snow Maiden’s eyes widened slightly, displaying a look of disbelief, “You don’t know you prepared a carriage for her?”

Li Mo chuckled, “That’s called being prepared. Come on, will you ride with me or go with Miss Duanmu?”

The Snow Maiden looked at the two horse-drawn carriages, feeling a bit conflicted.

Then she walked over to Duanmu Rong.

“I’ll go with Sister Rong.”

The eyes of the Yin-Yang School’s Moon Goddess had been giving her a chilling feeling the entire journey, as if she had stolen something from her, making her feel uneasy.

It’s much more comfortable being with Duanmu Rong.

The Yan State borders the Zhao State, and this time they just needed to pass through Zhao.

The war in Zhao State had completely ended.

On each city, the flags of the Qin State were raised.

Contrary to the imagined scene of corpses all over the ground,

apart from the visible scars left by the war, the lives of the common people seemed to be just as usual.

The purpose of war is for land and people.

As long as these Zhao citizens do not raise their flags against Qin, the Qin State would not make things difficult for them.

After a journey of stops and starts, it took more than twenty days to finally return to Xianyang.

After arranging for the Snow Maiden and Duanmu Rong, Li Mo hurried back to his main courtyard.

Jing Ni was sitting by the loft window.

The window was open, and the autumn afternoon sunlight fell on her, casting a soft halo around her.

She held a needle and thread in her hands, carefully sewing small clothes for the upcoming baby.

Her exquisite face bore a gentle smile, sweet and happy.

Having set aside the affairs of the Luo Network, Jing Ni spent her days nurturing the baby.

Moreover, she had been eating plenty of nutritious foods, and over the past three or four months, her body had become a little fuller than before.

Her long hair was styled into a simple and refreshing bun, making her look more mature and charming.

Her abdomen had already started to slightly bulge.

There was a maternal charm radiating from her entire being.

“Why are you sewing by yourself? Let the servants handle this,” Li Mo said gently as he walked over and squatted down beside her legs.

Next to Jing Ni was a bamboo basket containing several already sewn small clothes.

He casually picked one up and felt it in his hands.

The material was of high quality, with a very delicate and skin-friendly texture.

The clothing was also sewn tightly.

It seemed that even with a sword in hand, Jing Ni was adept with a needle and thread.

“Anyway, since I’m free, I want my own child to wear what I’ve made with my own hands.”

Jing Ni put down the needle and thread in her hand.

She looked down at Li Mo, who had just returned, her slender jade fingers gently caressing his cheek.

She softly asked, “How is Fei Yan doing?”

“She’s fine; how many people in this world can hurt her?”

Li Mo put down his clothes and picked up a pair of exquisite embroidered shoes.

The shoes were no bigger than his palm, with a tiger’s head embroidered on them.

“Why are they for a boy?”

He scratched the tiger’s head on the shoe with his nail and suddenly murmured.

Jing Ni couldn’t help but chuckle, “What does it matter whether a newly born child wears boys’ or girls’ clothes? It sounds like you don’t want a boy?”

“No, how could that be? As long as it’s our child, whether boy or girl, I’ll like it.”

Li Mo knew he had let something slip and tried to cover it up.

“I just think a son would be better, that way the Li family will have descendants.”

Jing Ni could easily tell he was contradicting himself.

It seemed like the couple had differently opinions on one matter for the first time.

That was, Jing Ni wanted to give Li Mo a son to inherit the family business.

But Li Mo was thinking about having a daughter.

“Let me feel it; is it moving?”

Li Mo changed the subject, carefully placing his hand over Jing Ni’s slightly bulging belly.

With so many women of his own, why worry about not having descendants in the future?

At worst, they could have a few more, or even a whole bunch!

“Sometimes it moves at night; it should be sleeping now.”

Jing Ni looked down at Li Mo with his ear pressed against her belly, her lips curving into a faint smile.

She found it somewhat amusing in her heart.

No matter whether the child inside is a boy or a girl, they are both her and his child.

What difference does it make?

Li Mo listened for a while; the little one inside was very quiet.

“By the way, I brought two people back this time; they’re temporarily staying with us.”

Li Mo picked up Jing Ni and stood up, sitting down on a chair himself, then placing Jing Ni on his lap.

Jing Ni leaned against his chest and softly hummed.

Then she asked, “Are they women?”

Li Mo smiled and said, “One is the head of the Feixue Pavilion in Yan State, preparing to relocate the Feixue Pavilion to Qin State.”

“I’ll have Sister Zi help her find a good marketplace in Xianyang.”

“And the other one is specifically requested for you.”

Jing Ni raised her head, looking up at him, “For me?”

“Yes, look at how big your belly is, we need to have a skilled doctor at home to ease my mind.”

He skillfully lifted the hem of Jing Ni’s skirt and reached in to touch her small belly.

Jing Ni trembled slightly, squinting her eyes as she bit her lip.

She stammered, “It’s… it’s still early, ten months of pregnancy… um~ I still have three to four months before giving birth.”

“Then we need to prepare early, and I don’t trust those quacks, this one is more reliable.”

Li Mo said as he felt the small life inside Jing Ni’s belly.

“Um… that makes sense, my husband is thoughtful… um, considerate.”

Jing Ni bit her lips tighter, suddenly raising her hand to press his hand down through her clothes.

With her cheeks slightly flushed, she looked at him, her gaze seemingly rippling with emotions.

Li Mo asked in confusion, “What’s wrong, my lady?”

Jing Ni gently gasped for breath, her face shy.

Her eyes darted around, trying to find a place to settle.

Then she pulled his hand out and stood up to close the window.

Li Mo was baffled.

What was going on with his lady?

“Come here.”

Jing Ni pulled him up from the chair and walked towards the bed.

But she refused to say what was wrong.

It wasn’t until she had him sit on the bed and pulled down the curtain that she blushed and whispered, “Does my husband want to see our baby?”