The Yin-Yang Tunes of Transmigrating Books

Ever since waking up that day, Han Jing has not been praying for Chi Ling not to win the lottery.

Chi Ling didn't seem to care whether she was pregnant or not, and slept peacefully in Han Jing's arms like a docile cat at night.

The warm and fragrant soft jade is in her arms, but Han Jing can only look at it, not eat it.Keeping the etiquette is even better than Liu Xiahui, the famous gentleman who sits still.

One day, at the dinner table, Han Jing saw that Chi Ling ate very little, so she picked up some of the dishes she usually likes to eat.

"Ling'er, these are all things you like to eat, why don't you eat more?" Han Jing asked worriedly looking at Chi Ling who only took a bite of the food in the bowl and then put down her chopsticks and stopped eating.

"I have no appetite, I can't eat any more." Chi Ling shook her head, covering her chest with one hand, her face was a little tired.

"Is there something wrong with your body? I'll bring Feng Ximing here to show you!" Without saying a word, Han Jing put down his bowl and chopsticks and ran out to call Feng Ximing.

"...Child, is that you?" Facing the empty room, Chi Ling's palm covering her chest slowly moved down, pressed lightly on her abdomen, and sighed softly.

Han Jing ran for several miles before finding Feng Ximing, who likes to gather herbs and dig bugs everywhere, and regardless of her own embarrassment, Han Jing stared at her panting, "... Phew, Ling'er's body...is not in good health. Comfortable, you... Huh, come back with me and have a look... Huh."

"What are the specific symptoms?" Feng Ximing was quite calm, and was still in the mood to ask about the symptoms.

"Hoo hoo...don't ask so many questions... hoo, you'll know when you go back!" Han Jing grabbed Feng Ximing's sleeve and ran back.

"Hey! I haven't taken my medicine basket yet!"

"Hoo hoo... After helping Ling'er see her illness, it won't be too late for you to come back and get it!"

"..."

Not being able to see Chi Ling at the dinner table, Han Jing was so anxious that he almost lost his previous sense of control.

"Ling'er?! Ling'er, where are you?!"

"Stop howling, my old man's ears are almost deafened by you!"

Feng Ximing jumped up and slapped Han Jing hard.

"Xiao Jing, I'm here." Chi Ling's voice came from the room with the door behind it.

"I found Feng Ximing for you!" Han Jing pushed the door open, and Feng Ximing followed behind him into the room.

"Quickly show Ling'er what's going on with her?" Han Jing stepped aside and urged repeatedly, his eyes hadn't left Chi Ling's body since entering the room.

"Stretch out your hand." Feng Ximing first looked at Chi Ling's face, and then ordered with a calm expression.

Chi Ling stretched out her wrist as she said, so that Feng Ximing could feel her pulse.

Feng Ximing put three fingers together on Chi Ling's wrist, and after a while, smiled slightly, "Congratulations, both of you."

"Feng Ximing, please speak clearly, Ling'er can't even eat, and you still congratulate me?!" Han Jing almost jumped up and grabbed Feng Ximing by the collar and asked loudly what pulse she had diagnosed.

"...Thank you, Uncle." On the other hand, Chi Ling, who was on the side, was much calmer. She just thanked Han Jing and waved to Han Jing, motioning for her to go over and talk.

Han Jing gave Feng Ximing a hard look, but the other party returned her with a meaningful smile.Han Jing snorted, and obediently walked to Chi Ling's side.

"Ling'er, why are you thanking her?" Han Jing felt bad when he saw Feng Ximing's calculating smile.

Chi Ling took Han Jing's hand, and when she was wondering, she pressed her hand on her lower abdomen, "Here, we have our child."

"What kind of child, don't be kidding, we are all women, how can you have a child... No way!" At the end, Han Jing looked at her palm on Chi Ling's abdomen in disbelief .

She could even clearly feel that there was something unusual about Chi Ling's originally flat lower abdomen, that is, it was a little more protruding than before.

"It's official. Congratulations to the two of you for having your own child. Also, please don't forget the deal between us."

"...Are you kidding me, I won't let you get what you want!" Han Jing gritted her teeth and was about to pounce on Feng Ximing not far away. If Chi Ling hadn't been holding her hand, It is estimated that it has rushed out by now.

"Little Jing, don't be impulsive." Chi Ling squeezed Han Jing's palm, softly soothing her excited emotions.

"Senior Nephew Chi Ling is more knowledgeable, so I won't bother you, wife and husband, to be alone." Feng Ximing smiled happily, and left the room of the two of them knowingly.

When Feng Ximing walked away, Han Jing said anxiously, "Ling'er, this child... we don't want it!"

"Shh, don't talk, you're arguing with her."

"... Ling'er."

"Xiao Jing, feel it, she's still moving." Chi Ling didn't answer Han Jing's words, but just held Han Jing's hand and led her to feel the movement of the child in her belly.

"This child... sooner or later..." Feng Ximing will take it as a sacrifice... Han Jing couldn't bear to break Chi Ling's fantasy, but she had to do so.

"Xiao Jing, she is our hard-won child, isn't she?"

"Well, but..."

"I want to give birth to her, even...at least she was born in this world." Chi Ling smiled lightly, looking at her belly full of kindness and firmness.

"...Okay, I promise you." Han Jing held Chi Ling's hand tremblingly, a palm that was trembling slightly and soaked in cold sweat.

Seeing Chi Ling's belly getting bigger day by day, walking more and more inconvenient, and people becoming lazy, Han Jing felt distressed and nervous, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only circle around her every day.

"Will you get up and take a walk? This will help you give birth soon." Han Jing patiently coaxed Chi Ling, who was lying on her back on the couch, squinting and drowsy.

"...But, I'm so sleepy."

When a soft and hoarse voice came, Han Jing's heart fluttered, and he quickly regained his composure and continued to coax Chi Ling.

I don't know if it's because of having a child that Chi Ling has become lazy, not to mention, even her personality has become a lot gentler. She likes to rely on Han Jing, and also likes to make her angry on purpose, peeking at her suffocated appearance.

"Hey, you don't want to exercise. The baby in your belly still needs to exercise." Han Jing leaned close to Chi Ling's ear, coaxing her gently.

"Hmph, you know how to threaten me with the baby."

Chi Ling rewarded Han Jing with a half-punch, glared at Han Jing lazily, and threw herself into Han Jing's arms, letting her stand up with her own body.

"The sun is so dazzling." Chi Ling said sullenly.

As soon as Chi Ling finished speaking, she was under a shadow. Looking up, it turned out that Han Jing found an oil-paper umbrella from nowhere and opened it to cover Chi Ling's head.

"Ling'er, you won't be in the sun this way." Han Jing walked beside Chi Ling with an umbrella, the umbrella was tilted, and most of the shadows fell on Chi Ling.

"...Hmph." Now there's no reason to be lazy... Chi Ling thought angrily.

Seeing Chi Ling's cute and naive look, Han Jing's heart twitched. If it was in the past, it would never have been seen on the iceberg female lead senior sister.

So... so it turns out that when a woman has a child, even her temperament changes? !While wiping cold sweat from the bottom of his heart, Han Jing secretly looked at the expression on Chi Ling's face cautiously.

However, Chi Ling's expression froze for a moment, her brows were furrowed, her teeth were clenched on her lips as if she was enduring great pain.

Han Jing was dazed for a moment, "Ling'er, what's wrong with you?!" She supported Chi Ling who was on the verge of falling, and looked at her anxiously.

"Xiao Jing... child, the child is kicking my stomach... I, I seem to be about to... give birth."

"Feng Ximing! Feng Ximing, come out for me!"

"Quick, nephew is about to give birth!"

After several hours of busy work, the children finally fell to the ground, they were twin girls.

"Wow! Whoa!"

"Ling'er... My child, look, our child is born." Han Jing hugged a child in one hand and leaned against the bed, looking at Chi Ling, who was as pale as paper, with tears streaming down her face.

"...My child, our child..." Chi Ling took a steady look at her two daughters, and fell asleep contentedly.

"Linger? Linger!"

"She's fine, she's just too weak and fell asleep. Now, you can give me the baby." Feng Ximing wiped the sweat from her forehead and stood in front of Han Jing.

"Feng Ximing... what are you going to do?!" Han Jing hugged the two children tightly and backed away frequently.

"Don't forget about our deal. What's more, you have two children now. It shouldn't be a problem to give me one, right?"

"Don't even think about it!"

"Then you come and see if I have the ability."

The entire Fengyu Mountain was shrouded in colorful clouds, making it difficult for people to see the situation inside.

Human voices could be heard faintly in the forest.

"Use the blood of chaos to extradite the soul of the reborn." Feng Ximing held the newborn baby in one hand, and held the soul-attracting stone in the other, chanting words.

I saw a pale golden light flying out from the soul-attracting stone in her hand, enveloping the child in Feng Ximing's palm, and slowly lifted into the air.

"Blood in the heart, blood binds the soul!" Feng Ximing fingered, and a white light shot out from the fingertips, sliding through the pale golden halo, and then a drop of bright blood floated out.

"Blood binding!" As soon as the command spell was issued, the drop of blood hung in the air on the body of a woman without temperature.

"Go!" Feng Ximing put her index finger and middle finger together, directing the drop of blood to pounce on the woman's eyebrow.

The drop of blood sank into the center of the woman's eyebrows, and a little bright cinnabar condensed on her forehead.

"Qing Lan." After casting the Command Seal, Feng Ximing knelt down on the ground weakly as if her whole body had collapsed, weakly calling the sleeping woman with her eyes closed.

And the baby hanging in the air slowly fell into the arms of the sleeping woman, neither crying nor making noise, just as silent as a woman.