Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1279: Unless He Has a Death Wish

"Brother Ye Qi must be heartbroken and hate me, right?"

"Don’t overthink it. You know Brother Ye Qi’s character. He couldn’t bear to hate you," Feng Liyan reached out to wipe her tears, smiling reassuringly.

However, the more he said this, the more Wen Xiao’ai felt upset and guilty.

"Feng Liyan, you don’t need to comfort me. I know it all; I’m no longer a kid who knows nothing. Just like me and Jun Moyan—if Jun Moyan were with someone else and didn’t want me, I probably wouldn’t survive..." Wen Xiao’ai choked out.

She and Jun Moyan have only known each other for less than a year, yet they couldn’t bear to part. Ye Qi has loved her for five hundred years—how heavy, how difficult it must be.

And there’s Nie Jiuque’s thousand years, what should she do...

Jun Moyan tightened his grip on Wen Xiao’ai’s hand, as if reassuring her that he would never abandon her.

"Xiao’ai, be good. You’re going to be a mom now, you can’t keep crying, okay? If the baby knows, it will be sad too," Feng Liyan gently coaxed.

"Will the baby know?"

Wen Xiao’ai touched her belly and immediately held back her tears.

"Of course it will. If you keep crying and are in a bad mood, it will affect the baby too, so you need to be a little happier, all right, so the baby can grow up healthy and strong."

"Okay, then I won’t cry, I’ll be happy," Wen Xiao’ai lifted her hand to roughly wipe the tears from her face.

"That’s a good girl."

Feng Liyan smiled, taking out a small porcelain bottle, pouring out a pure white medicine pill, and bringing it to Wen Xiao’ai’s mouth.

Wen Xiao’ai opened her mouth and swallowed it.

Feng Liyan handed the porcelain bottle to Jun Moyan.

"Here, keep this. It’s Yun Ling, good for the fetus. Give the Little Princess one every half month, no more than that."

"Okay." Jun Moyan reached out to take it, holding it like a treasure in his hand.

"Little Princess, you rest well, I’m heading back."

"Okay."

Feng Liyan stood up, giving Jun Moyan a look, and then left the side hall.

Jun Moyan understood, cautiously helping Wen Xiao’ai lie down properly in bed.

Stroking her little face, he spoke softly, "Xiaoguai, you rest first. I’ll go see Medicine King off and be right back."

"Okay."

"Good girl." Jun Moyan covered her with the blanket, kissed her forehead, then stood up, leaving the side hall.

In the main hall, Feng Liyan waited there, slightly tilting his head, looking at the black stone chair on the twenty-fourth step.

"Your Soul Suppressing Hall is even more grand than the Underworld King’s residence. You’ve been gone in ashes for a thousand years, why hasn’t the Underworld King changed its name?"

"Unless he wants to die."

Feng Liyan chuckled, then turned to look at the approaching Jun Moyan, examining him from head to toe, and said:

"So this is what you really look like."

"??"

"Isn’t it said that the Soul-suppressing Beast has lived for tens of thousands of years, and no one has seen its human form? When I recognized you in the Human Realm, I kind of had an image in mind."

"Sorry to disappoint, but no."

Feng Liyan raised an eyebrow: "What did you look like before then?"

"Since the moment of spiritualization, I have been able to transform freely into human form. The reason no one has seen my human form is because I’ve never taken a human form, always showing my original form. Jun Moyan is just what I look like after reincarnation."

Feng Liyan nodded understandingly: "Showing your original form for ten thousand years makes you quite a boring person. But you did well with this reincarnation appearance; though I personally don’t find it pleasing, the Little Princess likes it."