Good Pregnancy Quick Transmigration: The Overly Charming CEO with No Heirs

"Ahem." Ye Mingyi cleared her throat. "My mother said that the marriage agreement between our Ye and Li families is still in effect."

Xi Yao was startled upon hearing this. "What?"

Is it what she thinks?

She suddenly remembered that for a period of time, Li Shumo frequently went to the Duke's mansion, saying that he was going to visit Ye Mingcheng.

Later, he studied diligently, hoping to participate in the imperial examinations.

Emmm...

Is there something fishy going on here?

Ye Mingyi felt a little embarrassed by the stares and covered her face, saying, "We'll get engaged once he's shortlisted."

This was Li Shumo's own request.

Xi Yao: !

Good heavens, that's really good heavens.

This is truly an incredible coincidence.

Ye Mingyi is four years older than Li Shumo.

No wonder we haven't seen the Duchess looking for a husband for Ye Mingyi these past few years; it turns out she was waiting here.

Her mother is so tight-lipped; she didn't even tell her this.

"Princess, please don't misunderstand." Ye Mingyi noticed her expression and quickly explained, "Our two families didn't have this plan before; it was only brought up recently."

She was genuinely moved by the pure and passionate young man, which is why she agreed.

Only after she agreed did Li Shumo turn around and tell her parents.

Both sets of parents were pleasantly surprised.

I thought the arranged marriage had ended because the baby was switched, but I never expected that the two families would have this happy ending.

Xi Yao looked at her and deliberately asked, "So, do you like Shu Mo?"

Actually, her joy had been impossible to hide for a long time, and she had seen through it.

Ye Mingyi's cheeks flushed slightly, but she still nodded and said, "I think he will be a responsible person in the future, unlike others."

The Li family has very strict family education and good rules, as can be seen from Li Dongnan.

He hasn't taken a concubine in all these years, not even a maidservant.

Women in this era have it tough, and it's rare to encounter a family with such a fine tradition as the Li family.

Xi Yao nodded, "That's great, you'll be my sister-in-law from now on."

"It's still early." Ye Mingyi shyly rubbed her handkerchief. "Actually, I'm older than you."

"..."

Indeed, Ye Mingyi is almost two years older than Xi Yao.

The two huddled together and whispered some intimate thoughts, while the barbecue over there was ready.

Ji Wangshu came over and pulled Xi Yao up, "Let's go, Yao Yao, I've grilled all the meat you like."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, brother."

Ye Mingyi followed behind, looking at the two of them with envy.

It is truly rare for a ruler to be able to choose only one out of three thousand rivers.

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The day before the wedding, Xi Yao returned to the Li family.

Although she had never stayed overnight at the Li family's house in recent years, she still owned the best courtyard there.

After taking a shower, Xi Yao was looking at wedding clothes when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

"Squeak—"

The door was pushed open, and Deng Huayi walked in carrying a wooden box.

She approached Xi Yao with a loving expression, placed the wooden box on the table, and gently opened it.

"Yaoyao, this was given to me by your grandmother when I first married into the Li family."

Inside the box was a pair of mutton fat jade bracelets, their warm luster flowing under the candlelight, clearly indicating that they had been passed down for many years.

Deng Huayi took out the bracelet, but did not put it on her daughter immediately. Instead, she held it in her palm to warm it.

"The palace is not like an ordinary family." She raised her eyes, her gaze tracing her daughter's features. "But you must remember, no matter what, the Li family's doors will always be open for you."

Xi Yao looked at her quietly and saw the reluctance in her eyes and the tears welling up in them.

"Your father sat in his study all night yesterday. He's such a quiet man, but he kept repeating the same thing: 'A daughter of the Li family doesn't need to wrong herself.'"

"Yaoyao." Deng Huayi placed the warm jade bracelet on Xiyao's wrist. "This bracelet has been with your mother for nearly twenty years. Today I give it to you, wishing you a smooth and healthy life."

Furthermore, even if you marry into a wealthy family, you still have a place to come from and a place to return to; your parents will always be there for you.

Xi Yao looked down at the jade bracelet on her wrist, still warm from Deng Huayi's body, and felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

This should have belonged to the original owner. That girl could have grown up happily under her parents' care, but she was murdered at a young age.

Then there's Deng Huayi, a truly gentle person, who is unaware that her biological daughter is already gone.

That despicable Madam Wang, in her madness, harmed her three daughters and three families.

"After you get married tomorrow, your mother won't be able to visit you as often as ordinary families." Deng Huayi gently stroked her daughter's hair, with so much to say:

"But if you encounter difficulties in the palace or miss home, just send a message. Your father said that no matter how high the palace walls are, the Li family can still send a ladder in."

She spoke softly, but her eyes were firm.

Xi Yao suddenly remembered the day she returned to the Li family a few years ago.

She stood in the unfamiliar courtyard, and Deng Huayi gently stroked her hair, murmuring, "It's good to be home."

"Mother," Xi Yao finally spoke, her voice a little hoarse.

She is a good mother, and she will take good care of the original owner of this body.

Deng Huayi smiled and responded, her eyes filled with a soft light in the fine lines at the corners.

She pulled her daughter into her arms, as if to make up for all the hugs she had missed over the years: "My Yaoyao is getting married."

Because they were switched at birth, they didn't even have time to enjoy their parents' company before having to leave again.

After a long while.

Deng Huayi left reluctantly, while Xi Yao sat in a daze in the flickering candlelight.

There are always many imperfections in this world, and people are powerless to change them.

"Knock knock—"

A soft sound suddenly came from the window.

Xi Yao snapped out of her daze, all the emotion in her eyes vanished, and a smile appeared on her lips.

She got up, went to the window, and gently pulled it open.

really.

"Brother," Xi Yao said in a low voice, "why are you here so late?"

They're getting married tomorrow. Aren't they supposed to not see each other before the wedding ceremony?

Ji Wangshu braced himself against the windowsill with one hand and leaped inside.

"Yaoyao, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep." He took her hand and led her to the bedside. "Come and sleep with me."

Xi Yao's lips twitched. Who on earth couldn't sleep?

"Let's go to sleep." Ji Wangshu quickly took off her coat, lay down on the bed, and patted the spot next to her. "Yaoyao, come on up."

Xi Yao stood in front of the bed, looking down at him slightly.

The handsome man lay reclining on the bed, his long, dark hair scattered across the pillow.

Two of the ties on the undergarment were pulled loose, the collar slightly open, revealing the firm outline of the chest and the sharp collarbone.

His usual aloofness and arrogance had completely transformed into languor, and his deep eyes held two gentle flames within them.

"Yao Yao." Ji Wangshu called out again, her voice lower than before, hoarse with the night.

Xi Yao saw his outstretched hand, his fingers clearly defined, white as warm jade in the candlelight.

"Come here," he said.

As if bewitched, Xi Yao slowly placed her hand on it.

Immediately afterwards, the world spun around, and she was pinned down beneath him, her nostrils filled with a refreshing fragrance.

"Yaoyao." Ji Wangshu's gaze fell on those red lips, her breath unsteady. "May I kiss you?"

Xi Yao snapped out of her daze, raised her eyelids, and looked at him with a deep, melancholy gaze.

"If I say no, you won't kiss me?"

"Um."

"real?"

"Fake."

As soon as he finished speaking, his lips followed.

After a long and lingering struggle, Xi Yao felt as if her tongue was about to be swallowed.

The hand on my waist started to get restless.

Gradually, a cool sensation spread across my body, only to be replaced by a scorching heat.

In the end, someone got so worked up that they lay motionless like a stiff fish.

Xi Yao chuckled, turned around, hugged the blanket, and quickly fell asleep.