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

When the topic of engagement came up, Ye Mingyi's expression finally calmed down, and she looked a little embarrassed.

"I think it's great, I'm looking forward to it." She touched the bracelet on her wrist, which was a gift from Li Shumo.

That little dumpling has grown into a handsome young man, and his eyes always shine with bright light and joy when he looks at her.

He said, "Sister Yi, I will only marry you in this lifetime, and we will have a very, very long life together."

I'm tall enough that I can see you every morning when I open my eyes, and I'll etch you into my life.

She's beautiful enough to make the name "Sister Yi" transform from a childhood dependence into a cherished memory in her later years.

"What if you get lost along the way and fall in love with someone else? What should I do then?"

"Sister Yi, all the paths in this world eventually lead to the same you. How could I possibly get lost?"

Thinking of what the boy had said, Ye Mingyi's lips unconsciously curved into a smile.

Even if things really change in the end, at least she had the most sincere love.

Seeing her like this, Xi Yao knew she was already in love.

That's true. Her younger brother is good-looking and has a good personality. He's a typical handsome young man. It's normal for her to fall for him.

"If you like it, that's fine. If that kid dares to bully you, remember to tell me, and I'll beat him up for you."

"Your Majesty, you are so kind." Ye Mingyi leaned over and hugged her arm as usual, her face full of smiles.

At least for now, she believes that Li Shumo would definitely not bully her.

Xi Yao was happy for the two of them and also gave Ye Mingyi a congratulatory gift.

Not long after, Ji Wangshu arrived.

He came to pick up Xiyao.

Deng Huayi and the others knelt at the gate to respectfully see the two off.

Everyone sighed inwardly as they watched Ji Wangshu carefully help the heavily pregnant Xi Yao onto the carriage.

His Majesty has truly been good to the Empress for ten years without fail.

Whether he was the crown prince or after ascending the throne, he never missed a single time coming to pick someone up.

Inside the carriage.

Xi Yao leaned against Ji Wangshu's chest, a smile always on her lips.

"Are you happy today?" Ji Wangshu looked down at the person in her arms, her fingertips gently brushing the stray hairs on her cheek, her eyes soft and tender.

"Mmm." Xi Yao tilted her head back, her eyes curving into tiny crescent moons. "Seeing that they are all doing well makes me happy."

She loved this world, loved Deng Huayi's pure maternal love, and loved Ye Mingyi's cuteness and sincerity.

Ji Wangshu chuckled softly, his warm palm resting on her swollen belly. Through the fabric, he could feel the slight fetal movement.

"It seems they're happy too," he said in a low voice.

Xi Yao placed her hand on the back of his hand, feeling together the two mischievous little ones inside her belly.

A few playful rays of sunlight occasionally pierced through the carriage curtain, tracing her serene features and his focused profile.

No one spoke again. Time flowed quietly, heartbeats overlapped, and they moved forward slowly.

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After ten months of pregnancy, Xi Yao finally gave birth to twins.

Ji Wangshu was overjoyed and immediately granted a general amnesty, reducing taxes by six months.

The Empress Dowager was extremely grateful and even went to the Imperial Temple to fulfill her vow.

The retired emperor, who had been away from the palace for several years, returned and used his private treasury as birthday gifts for his two sons.

Half a month has passed in laughter and joy.

Ever since the two little ones were born, the first thing Ji Wangshu did after court was to go see Xi Yao and the children.

Ji Wangshu came to the bedside first, smoothed the slightly messy hair at her temples, and said gently, "Yaoyao, you've worked hard."

On his way back from court, he heard that the two little ones had been crying and making a fuss that day.

"No, they are very well-behaved." Xi Yao smiled and shook her head, her gaze gently falling on the cradle beside her.

Ji Wangshu got up and went over, somewhat clumsily but carefully taking the swaddled babies into her arms, one in each hand.

"It's been half a month, and you're still so timid." Xi Yao leaned against the pillow and chuckled.

It's like holding two bombs.

The two children looked exceptionally small in Ji Wangshu's arms.

He stood frozen, too afraid to move, and his serious expression made Xi Yao cover her mouth and laugh again. "Why don't you carry me for a couple of steps?"

Ji Wangshu's ears turned slightly red, and he complained in a low voice, "It's even harder than approving memorials."

Even so, his gaze was tender and gentle as he slowly strolled around holding the child.

Later at night, when the child was fussy, Ji Wangshu did not call for the wet nurse. Instead, she got up, put on her clothes, and slowly paced around the palace with the child in her arms.

Moonlight streamed through the paper window, casting a bright glow on the ground. He hummed a tuneless melody, soothing the child.

Xi Yao leaned against the headboard and looked at him. She saw the emperor's slightly swaying back, bathed in the gentle moonlight.

He was truly a very, very good father and a good husband.

Xi Yao thought with a slight smile.

Time slips away quietly, and children grow up slowly.

Whenever she had time, Ji Wangshu would take the two little ones to play in the Imperial Garden.

Tell them stories and teach them the principles of being a person and a ruler.

At these times, Xi Yao would rest her chin on her hand and look tenderly at the father and his two sons.

The palace is deep and secluded, with mountains and rivers outside and a warm and cozy space inside.

The most ordinary and simple happiness is when a king sheds his majesty, spends time with his wife and children, and cherishes the treasures of his life.

In this life, Xi Yao gave birth to five sons.

She did not choose to have a daughter because in that era, it was easier for men.

Even when their hair turned white, their love remained as strong as ever.

"Yaoyao." Ji Wangshu's aged hand gripped Xiyao's tightly. "The greatest blessing of my life is meeting you. If there is a next life, I still want to marry you, okay?"

"it is good."

Xi Yao cupped his hand in her own, just as he always had.

"Yaoyao, I'm sorry, I might have to go now."

"Yes, I'll come find you soon."

"Yaoyao, I love...I love you..."

As the last word fell, Ji Wangshu closed his eyes forever.

Xi Yao held back her tears and gently stroked his face one last time.

"wait for me……"

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[Ding! The host has perfectly completed the mission. Giving birth to five children earns 500 points. Changing the fate of the powerful figure earns 200 points. Fulfilling the original owner's wish earns 200 points. Total points: 5901.]

In the pure white space, the cheerful announcement from 996 pulled Xi Yao back from her somewhat dejected state of mind.

"996, I forgot to ask you, what happened to Li Shushu?"

After being sent back to her hometown by Lin Zhiwen, Li Shushu grew up with difficulty until she reached marriageable age. Because of her decent looks, she was sold by a greedy cousin to a butcher in the next village as his wife.

The hardships of those years wore away Li Shushu's pride, forcing her to bow her head in the face of reality. Yet, she remained resentful. Shortly after her marriage, she tried to escape, broke her leg, and, lacking money for treatment, died before the age of twenty-five.

Xi Yao hummed in agreement.

Lin Zhiwen was later demoted, falling from heaven to the mire.

His mistresses ran away, leaving behind several children.

In the end, Lin Zhiwen sold all his possessions, found a remote place to live a hard life, and then died of overwork at a young age.

[Host, would you like to begin the next world?]

"Walk!"

Xi Yao immediately perked up, ready to see her husband again.