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

On the third day of April, Xi Yao received some news.

That is, Xie Yunqi was going to leave Feixue Manor in the afternoon to handle some matters at the Xie Family Silver Shop branch.

These few days are simply not enough for Xie Yunqi to recover from his internal injuries.

Xie Yungui's internal injuries were healed thanks to the power of Xi Yao's pills.

[Host, this is a good opportunity. We can lie in wait outside the silver shop, put Xie Yunqi in a sack, and then take him to a remote, deserted place to give him a good beating.]

996 flapped its wings and said indignantly.

Anyone who dares to injure their boss must be severely punished.

If Xie Yunqi weren't incapable of dying, 996 would have preferred his host to tear him to pieces.

Xi Yao couldn't help but laugh when she saw 996's fierce expression.

"You're right, I should go and put a sack over his head later."

[Host, let's hurry, I can't wait!]

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush. Xie Yunqi will arrive at the bank in at least half an hour. We can have lunch and then take a nap."

Xie Yungui also went out today, and because he went to a rather far place, he said he wouldn't be back for three days.

In that case, Xi Yao can tell the servants in the courtyard that she wants to take a nap and not be disturbed.

Then buy a teleportation scroll and go directly to the Silver Shop.

Knowing the specific location name makes things much easier.

The plan was great, but unfortunately Xiyao overslept.

Then, 996 became so engrossed in short dramas that he forgot to call his own host.

Xi Yao looked at the chubby little bird with its drooping feathers and gritted her teeth.

Goodness, before going to sleep, I solemnly promised her that I would definitely provide the wake-up service on time.

The results of it?

[Sorry, host, it's not too late to go now. Xie Yunqi should be on his way back. We can just ambush him.]

I feel very guilty about working 996.

It became so engrossed in short dramas that it forgot about everything else.

[Host, how about I give you a teleportation talisman?]

Xi Yao rolled her eyes and bought two tickets from the system shop.

"Keep those points for yourself to buy some melon seeds."

Is she someone who's short of one or two points right now?

996: ...

It felt rejected.

Although its points are not as many as the host's, they are still quite a lot.

Hmph, host has no taste.

Instead of arguing with 996, Xi Yao used a teleportation talisman to send herself away.

She did not choose the silver shop, but instead landed on the only way back to the mountain villa.

Then they changed into night clothes and wore colored contact lenses to ensure no one would recognize them.

Xi Yao found a large, lush tree, squatted on a branch, her whole body completely hidden by the dense foliage, and then concealed her breath and waited quietly.

This wait lasted for almost the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.

[Host, we've arrived!]

996 looked at the carriage ahead and reminded him excitedly.

Because of internal injuries, Xie Yunqi rode in a carriage instead of on horseback.

He also brought two highly skilled guards with him.

Xie Yunqi is really afraid of dying.

Xi Yao glanced at it and said sarcastically, "Bringing guards won't help."

Apart from Xie Changkong, she fears no one.

These two guards weren't even enough to cut a melon.

Xie Yunqi was leaning against the cushion, resting with his eyes closed.

His internal injuries had not yet healed, and he rushed over to deal with the matter, so his body was still not able to handle it.

Thinking about the source of his internal injuries, Xie Yunqi's face turned extremely gloomy.

From childhood to adulthood, he and Xie Yungui had fought countless times, but each time it ended in mutual destruction, with neither of them gaining an advantage.

They both wanted the other dead!

The carriage slowed down as it reached a bend in the mountain road.

Two guards stood on either side of him, their figures upright, their sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.

Xi Yao watched quietly from the tree, making her breathing even softer.

Once the carriage had completely entered the tree-lined path, she subtly moved her fingertips, and a silver needle precisely pierced the hind leg of the horse pulling the carriage.

The horse, in pain, let out a long neigh and charged forward.

The two guards reacted quickly; one leaped to pull the reins, while the other stood guard in front of the carriage.

"There's an ambush!"

In the blink of an eye, Xi Yao had already floated down from the tree and landed silently in front of the carriage.

The carriage was forced to stop, the horses' feet left the ground and they reared up, causing the carriage to shake violently.

"Who goes there!"

The two guards drew their swords and turned around, but before they could finish speaking, Xi Yao had already closed in on them.

She did not use a weapon.

With his right hand, the five fingers joined together like a knife, he slashed down diagonally, precisely cutting into the vital acupoints on the side of the neck where he was controlling the horse with one hand.

The guard's eyes widened, and before he could even let out a scream, he collapsed limply, his long sword slipping from his hand and embedding itself half an inch into the ground.

The other guard's pupils contracted sharply, and he drew his sword to attack.

Xi Yao took a step and moved like a ghost behind him, striking him in the back with a palm.

The guard staggered forward a few steps, spitting out blood, and collapsed to the ground. He struggled for a couple of moments before falling silent.

From the start to the finish, it took only two breaths.

A low cough came from inside the carriage.

Xi Yao lifted the carriage curtain and met Xie Yunqi's gaze.

He sat in the carriage, his face pale, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. The sudden jolting of the carriage had aggravated his old injury.

But those eyes remained sharp; there was no panic in their deep brown pupils, only calm scrutiny.

"Who sent you?"

His voice was hoarse but steady.

As expected of Xie Changkong's carefully nurtured son, his performance at this time is truly remarkable.

Although Xi Yao sighed inwardly, she did not reply aloud.

She stepped forward and grabbed Xie Yunqi's wrist.

Despite his internal injuries, Xie Yunqi still wanted to fight back, and with his other hand, his five fingers formed a claw as he reached for Xi Yao's throat.

Xi Yao turned her head to avoid him, sealed his acupoints with one hand, and at the same time twisted her wrist with the other hand, a powerful internal force flowed into Xie Yunqi's meridians through the acupoints under her fingers.

Xie Yunqi's expression changed instantly.

That internal force was like molten iron, burning his meridians wherever it passed, and all the internal skills he had painstakingly cultivated over the years were crushed inch by inch in an instant.

He groaned, veins bulging on his forehead, and his whole body began to tremble violently.

"What are you trying to do!"

Xie Yunqi lay limp in the carriage, his face deathly pale, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Xi Yao didn't speak, but the corners of her mouth under the mask were turned up.

She's been bullying her husband all day long because of her superior martial arts skills, isn't she?

Very well, then I'll turn you into a useless person.

As long as he doesn't die, he won't implicate Xie Yungui.

The infusion of internal energy continued for several breaths until every meridian in Xie Yunqi's body was shattered, his dantian was empty, and he could no longer gather even a trace of true energy.

Xie Yunqi slumped against the back of the carriage, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes remained fixed on the masked man in front of him, though there was resentment and confusion in his gaze.

He didn't know who hated him so much that they crippled him.

He wanted to say something, but his whole body was in so much pain that he couldn't even open his mouth.

Xi Yao released her grip, took a step back, and glanced indifferently at Xie Yunqi.

For a long time.

"You..." Xie Yunqi began with difficulty, each word laced with blood, "Who...is it...?"