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Ash walked over and had just stood in front of the male lord when the insect in front of him suddenly pulled him down and hooked his waist. By the time he realized what was happening, he was already sitting on the male lord's lap.

Ashel was startled and remembered it reflexively.

Ashel's movements failed as the hand tightly gripping her waist did not loosen.

"Don't move."

Upon hearing this sound, Ashel indeed stopped moving, and Cen Li observed from behind that his back was very stiff.

He just wanted to get a closer look at Ashel's belly.

The lord pulled open the hem of Ashel's shirt, which he had just tucked away, and placed it in Ashel's palm. Ashel was taken aback.

Cen Li grasped his hand and pulled it up to his chest, revealing his completely exposed abdomen. His gaze then fell on it, and Ashel understood what the lord meant.

Even after the male master released his hand, Ashel's hand remained clenched around the hem of his shirt, the fabric bunching up below his chest and abdomen.

Facing the sunlight streaming through the window, this was the first time Cen Li had carefully observed the location where the insect eggs were developing.

The male ruler placed his hand on her abdomen, and Ashel's breathing became lighter. His fingertips gently caressed her abdomen, causing a tingling, numb sensation.

"The mighty lord... doesn't seem to be showing anything right now."

Cen Li did not immediately agree. His palm hovered over a small area, which was slightly raised and felt different from the one he had touched at the door earlier that day.

Ashel saw that the hand had stopped moving, and those blue eyes suddenly lifted up and looked at him quietly. The eyelids trembled almost imperceptibly twice. "My lord, I really can't tell. This...this is not an insect egg."

Cen Li frowned.

Seeing the male's suspicious look, Ashel's face slowly flushed crimson. She murmured softly, "This is your... pheromones, I haven't absorbed them yet."

He put it tactfully.

Cen Li suddenly realized that he had been so focused on finding the location of the insect eggs that he had almost forgotten about them.

He stared at the female soldier who had finished speaking with difficulty and was embarrassed, a mischievous smile flashing in his eyes. "Alright, put your clothes down."

Asher lowered his head and quickly straightened himself up, his stomach covered by his shirt again, but he couldn't help recalling the warmth of the master's hand on his stomach.

Ashel was still sitting on the male's lap, his arms wrapped around Ashel's waist. A surge of desire welled up within him, a wish to prolong the moment. He said, "The doctor said it's normal that there aren't any noticeable changes in my belly since I'm still in the early stages of pregnancy..."

As Ashleigh's voice suddenly stopped; the doctor had said there was no sign of insect eggs detected...

He was a little confused. Could he have both pregnancy symptoms and the instrument not detecting any eggs at the same time? But the doctor said it was possible that the test wouldn't detect them in the early stages of pregnancy.

Ashle slowly convinced herself, "The doctor said I need to have a follow-up check-up."

Cen Li hadn't forgotten about this either, and nodded to indicate that he understood. "Go for a check-up on the day you're discharged."

Ashel hummed in response, very softly, almost a murmur from his throat.

The slightly tense voice was drowned out by a knock on the door.

The thumping sound seemed to strike Ashel's heart. He was ultimately not used to being so intimate with the male ruler, and he stood up as if he had done something wrong.

"Sir, I'm here to give you your routine check-up today."

A sub-female entered with a sweet smile, her gaze darting around the room. She lingered for a moment on Ashel, who was standing next to the male insect, before finally walking straight toward Cen Li, her smile widening slightly.

It seems that in the past few days, it's been this sub-female who's been coming to do the check-ups for the male.

Ashel could sense the female's enthusiasm for the male. On the day the male woke up, many females knocked on the door under the pretense of checking his physical condition. There would be a knocking sound almost every hour, but the male would later coldly chase them all away.

Gradually, no insects dared to disturb the male's rest, except for those that came for the daily routine check.

At first, different insects took turns examining the male, but later... for the past three days, it's been this sub-female named Massimi.

Ashel's gaze fell on the nameplate on the female's chest.

"Sir, please raise your hand."

Ashel had to admit that this sub-female was more beautiful than the previous ones; she was the kind of woman you wouldn't forget after just one look. At this moment, two blushes appeared on his face, and his eyes were shy and timid, making him look incredibly endearing.

Ashel's fingers, hanging limply at his sides, curled up. The submissive looked at the male master with shy eyes, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

But the female was there to examine the male, and Ashel had no reason to drive her away.

A cold voice suddenly rang out.

Ashel snapped back to reality. He saw the submissive's face turn pale, and she said urgently, "Your Excellency, please accept it, I...I..."

The submissive could not utter any more words, all of which were blocked by the male's even colder voice, "Since you're not here for an examination, get out."

Ashel realized after a moment that the lord's first words were "Get out."

What exactly did the sub-female do to suddenly displease the male? Ashel watched the sub-female's hurried departure and felt a pang of doubt.

"My lord, he..."

Ashel turned his head, his voice suddenly freezing in his throat.

He saw the male ruler throw something into the trash can, and stared intently at it.

It was a nameplate that read – Mashimi.

It was the sub-female that was driven out by the male.

Just a minute ago, Ashel had seen it on the female.

He wanted to strike up a conversation with the male ruler.

But the powerful ruler refused.

Ashel's depressed mood quickly lifted again.

At the same time, he was also deeply worried: the powerful ruler was too popular, what should he do...?