The Patriarch of the Bo Family and the Master of the Song Family discuss the impending military expedition from the Capital towards Demon Capital. They express concern over the formidable power of Lan Yuhe, fearing the expedition's failure and its implications for the Da Xia Dynasty. Meanwhile, Song Qianlong secretly visits his mistress, only to hear a baby crying. Separately, Fang Yu and Ding Hui are engaged in a strange conversation with Song Zhenrong about human-demon relationships and reproduction, which leads to Song Zhenrong revealing that his sister is experiencing strange egg formations within her body.
"Oh? She’s laying eggs? Your sister’s condition is quite robust!"Hearing Song Zhenrong’s declaration, Ding Hui appeared visibly surprised and pleased, leaving Fang Yu utterly bewildered.What did ‘the body is pretty good’ signify...And... she’s actually laying eggs??This situation doesn’t seem ideal, does it?Fang Yu observed Ding Hui, who seemed quite engaged. "It’s been several days since I last examined your sister. Lead the way, and I shall provide a diagnosis."Ding Hui’s pronouncement filled Song Zhenrong with immense joy, and he offered his profuse thanks while guiding them forward.Fang Yu felt a pang of uncertainty, so he drew closer to Ding Hui and inquired in a hushed tone."How could she be laying eggs? Surely, the current circumstances are within your predictions, aren't they?"Ding Hui cast him a side glance, placed her hand gently on the back of Fang Yu’s hand, and her voice resonated directly within his mind."Let me put it this way: based on my analysis, the Insect Demon's ultimate fate should be a gradual inability to adapt to the human body's internal environment, leading to active rejection and expulsion, much like laying eggs. This development is entirely unforeseen by me and is, quite frankly, rather fascinating!"Quite fascinating indeed... with a complete disregard for life!If Song Ci were to perish from this... I fear our predicament would only become more dire.However, even with the Underworld Hall Master pursuing me, another Captain hardly makes our situation worse.Naturally, if we can manage to save her, that would be the most favorable outcome."How confident are you in your ability to save her?""Fear not, as long as she isn't completely deceased, I possess the means to resolve this."After all, Ding Hui was the one who, in the end, precipitated this predicament; she ought to have strategies for managing the subsequent fallout... shouldn't she?Fang Yu could only place his trust in Ding Hui.His gaze fell upon the carriage positioned at the entrance, adorned with the distinctive flag of the Underworld. Fang Yu felt a sudden wave of disorientation.Once upon a time, he too had traveled in such a carriage, but all those moments had long since passed.Accompanying Ding Hui, they boarded the carriage. Song Zhenrong dismissed his attendants and took the reins himself.As the carriage commenced its journey, the ride was remarkably smooth.Fang Yu asked in a low voice."Aren't we essentially walking into a trap here?"Ding Hui offered no verbal reply. Instead, she suddenly bestowed upon Fang Yu a bewitching glance before leaning in, resting her head upon his knee. Her voice echoed in his mind, echoing his affection."Then my dear husband, it appears our star-crossed lovers are destined to meet their demise together right here."The tender contact sent Fang Yu’s thoughts spiraling, especially since Ding Hui seemed to have recently bathed, emitting a subtle, lingering fragrance that amplified the...As Fang Yu was lost in his contemplation, he abruptly noticed Ding Hui’s mischievous eyes secretly observing him, scrutinizing his reactions! The smile playing on her lips was unmistakably a suppressed giggle!"Cease your jesting! We are discussing serious matters!"Fang Yu immediately adopted a stern demeanor, sitting upright and gently moving Ding Hui’s head away.A cunning glint flickered in Ding Hui’s eyes. She leaned in once more, this time merely resting her head on Fang Yu’s shoulder, emitting a yawn. Her voice resonated in Fang Yu’s mind."Worry not. I cannot ascertain the extent of the Underworld’s current inquiry, but with the Rebel Army lending their assistance, we should remain undetected for some time."The Rebel Army... The Rebel Army is counting on us to be exposed, so they can lure us into an ambush and eliminate both Hall Masters of the Underworld simultaneously.Ding Hui, it seemed, was unaware of the Rebel Army’s true intentions. Yet, with Song Zhenrong’s presence upon Fang Yu’s return, Fang Yu had no opportunity to clarify the situation with Ding Hui.Fang Yu slightly lifted the carriage curtain, observing the bustling crowds on the street outside, his thoughts inevitably drifting to the recently acquired demon map.Had it not been for this current affair, he would likely be gleefully hunting demons by now...It wasn't long before they reached Song Zhenrong's residence.Previously, at the medical hall, they had directly intervened to save her. Consequently, neither Fang Yu nor Ding Hui had ever visited Song Zhenrong’s home.Both expressed mild surprise upon seeing it now.The reason for their surprise was that Song Zhenrong’s mansion was not situated within the Underworld’s domain but rather in an outer neighborhood. It was a considerably large dwelling, guarded by Protectors at the entrance, projecting an aura of affluence.Upon further reflection, this individual was a Captain of Thunder City's Underworld, and Song Zhenrong's sister also held a respectable position. Their combined income should be quite substantial, making the acquisition of a spacious home entirely plausible.Essentially, financial constraints were not a concern."Esteemed Divine Doctor Ding, Young Master Diao, you are most welcome at my humble abode."Song Zhenrong, entirely preoccupied with his sister’s recovery, disembarked from the carriage and personally escorted Fang Yu and Ding Hui into the mansion.Servants lining the path greeted Song Zhenrong respectfully, addressing him as 'master,' but he paid them no mind.
Reaching the grand entrance of the boudoir, Song Zhenrong composed himself. He signaled Fang Yu and Ding Hui before slowly pushing the door inward.
"Song Xi..."
Swish!
The door had barely opened halfway when an object hurtled towards them. With a distinct crash, it struck the door and shattered with the sharp sound of breaking porcelain.
"Get out!!!"
Fang Yu recognized the voice – it was Song Xi's, strong and full of vitality. Isn't she already recovered? Compared to that night when she lay near death, unconscious from the Defiled Blood Clone Demon, her current state seemed mostly healed, didn't it?
Fang Yu cast a questioning glance at Ding Hui. She appeared remarkably composed, as if she had foreseen this outcome. Noticing Fang Yu's gaze, Ding Hui even offered a reassuring nod.
Song Zhenrong then flashed them an apologetic look. Gritting his teeth, he shoved the door fully open.
"Song Xi! Cease this tantrum! I've brought Divine Doctor Ding here! She will cure you!"
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!! Get out! Get out!!!"
The complete opening of the door seemed to instantly provoke Song Xi, who let out a piercing scream that assaulted their ears. As Fang Yu, Ding Hui, and Song Zhenrong's eyes landed on her, Song Xi had already pulled the covers over herself, cocooning her entire being in the quilt, leaving no space uncovered.
