Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 2020: 532: Chu Qingyi Is Pregnant

"Qing Yi, rest easy; one day I shall climb Beast God Mountain and eliminate that wretch to seek justice for you!"

Lu Changsheng’s tone was tender yet brimming with an unwavering confidence that commanded respect.

Based on the intelligence Ying’er previously shared regarding Beast God Mountain, he knew the Flood Dragon Saint Son was a devout follower of the Nether Moon Saintess.

If circumstances weren’t so pressed by urgent affairs residing at the Starry Sky Sea...

He might have departed for Liang Country that very moment, utilizing Ying’er as bait to draw out the Nether Moon Saintess, and subsequently dealing with the Flood Dragon Saint Son through her.

Chu Qingyi initially intended to warn him against taking such risks.

However, upon witnessing the resolute, deep gaze in Lu Changsheng’s eyes—and recalling his identity as the "Yangming True Master" alongside his epic feat of standing against seven Nascent Soul True Lords alongside the Azure Phoenix True Monarch—she simply murmured a soft "Mm."

Observing the lovely woman in his embrace with her head bowed, Lu Changsheng gently tilted her pale, fragile face up, staring into her clear and captivating eyes, and whispered, "Qing Yi, I have missed you dearly."

Confronted by his scorching, intense gaze, Chu Qingyi’s heart began to quiver uncontrollably.

Then, she watched as the handsome youth leaned close, pressing his lips against her bloodless, cherry-colored mouth.

Despite their long-standing familiarity with one another.

In the wake of Lu Changsheng’s bold initiation, Chu Qingyi always experienced a trace of awkwardness, plagued by a sense of guilt toward her junior sister.

Nevertheless, being naturally reserved when it came to matters of the heart, she found herself yielding to his heated gaze and the aggressive yet gentle approach of his lips. Her long, fan-like eyelashes trembled to conceal her bright eyes, and as a soft sigh escaped her delicate nose, she offered little resistance, though her body remained somewhat taut.

After no small amount of time, witnessing the lady in his arms abandon her resistance and even shyly reciprocate, Lu Changsheng reached out, taking hold of her soft, supple hand with the intention of loosening the elegant, luxurious blue and white sword dress.

Chu Qingyi’s pale cheeks blossomed into a shade as vibrant as the dusk sun; her eyes opened briefly to ward him off, yet her resolve was weak.

"Qing Yi, in the past, you were the one to mend my wounds; now, permit me to mend yours..."

Lu Changsheng held her gaze, speaking with profound affection and gravity.

Though he was renowned as a Third Rank Top-Level Talisman Master, Alchemist, Artifact Refiner, Array Master, and Diviner combined...

He remained, at his core, a preeminent physician celebrated for both his miraculous techniques and his compassionate heart!

With the mother of his future progeny suffering such grievous injuries, how could he possibly abandon the treatment?

"..."

Chu Qingyi’s face grew hot, her garments left in disarray as she turned her head away, silently lamenting this man’s thick-skinned nature.

To think he once pretended to be severely wounded just to swindle her, and now he had the audacity to use such flowery language...

Yet, after so many years of separation, she had indeed longed for him as well.

Before long, a soft, hushed rustle echoed through the vast, luxurious hall.

Functioning as an extraordinary doctor of unmatched skill, Lu Changsheng centered his complete focus, observing the delicate, glistening mutton-fat jade complexion of his patient.

His hands then began to drift elegantly across her fair, captivating skin.

Every touch—be it a press, a pinch, a squeeze, or a glide—was executed with perfect precision, appearing to bypass the surface to address the deep-seated blockages and agony directly.

As the minutes stretched, the rigid, statue-like form of the fairy Chu Qingyi began to melt, softening and warming under his touch, her skin flushing with a clear, crystalline glow.

Seeing this, Lu Changsheng’s focus intensified, and he applied his sophisticated medical knowledge to target further acupuncture points.

"Mm~"

Even though Chu Qingyi, an exalted Nascent Soul Immortal, possessed endurance far exceeding that of an ordinary cultivator, she found herself unable to prevent her head from arching back, her toes curling tightly in reaction to his expert ministrations.

In that singular moment, a series of enchanting sounds filled the quiet hall, creating a melody that blended both sharp pain and exquisite relief.

...

Though Chu Qingyi had truly accepted Lu Changsheng in her heart and committed to their fifty-year pact.

She could not suppress a rising anxiety at the thought of Lu Changsheng remaining in her cave mansion throughout the night.

If her junior sister were to return and discover them, how would she face her? How could she possibly provide an explanation...

After all, for Lu Changsheng—her junior sister Xiao Xiyue’s own Dao Companion—to spend the entire night at the residence of her senior sister was hardly appropriate, even by the standards of cultivators.

And their discussion hardly necessitated such an extended duration...

"Lu... Daoist Lu, not here, go, we must go elsewhere..."

Following the first segment of his treatment, Chu Qingyi’s beautiful, enchanting figure was flushed with crimson, her breathing ragged and heavy.

"?"

Lu Changsheng heard her request and mistakenly assumed that Chu Qingyi had finally opened her heart to romantic whimsy.

He immediately gathered her weak, cold-jade form into his arms, poised to head toward Xiao Xiyue’s cave mansion.

Noticing his reaction, Chu Qingyi’s expression shifted between bashful anxiety and alarm; she nipped at Lu Changsheng’s arm, her pale cheeks burning, her eyes glistening with a mix of grievance and unshed tears.

The man was truly persistent in his bullying.

"Fine, fine, my mistake, I apologize."

Realizing his beloved’s true intent, Lu Changsheng offered a swift apology.

He had initially believed she was simply craving a change of scenery.

On reflection, he realized such behavior would never suit her refined temperament.

Shortly thereafter, once her respiration steadied and she had arranged her noble, elegant white palace dress, the two exited the Qingyun Sect to seek a secret cave mansion for their continued rendezvous.

...

Although Chu Qingyi insisted repeatedly that she had recovered, Lu Changsheng, possessed by a healer’s spirit that viewed every patient as kin, conducted a thorough and diligent healing session for her.

Thus, another month slipped by.

Thanks to Lu Changsheng’s tireless care, Chu Qingyi’s health saw a visible improvement, requiring only continued rest to reach a full recovery.

"Qing Yi, accept this vial of Elixir Medicines and keep these Talismans as well."

Lu Changsheng handed her a top-tier healing pill, sourced from the spoils taken from the Storage Bags of the Lou Mountain True Monarch, the Purple Grey True Monarch, and several others, while also gifting her three third-rank, top-tier Talismans.