Star Farming, the eldest lady relies on alchemy to counterattack

Chapter 439 Please forgive me
“You don’t need to worry about this. Everything will proceed according to the original plan set by the contract master,” Yu Mingche said to Ying Yaoshi with a deep look in his eyes.

"I hope so. If there are any unforeseen changes, I will definitely prioritize the life of my lord and not worry about anything else," Ying Yaoshi said, glancing at Yu Mingche indifferently.

Yu Mingche could feel Ying Yaoshi's gaze lingering on his abdomen, and he understood the meaning behind Ying Yaoshi's words. Of course, he had no objection to Ying Yaoshi's meaning; after all, if he were in Ying Yaoshi's shoes, he would have made the same choice.

After closing the communication, Yu Mingche quickly took off his outer garment. "Master, there are 40 lashes in total. Ten more are needed. Please continue the punishment."

Yu Mingche was beaten because he had contradicted Ning Xuan in public. However, looking at the whip marks on Yu Mingche's body, there was only some redness and swelling on the surface. In reality, there was no serious injury. It was obviously just for show.

"I'm tired. I'll write this down for you, and I'll make it up to you next time you make the same mistake." Ning Xuan rolled her eyes at Yu Mingche, got up and left.

Yu Mingche smiled slightly, quickly dressed, and chased after him.

“Xuanxuan, I’m going to draw up the list of people to accompany you tonight. Do you have anything to tell me? It’s not very safe these days. One of Di Youlin and Qinghe has to be on night duty. What do you think…” Yu Mingche asked Ning Xuan as he walked beside her.

"The fetus has been growing and developing too much during this period, which has caused you to be irritable. Now that you've been pregnant for two months, I should still give you the companionship I need." Ning Xuan placed her hand on Yu Mingche's abdomen, and green light emanated from her palm, gradually merging into Yu Mingche's body.

Yu Mingche felt a warm sensation rising in his meridians, making him feel so comfortable that every pore on his body opened up.

"You can move to my place for the next month. Di Youlin and Qinghe will take turns keeping watch at night. Everyone else can stay in their own courtyards," Ning Xuan said.

She thought of what was mentioned in the "Pregnancy Precautions" document: whether a fetus in this world can receive spiritual nourishment from its blood relatives during the gestation stage is directly related to the fetus's bloodline talent and spiritual potential.

Generally speaking, high-level female spirit controllers are more likely to give birth to babies with strong talents. Apart from the parents' genes, this is also because the mother's uterus is naturally present, and the fetus can receive comprehensive nourishment from the mother's blood and spiritual power. On the other hand, even if a male spirit controller successfully implants an artificial gestation sac, the connection between the fetus in the gestation sac and the father is defective.

This defect not only affects the fetus's bloodline talent, but also puts more pressure on the father. Yu Mingche's unstable emotions and irritability during this period are all due to this. The key to solving this problem lies with Ning Xuan.

As long as Ning Xuan is willing to use her own spiritual power to nourish the fetus during the pregnancy stage, it will make Yu Mingche feel better.

In fact, the gestational sac in Yu Mingche's body had integrated well with his body thanks to Ning Xuan's previous treatment. The reason he was suffering so much was related to the fetus's strong genetic talent. Fortunately, Yu Mingche had a high level of mental strength, so he was able to hold on during this period without affecting the fetus's development.

"My Lord, wouldn't this be a bit inappropriate? Chen Nan and Jiuwei..." Yu Mingche looked up at Ning Xuan, feeling both tempted and guilty.

“What’s wrong with it? The gestation period for an artificial gestation sac is only six months in total, and the first three months are crucial. Right now, you’re the most important person to me. Mingche, don’t you want me to be with you?” Ning Xuan looked at Yu Mingche with a smile. “I do.” Yu Mingche lowered his head in shame. His body and soul longed to be close to Ning Xuan, the closer the better.

“That’s right. You’ve been overthinking things lately. It’s better to follow your heart. Come on, after we finish dealing with the auction, I’ll go with you to rest.” Ning Xuan took Yu Mingche’s hand and pulled him toward the calligraphy room where she was handling her business.

As Yu Mingche felt the warmth of Ning Xuan's palm, his restless heart, which had been turbulent for some time, suddenly calmed down. No matter what they would face on the road ahead, as long as he was with Ning Xuan, it didn't matter anymore.

Myriad Star Rivers - The Palace of the Gods
The main hall was as deep and dark as the sea, with countless star stones embedded in the high dome, flashing and shimmering with a cold yet brilliant light.

The walls of the main hall were made of some kind of deep purple-black crystal, with a dim light slowly rotating, creating a hazy and mysterious mist.

In the center of the main hall was a huge star map that almost covered the entire ground.

It is not a picture or a decoration, but a complex network of flowing silver halos and constantly appearing and disappearing points of light, with intricate star trails intersecting and evolving endless mysteries.

Occasionally, a bright, meteor-like light would streak across the scroll, illuminating the entire Yama Palace as bright as day for a moment before returning to darkness.

Inside the hall, a dozen astrologers, dressed in dark blue robes embroidered with intricate star patterns in gold and silver thread, knelt deeply on the cold, shimmering floor, their foreheads pressed against the ground in humility and reverence. They even breathed very softly, as if afraid to disturb the workings of the star chart, or even more afraid to disturb the person seated before it.

Director Xing sat upright on a slightly raised jade platform in front of the star map. The chair beneath him was carved from a single piece of black obsidian. At this moment, his brows were furrowed, and his deep gaze was fixed on a star field in the star map that was fluctuating violently. His fingers unconsciously tapped the armrest. Ji Wuchen, kneeling in front of him, had his heart in his throat.

Just then, a soft but hurried sound of footsteps broke the silence of the hall. A servant rushed over, bowing deeply, "Reporting to the Star Lord, the High Priest has returned."

Ren Pingsheng's fingers, which were tapping on the armrest, suddenly stopped.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze sharp as lightning, and said, "Let him in."

"Your subordinate greets the Star Lord. Weapon No. 19 has been damaged, and the mission has failed. Your subordinate has come to accept punishment." Xie Liuyun, pale-faced, came to Ren Pingsheng's seat, knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

If Qinghe were here, he would surely recognize that this High Priest Xie Liuyun was the mastermind behind the assassination attempt on Ning Xuan, who led the Undying Warriors.