Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

The Chief Secretary's residence had already been sealed off, so no one would have discovered that someone lived there.

Because one has to climb over the wall to get in and out, Xia Yangyang can't go out. Only Lu Xize can bring back some fresh ingredients, medicinal herbs, and newspapers from the street.

Once Xia Yangyang felt a little better, she cooked at home and searched for the list her father had hidden.

Xia Yangyang kept quiet about what happened in the cave, little did she know that Lu Xize had already seen through her little scheme.

When cooking, she would divide the meat into two portions: one portion cooked normally for herself, and the other portion quickly blanched until the meat slices were still bloody. She pushed it in front of him, saying, "I just started making these dishes to practice, so I don't know if they'll taste good. Why don't you trouble your brother-in-law to... give them a try?"

Her experience in the cave made her exceptionally sensitive to the cold.

She would often casually place a warm copper hand warmer or a hot water bottle filled with hot water into his hands or near his feet, saying, "The room is damp; these will help ward off the cold and are good for your wound."

She herself was quite knowledgeable about herbs, and to prevent the medicine he applied from containing substances that could harm snakes, she wrote out her own prescriptions for him to apply externally, ostensibly to save money.

On ordinary days, whenever he needed to be alone, she would take the initiative to leave under the pretext of looking for a list, and remind him, "I'm going to the backyard to check if I've missed anything. I'll probably be back in about an hour."

They ensured absolute quiet in the entire courtyard and side rooms for him, and never questioned him upon his return.

Such a life was peaceful and serene, but no one expected that the day it would be shattered would come so soon.

Lu Xize held an unlit cigarette between his fingers and closed his eyes briefly.

Early this morning, he received a telegram from headquarters.

The telegram was brief, yet every word was chilling.

[Urgent telegram from Beiping. On the afternoon of the 23rd, a woman carrying a young child arrived at the mansion. She identified herself as Chen and said that the boy she was leading was the offspring of the eldest son, Shao Huai. The child was about five years old and did indeed bear a resemblance to him.]

The old lady and several uncles have already received them, and there is much discussion and subtle reactions within the mansion.

This woman briefly lived in Pingxiang six years ago, and her time there did overlap with that of the eldest son in Beijing, so this is probably not unfounded.

The older generation in the family have expressed a strong desire to use this opportunity to "continue the family line" and solidify old ties, which could be detrimental to the young marshal's public opinion.

The matter is sudden and has far-reaching implications, especially considering the situation and feelings of my sister-in-law. I dare not act on my own initiative and humbly request the Young Marshal to provide instructions promptly.

adjutant

王澍

[Please present]

elder brother...

The person he admired so much had a romantic entanglement while still engaged, and even had a child with someone he kept secret from everyone.

That's utterly absurd.

Speaking of my elder brother, he is as warm as spring and as solemn as autumn, gentle and refined, considerate and thoughtful.

In the old days when social customs were still conservative, there were quite a few women who admired him.

No matter how difficult a matter is, my elder brother can always resolve it smoothly.

He grew up in a prestigious family and was accustomed to persuading people with reason and emotion, always trusting others to some extent first.

But Lu Xize was completely different.

The world is a cannibalistic place.

He didn't believe that there were no schemes behind those smiling faces, no betrayals in those alliances, and even less that reason and loyalty alone could protect him in this situation surrounded by wolves and tigers.

What my elder brother wants to do is to restore order and peace.

What he had to do was to become the sharpest and most terrifying knife in his hand.

Those blood debts and infamy that must be borne, those dirty deals that had to be made, those troubles that needed to be resolved with the most straightforward and brutal force...

He shielded him from it all.

Even if future generations associate their names with cruel officials, warlords, and cold-bloodedness, they will not back down an inch.

In this chaotic world, with his elder brother in a coma, he should be happy to learn that his brother has left behind an heir.

but……

Lu Xize opened his eyes and looked in another direction.

In the kitchen, the little girl's eyes were darting around again.

She must be thinking of some idea to get him to eat that piece of fresh beef.

Whenever I see her clever yet clumsy concern, an indescribable feeling begins to stir within me.

He had always hated that inhuman body, loathed its cold, slippery texture, and those cold, vertical pupils that belonged to a predator.

That was the curse he couldn't resist when he was young, and the nightmare that haunted him for many years.

It represents that he is an outsider, an out-of-control freak.

He was accustomed to quickly concealing any trace that might be exposed after using non-human powers, and to using even more ruthless and bloody methods to cover up this ominous situation.

He never imagined that one day someone would see him like that.

I never imagined that the person's first reaction upon seeing this would not be to scream and run away, nor to regard it as a demon, but rather... like this.

Even he himself was forcing himself to pretend to be a normal human being.

Only she, cautiously and meticulously, tried to understand the habits required to comprehend his other side.

She tried to make him as comfortable as possible in her own way.

Was she afraid? Of course she was.

He clearly remembered her stiff back as she hugged him in the snow.

But after the initial fear, she didn't choose to draw a line; instead, she chose a path that left him even more bewildered—accepting him completely.

What should we do?

Lu Xize looked down at his hands, which had distinct knuckles and were human-like.

These hands have held guns, been stained with blood, and shredded enemies.

Now, however, because of this person, an undeniable softening mark has appeared.

Besides feeling helpless, he sensed a little bit of something he didn't even want to delve into... a kind of longing.

At 5 p.m., Lu Xize sent a reply to his adjutant without even realizing it himself.

Five lines in total, four of which are kept secret.

An ominous premonition, like a dark cloud, weighed on his heart.

*

at the same time.

Xia Yangyang finally found the list in the backyard.

The list was wrapped in layers of oil paper, placed in a box, covered with withered branches and leaves, and sank into the well water.

If she hadn't been watching historical suspense dramas with the system these past few days, she would never have guessed that she was hidden there.

The list was incredibly detailed, including code names, real names, contact information, and secret codes. Holding this hot potato, she dared not go anywhere except to wait for Lu Xize to return to the house.

To avoid being exposed, the lights are not turned on inside the house at night.

Snakes have excellent night vision, so as soon as he entered the room, he saw his elder sister-in-law waiting for him.

Holding the wooden box in her hands, she was alert, her body tense, and when she saw him, she suddenly stood up from the round wooden stool.

"Found it," she told him nervously.

Lu Xize's reaction was a bit strange. He looked at her quietly, without the decisiveness he had expected, nor the same eagerness and tension as her.

He pulled out a chair and sat down, handing her a package wrapped in oil paper. Then, he placed his hands together on the table, not touching the wooden box which was very close to him.

Xia Yangyang couldn't understand the meaning behind his actions. She frowned and opened the oil paper, revealing several delicate pastries inside: "Heshengji's lotus flower pastries? Why did you suddenly bring these back?"

"I queued for two hours to get this little bit," Lu Xize smiled at her. "Would you like to try some?"

His perpetually cold and aloof face lacked any wrinkles when he smiled; his smile was stiff and unattractive. This strange behavior made Xia Yangyang even more worried.

She placed the lotus-shaped pastry back on the table, leaned slightly forward, covered her lips with her hand, and asked in a low voice, "Did something happen? Are you afraid the walls will overhear you?"

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted through the air, and Lu Xize slowly shook his head: "No, nothing happened."

"Were you being chased on the road?"

"no."

"Did you kill someone on the street?"

"...No."

Since they hadn't encountered an enemy, there must be only one thing that he found so difficult to talk about. Xia Yangyang lowered her hand and looked at him with some complicated feelings: "You... is the 'one' inside you... alright?"

She regretted it as soon as she said it.

This was the first time the two of them had revealed the secret of his "snake" body.

Lu Xize suddenly looked at her, and being stared at by those dark and piercing black eyes felt as if he had been deprived of the air.

He didn't need to speak; the fear that arose in an instant was the most straightforward answer.

"Eldest sister-in-law," he said, his voice deep and hesitant, his lips moving several times before he finally managed to speak with difficulty, "You and your brother have a very good relationship, don't you?"

This statement was ambiguous, and coupled with her earlier hesitation, the slender woman opposite her swayed slightly, covered her mouth, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears: "Could it be, Shao Huai—"

"Brother is well!" Lu Xize interrupted her unfinished speculation. Seeing her tears, his brow throbbed with pain, and he couldn't help but rub it with two fingers. "Tonight the moon is bright and the stars are few, and I miss my brother quite a bit, which makes me a little sad... Why don't you tell me about your brother's youth, sister-in-law?"

Xia Yangyang: [Sigh, I thought he was finally going to lose his morals, what a waste of my excitement.]

"Oh, I see..."

The person opposite him visibly recovered from the shock, patted his chest lightly, and smiled, "It's perfectly normal for a man to feel sad. Don't be so hesitant next time."

"Hmm," Lu Xize responded listlessly.

Next, it was Xia Yangyang's turn to fabricate stories and embark on a fantastical role as a lovesick teenage girl.

Xia Yangyang's expression softened instantly, and a smile he had never seen before, one that was imbued with sweet memories, spread across her lips.

"Shao Huai... the Shao Huai I remember might be different from the one you've met..."

The study was quiet, with only her gentle narration.

"When I was little, I was very naughty. I would always talk back to my teacher because I had different opinions. The teacher would punish me by making me stand outside the private school to reflect on my actions. At this time, Brother Shao Huai would always appear. He would lead me to the winter plum tree and magically pull out a box of Western candy. He would say to me, 'Don't pay attention to those old-fashioned things. Try this. It's sweet. Later, I will teach you to read foreign words and take you to see a bigger world.'"

She gestured unconsciously with her hand, describing the shape of the candy to him, her tone so pure: "I still remember those candies, wrapped in pretty cellophane. I only ate one, and I couldn't bear to eat the rest."

He listened, his face expressionless, but his knuckles turned white from clenching his fists.

Why should he listen to her say such things? Every word she uttered was like vinegar, making his heart ache.

"Later, he went to study overseas and often wrote to me. He wrote, 'Seeing red leaves is like seeing my hometown in autumn,' and I replied, 'Thousands upon thousands of maple leaves, the river bridge is hidden by the late sails at dusk.'"

"..."

The system shuddered: [Ugh—stop it, bro! Even cheesy pickup lines aren't as cheesy as your cheesy nonsense.]

Xia Yangyang: [Go away, go to the kids' table, don't interfere with my performance.]

"He studied for five years straight. Once, I was very ill and wrote to him asking him to come back and see me. He actually came back. I asked him if I could stop studying because I missed him so much. He said, 'I study so that one day, a girl like you can read whatever you want in the sunshine.'"

"..."

"We hugged each other when we parted, and he said to me, 'Yangyang, grow your hair long. When things settle down a bit and your brother comes back, you'll look beautiful in a Western wedding dress.'"

Lu Xize felt a tightness in his chest. At first, he was wiping the table for no reason, but as he listened, he took out his sidearm and started wiping it as well.

Later, I simply looked away and gazed at the deepening night outside the window, hoping to calm the untimely turmoil in my heart.

He respected and loved his elder brother, and this affection was never fake.

But as he listened to her recount those past experiences he had never participated in and could never replicate, a dull ache still gnawed at his proud indifference.

He was jealous. He was jealous that his brother could so easily occupy the softest and most precious place in her heart, and that even when he was in a coma, he was still the source of all her warmth.

How could such a devoted elder sister-in-law possibly withstand the blow of her brother's infidelity?

"That's enough, no need to say anymore." Lu Xize finally interrupted coldly, pulling himself out of his agonizing state and quickly moving on to the next topic, "Have you seen the contents of the list?"

Xia Yangyang blinked her long eyelashes, and the misty tears in her eyes were replaced by clarity.

She quickly lowered her head, sniffing to avoid showing her tears again: "I glanced at it, it was very detailed, it included information about undercover agents..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Xize nodded: "Okay, from now on, you have to memorize every single word and every piece of information on it, until you know it by heart."

"What?" Xia Yangyang suddenly looked up, her grip on the wooden box tightening, her brow furrowing. "Why?"

"Your eldest sister-in-law is exceptionally intelligent; this shouldn't be difficult for you."

"I'll memorize it..." She paused, trying to understand the abrupt request, "and then?"

"Then burn the list."

"Burned?" Her voice rose slightly, her expression one of disbelief. "Aren't you going to take a look at this list? The information in it is very important. It's me... I went through a lot of trouble to retrieve it from the well."

"If I have any questions, I can just ask my elder sister-in-law. Do you really think you'll abandon my brother and leave the Lu family one day? Or do you think we'll become bitter enemies?"

This question was direct, even somewhat sarcastic.

"Of course not!" Xia Yangyang retorted, but then, confusion and a hint of annoyance welled up inside her. "You're acting really strange today, suddenly bringing up something so difficult—"

Before he could even utter the words "listen," he cut them off with his next sentence.

"That's good then."

His abrupt cut-off was deliberate, with a clear purpose: to quickly end the conversation.

Xia Yangyang's confusion did not dissipate; instead, it spread like ripples on a lake surface after a stone was thrown in.

"However, I don't understand military strategy and warfare. This list is very important... I still think we should immediately plan to go north, take it back and study it carefully, contact those who need to be contacted, and take precautions where necessary."

She held the wooden box in both hands and offered it to him, only to have it forcefully pushed back by an iron hand.

"No rush." ​​Lu Xize's voice was as calm as ever. "You still need to rest. Typhoid fever can cause lifelong health problems, and I can't bear such a serious accusation."

"The other day you said that medicine is three parts poison and told me to drink less or not at all."

"There are many spies in Beiping, and you know how dangerous the journey is. Bringing them back blindly would be too risky."

"If you don't go back and don't send out this crucial item just because you're afraid of spies, wouldn't that be throwing the baby out with the bathwater? That's... not like you, Uncle."

She spoke that last title very lightly, like a fine needle piercing his disguise.

"..."

Lu Xize pursed his lips, his profile appearing particularly hard and cold in the moonlight.

This list is the Xia family's last and most important achievement, and it is also the only reason she has the confidence to challenge those stubborn old men in the mansion... and even her brother.

Only she knew this list, so even if she eventually divorced her brother and went back to headquarters, her words would carry some weight.

This list cannot be shown to anyone else, not even him.

In this way, no matter what happens to the two of them in the end, they will not be able to cut the last strand of lotus root.

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, hesitated for a long time, and then spoke again: "Does my elder sister-in-law think she knows more about this than I do?"

"That's not true." Xia Yangyang immediately shook her head. "It's a very important matter, and I'm a little anxious. I'm sure my uncle can understand."

"I have my reasons, elder sister-in-law... Besides, I'm not in a hurry, so why are you so anxious?" Lu Xize's slender fingers curled slightly as he turned over the cup and poured her a cup of hot tea. He then peeled off a lotus-shaped pastry and handed it to her. "Sit down and try the lotus-shaped pastry I bought for you."

"..."