Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

Xia Yangyang immediately lowered her head, not daring to look at Samuel's expression. Strangely, she didn't feel that her self-esteem was hurt, but her eyes instantly turned red, and tears welled up in them.

All that could be heard was frost climbing the building and a bloodcurdling scream.

A severed arm lay on the ground.

Her long, black hair fell to the ground in an instant, like a star falling from the night sky.

Her fingertips, resting on her head, trembled slightly, betraying her utterly distraught state of mind.

Suddenly, she felt a tightness around her waist, and all the scenes beneath her feet shrank and swept away as he carried her into the air.

The whistling wind whistled past her ears, and Xia Yangyang's eyes widened.

Did he know he was pregnant? This dangerous behavior could result in the deaths of three people!

"Samuel, don't get agitated."

Round tears were still rolling down his face, but she didn't have time to care. All she saw was that his face was abnormally pale.

"I can explain everything to you, let's get down first, okay?"

"..."

"Samuel, your body can't take it anymore, don't fly anymore!"

Samuel remained silent and did not look at her.

Xia Yangyang's emotions overwhelmed her in an instant: "I said stop flying! Stop!!"

Everything happened too suddenly.

Yes, she regretted letting him witness it all, and was annoyed that she hadn't told him sooner, but more than anything, she felt anger and helplessness mixed together, leaving her feeling utterly overwhelmed.

Samuel, who told him to follow us?

She can handle everything. She has already bought a protective shield, so no one will get hurt, and she won't let the elves, whom she has been trying so hard to hide, be exposed to the public.

Did he realize how badly he had made things by interfering? Countless eyes were on the elves; how much trouble would this bring to the elven race?

She just wanted to protect him and the child; she didn't want the stars in the sky.

Why is it so difficult?

Why couldn't he believe that she could handle everything?

He seems to listen to her, but in reality, he's always acting on his own. She should have imprisoned him sooner.

Until the moment he returned to the plane, his tall figure suddenly shrank.

It felt as if an invisible rope was twisting tightly around his abdomen.

Samuel's face turned pale instantly, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and a painful groan involuntarily escaped his mouth.

Consciousness is like a sailboat detached from the dock, swept into the deep, turbulent ocean.

"Samuel! Samuel!!"

In his dizzy, hazy state, he saw his lover kneeling beside him, her face streaked with tears, pleadingly patting his face to wake him up and to help him hold on.

The sudden and drastic contrast made his lover seem like a complete stranger.

His Yangyang, so cute and pretty like a little fox, how did she suddenly become this flower that's about to wither?

"Why did you follow me! I've already lied to you!" His lover was on the verge of despair.

"You taught me, so beautiful, I've always remembered it." Samuel forced a mocking smile. "You can't listen with your ears, you have to see with your eyes, and feel with your heart... My heart tells me you're not healthy or happy, and that you're hiding something from me."

Upon hearing this, she was first taken aback by what she had never expected, and then tears of bewilderment and helplessness welled up in her eyes.

Samuel turned his face away, as if his heart had been ripped out.

Was she this upset when she discovered he had been lying to her all along?

No wonder she couldn't forgive him for so long.

He doesn't want to forgive her anymore...

The air was turbulent, and Samuel woke up once during the journey.

He saw her wearing a mask and sterile gloves, her hands covered in blood, her face as pale as plaster, yet she forced herself to concentrate fully on the surgery inside his abdomen.

He saw a tiny, fair-skinned, snow-white creature being carried out by her.

A little while later, a small creature appeared, its body flushed red from holding its breath, crying loudly.

Samuel felt his stomach suddenly empty, as if it were leaking air.

Did she kill him?

Just like humans enjoy killing fish to get their eggs.

His mind was blank as he stared blankly at his lover who was calmly stitching up his stomach. What did she take him for? A doll?

Perhaps the gaze was too intense, because she turned her head to look at him.

To maintain sterility, she couldn't touch him with her hands, so she rested her forehead against his.

The soft, low sobbing sounds were like the night wind blowing across the hills.

"Samuel, you'll be alright with me here."

The wrinkles that had appeared in Samuel's heart were thus simply smoothed out.

He nodded with all his might, but only moved his head slightly.

*

When Samuel woke up again, he saw the log roof of the Green Elf's clinic.

He turned his head with difficulty and saw the green elf not far away holding two swaddled babies in his arms, grinning from ear to ear.

A tingling, numb sensation came from my arm. I looked down and saw a furry head.

His lover was exhausted and fell asleep holding his arm.

System: [Samuel's awake! He's awake!]

Xia Yangyang: [Hmm... It's okay, he didn't want to wake me up, I'll sleep a little longer...]

System: [Didn't you swear you'd take care of them?]

Xia Yangyang: [I dragged the three of them back on foot... Ah!]

The system kicked her soul hard: [You'll die in a couple of days, then you'll have plenty of time to sleep!]

I slept on and off for less than three hours.

When Xia Yangyang opened her eyes, the whites of her eyes were covered with bloodshot veins, and with her dry, chapped lips, she really looked like she might faint at any moment.

"Did I disturb you?" Samuel gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips.

His features were unusually gentle and refined, and his lips were lighter than usual, like a pinkish-red preserved plum.

The weakness she felt after giving birth strangely ignited a wicked fire within Xia Yangyang.

She immediately gave herself a mental slap.

What a bastard!

"How could that be? I'll get you some water. It's all my fault for being so irresponsible; I fell asleep while watching over you." Xia Yangyang brought a glass of water, carefully rocked the bed, and fed it to him.

Neither of them mentioned anything about the human world.

Their eyes met, and a subtle, delicate atmosphere filled the air.

This subtle feeling intensified after she fed him four glasses of water.

Xia Yangyang broke the awkward silence first, smiling brightly: "Want to see the children? They're very healthy and adorable."

Samuel's thin eyelids drooped, concealing his gloomy mood: "Hmm."

She and the green elf each brought over one of the two cubs: a snow-white, golden-haired boy of elven blood, and a black-haired girl sucking her fingers, who was human.

Samuel glanced at each of them, saying it was for him to see, but he wasn't very interested, looking listless, and didn't even hug them.

As expected, they couldn't escape this fate.

Xia Yangyang felt like a deflated balloon. She handed the child over to the Green Elf to take care of. Once the room was empty, she lifted the quilt, crawled into bed, and leaned weakly against him.

"Forgive me, Samuel."

As she uttered those words, the tall figure beside her suddenly stiffened.

"People say that the dying are the easiest to forgive."