If you want to survive after transmigrating, become the male protagonist's new mother.

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Pei Yuening returned to his room to prepare for a nice afternoon nap.

He drew the curtains, changed into his pajamas, and lay down on the bed.

Just as I was about to close my eyes—

With a "whoosh," Gao Gao burst in through the slightly ajar window and plunged headfirst into Pei Yuening's quilt.

"Master! I'm back!" She fluttered her head out a couple of times.

"Ouch!" Pei Yuening was startled and grabbed Gao Gao from under the covers, holding her up to his eyes.

"Could you please come in a more normal way?!"

Gao Gao flapped her wings twice.

"That's the fastest way!" she said matter-of-factly.

Pei Yuening took a deep breath, placed her on the pillow, and lay back down.

"Alright, delivered?"

"Delivered!" Gao Gao squatted by the pillow, her short legs crossed, looking smug. "And you know what—"

She leaned closer, lowered her voice, and acted mysteriously.

"Your husband has finished eating."

Pei Yuening closed her eyes: "Hmm...hmm???!"

He opened his eyes abruptly: "What?! My husband?! Don't talk nonsense!!!"

"Didn't you yourself say he was your future husband?"

"That's the future! Not now!" Pei Yuening shrieked, "You didn't say that in front of him, did you?"

Gao Gao paused for a moment, then shook her head.

Luo Ren told her to keep it a secret.

Pei Yuening breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes again: "That's fine then..."

He turned over and shoved Gao Gao into the blanket: "Okay, go to sleep."

"I'm not sleepy!"

"Then shut up."

Gao Gao burrowed around in the blanket a couple of times, peeking out her little head, which was covered in fluorescent powder.

She chuckled twice and then said nothing more.

The room quieted down, and Pei Yuening quickly fell asleep.

Gao Gao was genuinely not sleepy, but she couldn't disturb Pei Yuening's sleep.

So she stuck a little hand out from under the covers and poked his face.

The curtains were drawn tightly, with only a sliver of afternoon light leaking through the gaps, which fell directly on Pei Yuening's face.

His eyelashes were long, casting a small fan-shaped shadow under his eyelids, with the ends slightly upturned, and the mole under his eye was faintly visible in the dim light.

He turned over gently, and the blanket slipped down a little, revealing a section of his shoulder.

Gao Gao flew over, grabbed the corner of the blanket with her two little hands, and pulled it up with a thud, covering the part that had slipped out completely.

The room was very quiet.

Gao Gao yawned slightly, her eyes slowly squinting.

As expected, drowsiness is contagious.

She stretched, hugged Pei Yuening's hand that was placed next to her face, and fell asleep.

Downstairs, in the hall.

Ye Jiyun was sitting on the sofa, with the tax records of the family's city-state fiefdom laid out in front of him.

The densely packed numbers are so numerous that an ordinary person would get dizzy just by looking at them.

Ye Jiyun simply sat quietly, occasionally making a few annotations with a quill pen.

The butler approached and bowed slightly: "Your Grace, Duke."

"Um."

"People from the Holy Academy have come to deliver textbooks."

Ye Jiyun looked up and put down the documents in her hand: "Understood, please invite them in."

"Yes."

A moment later, the butler led in two people.

They were wearing the uniforms of the Holy Academy's logistics department, and upon standing still, they bowed respectfully and said, "Your Grace, Duke."

Ye Jiyun nodded.

"These are your younger brother's textbooks for this semester." The leader handed over a package: "As is customary, this is being delivered to your residence. It includes instructions for the start of the semester and the class schedule."

The housekeeper took the package, and Ye Jiyun smiled gently: "Thank you for your hard work."

"No, thank you," the man said, bowing slightly. "Then we'll take our leave."

Ye Jiyun gestured to the butler to see the guest out.

The butler saw the two to the gate, then turned back.

"Your Grace, would you like me to deliver the young master's class schedule?"

Ye Jiyun shook her head: "No need, I'll go."

He picked up the top sheet of paper from the stack of books and went up the stairs.

The corridor was quiet, the thick carpet swallowing up all footsteps.

Ye Jiyun walked to Pei Yuening's door and knocked gently.

no respond.

He gently turned the doorknob and peeked through the crack.

The curtains in the room were all drawn, and only the light coming in from the hallway shone on the bulge in the center of the bed.

Ye Jiyun unconsciously softened her breathing.

He gently pushed the door open, trying not to make a sound.

Ye Jiyun originally just wanted to put down the book and leave.

But strangely, there seemed to be some twinkling light spots on Pei Yuening's pillow.

Ye Jiyun frowned and took a step closer.

He looked down, and then his expression instantly cracked.

The light source was coming from a flower fairy the size of a palm? And at this moment it was curled up in a ball, holding Pei Yuening's fingers.

Her small chest rose and fell gently with her breath, and fluorescent powder sprinkled all over the pillow.

Ye Jiyun's pupils trembled slightly.

He certainly knew what the flower fairy meant.

The top-tier healing familiars are only possessed by the elders of the Silver Staff Council.

They were undoubtedly great magicians.

His younger brother, however, has zero magic power.

Ye Jiyun stood still, motionless.

The complex look in his eyes slowly softened from shock.

Pei Yuening has changed a lot recently.

He no longer throws tantrums or breaks plates; he's just like a normal child.

She went into the kitchen, cooked for him, and smiled at him.

If it's because of this flower fairy... then everything makes sense.

Ye Jiyun bent down and gently placed a kiss on Pei Yuening's forehead.

He didn't wake Pei Yuening, but silently placed the paper in his hand on the table.

He turned and walked to the door, glancing back at it.

Then he went out and gently closed the door behind him.

The butler was waiting in the corridor.

"Your Majesty the Duke."

"Young Master is taking a nap," Ye Jiyun said. "No one is allowed to disturb him."

The butler paused for a moment, then lowered his head: "Yes, sir."

Ye Jiyun returned to the study and sat down.

He laid out the letter paper, picked up the quill pen, and gently dipped it in ink.

With the pen in hand, he wrote the first line.

He didn't know how Pei Yuening did it, but from now on, he had to protect him.

The Imperial Palace, the Study.

Qin Shuxing was actually a little distracted.

Because I was still savoring the flower cakes from this morning.

He smacked his lips, wondering what would be delivered tomorrow.

A servant's voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, the Duke of Winston has sent a messenger."

Qin Shuxing took a moment to react.

Winster... Oh, Ye Jiyun, Pei Yuening's brother.

Duke Ye is just Duke Ye, why call him a title?

He shook his head: "Come in."

The servant pushed open the door and entered, presenting a letter sealed with wax with both hands.

Qin Shuxing took it.

The letter was written in Ye Jiyun's neat handwriting, unhurried and deliberate, with each stroke displaying aristocratic precision.

He read down line by line.

The gist is that Pei Yuening has a flower fairy, but it has zero magic power and is powerless to protect itself.

We earnestly request that more personnel be assigned to the school after the start of the semester to provide covert protection.

Furthermore, I do not wish to disclose this information and hope you will keep it confidential.

Qin Shuxing put down the letter.

Oh, is that so?

As dusk deepened outside the window, his expression remained unchanged.

Pei Yuening, who can't even conjure up a healing technique, is quite something to have a flower fairy.

However, the Holy Academy...

Qin Shuxing rolled her eyes, then casually cast a fire spell and burned the letter.

"Someone come here."

.........