Assassin Farmer Chapter 139 (Part 1)
Translated by Pure
Edited by NovaLeir
Chapter 139: Double Happiness (1)
“Haha! Ruo Er, we’re going to have another baby!” Xue Li kept smiling after learning that his wife was one month pregnant.
“Li!” Feng Ruo Er looked at her husband, who was absolutely too excited now, with a complicated face. "Please don't laugh that loud," she murmured quietly, pulling his sleeve. Almost all the villagers in Fan Hua Town knew she was pregnant.
“What’s the problem?” Xue Li shrugged in disapproval. He then gently hugged Feng Ruo Er. “Alright, let’s go, go. Don’t stand for a long time. That girl said our baby isn’t stable. You need to rest well. Hmm, could it be because of the bumpy journey on the horse carriage here? If I’ve known this, I wouldn’t have agreed with you to come to this rural area. Now, how can we go back to the palace? The tiresome trip will take at least a dozen days.” Xue Li couldn’t help but furrow his brows thinking about the trip back home after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
“Darling!” Feng Ruo Er smiled as she cast a glance at Xue Li.“Jing Zhi only said that I just need to rest well for a couple days. She didn’t mean my body’s too weak. Moreover, you shouldn’t talk nonsense. If people hear that, they will laugh at my face.”
Perhaps it was because she was pregnant after more than twenty years; she felt somewhat tired these days. She had thought it was because of her long journey on the horse carriage. She had no idea the actual cause was her pregnancy.
It would be embarrassing for others to learn she was pregnant again, given her age.
“Who dares!” Xue Li's face darkened. “You’re the Queen of Blood Union with a dragon baby. Who dares talk behind your back!”
“I just made an example. Why are you so mad?” Feng Ruo Er gave him a sidelong glance. Annoyed, she swung his hand that was supporting her away, walking to their bedroom.
“I’m not mad at you… Alright, alright, I’m just too happy. I can’t believe I still have a chance to have another child. Be careful, you’re pregnant now…”
“Child! Child! If you wanted more children, why didn’t you learn from your father and have more wives…”
“Ruo Er!” Xue Li grunted, stopping Feng Ruo Er’s tongue-slipping. “We’ve been married for so many years. Are you not familiar with my character yet? You can joke about everything but not this.”
“I’m sorry! Li, I just lost my mind. I didn’t mean that…” Seeing Xue Li’s serious face, Feng Ruo Er knew she had let her rage overwhelm her mind and said something that hurt Xue Li.
As Xue Li had said, they had been a married couple for so many years and had been through so many ups and downs. Of course, she knew he had made his father’s actions a warning to himself. The most direct aftermath of having more wives and concubines was to endanger the stability and well-being of the Blood Union’s royals.
Furthermore, despite the fact that their son had been kidnapped and they hadn't known where he was for more than twenty years, and despite the fact that she missed Zhan-er so much that she couldn't bear another child, Xue Li had never mentioned that he would marry more wives to lengthen the royal bloodline. It was because he was worried that one day, if his son was still alive, his other brothers from different mothers would kill each other for the throne. Just like he and Xue Ying. And it would rain blood over the imperial palace of Blood Union.
In other words, Xue Ying’s event had deprived Xue Li of intention to expand his harem in Blood Union.
How could she not know how happy he was when he found out she got pregnant! How could she mock and stimulate him like that! How stupid of her!
“I know.” Xue Li couldn’t scold her any further when he saw her self-blaming face. He sighed, hugging Feng Ruo Er. “Ruo Er, when we married, I told you that I needed only you for the rest of my life. I always meant what I said. The numbers of my father’s wives were as many as the fish in the river. I have never wished I could be like him one day. On the contrary, I just wanted to use a torch to burn down his entire harem. Listen to me!”
Xue Li gently placed his hand on Feng Ruo Er’s mouth to stop her from giving him some comforting words. Slowly, he expressed his heart. “When Zhan-er was born that year, I already decided that you wouldn’t bear more children. It’s enough that we got Zhan-er since we’re not sure if we have more children, that they could live together in harmony. Our son was just one year old when Xue Yan kidnapped him. Even though twenty-four years passed by, I have never given up searching for him. But you know, the hope to see him again seems so vague to us. That’s why I ordered the imperial doctor to treat you in the hope that you could bear more children for the royal family. But… I know that you were so hurt you didn’t even want to live anymore when Zhan-er remained missing. You insisted that it was your fault that Xue Yan got a chance to deploy her scheme. So, even after twenty-years, you haven’t got rid of that shadow. Doctor Liang was right. It would be very hard for you to bear another child as long as the knot in your heart hasn’t been untied. So I decided from then, that it was okay not to have a son of my own. At most, I would choose an excellent child in our extended family to inherit my throne. Since then, I haven't asked the doctor to treat you anymore. Everything should go with its natural flow. I haven’t tried to force anything. But even so, Rou Er, I have never thought about marrying more wives. If I’ve ever lied to you, I will be struck by lightning to death…”
Feng Ruo Er suddenly raised her hand to stop him from speaking the last four words. She smiled, her tears rolling, and the agony in her heart vanished.
“I understand. How could I not understand?” She said in a low voice. Because she understood, she felt more guilty.
“It’s good then. We had a frank talk today and it would save my sincerity from your doubt. Ruo Er, haven’t you seen that? From my generation onward, the men of the Xue family are all very loyal.” Xue Li scanned the bamboo bushes not far from him. Under the quiet sunlight of the afternoon, the figure over there didn’t hide or intervene with their conversation. Under the sun, he looked less resistant and more tolerant.
He should have heard, right? As he was the son, and after listening to his father’s confession, no matter what, he should call his father “father” and Feng Ruo Er “mother” once?
For the past twenty-four years, they had never given up on him. Not even for a moment.
Xue Li embraced his wife. He purposely sat on the wooden bench in front of their room in Bamboo Garden. He waited for a while before sneaking another glance. Heht? That blue figure was no longer there.
Damn it! His son tricked him again!
