Because Bibidong left in a hurry, Qian Xunfeng also neglected to check her body.
As three months passed, Bibidong's lower abdomen gradually began to swell, and this matter could no longer be kept secret.
Qian Xunfeng was stunned when he found out. It had taken him a year with A Yin to conceive, yet Bibidong got pregnant on her first try.
In the end, Qian Xunfeng could only be honest with everyone, which also gave Bibidong a proper status, as he was not a cold and heartless man.
Inside Qian Xunfeng's room, A Yin, A Rou, and Bibidong, the three mature women, were chatting happily, occasionally letting out pleasant laughter.
Qian Renxue was teasing the half-year-old Qian Renchuan, constantly making mischievous giggling sounds, which made Qian Renchuan in his crib a bit speechless.
He occasionally let out whimpering protests, but was righteously suppressed by Qian Renxue.
"I never thought I'd have a younger brother or sister in this life."
Qian Renchuan was also very much looking forward to his unborn sibling. He loved this family very much, so he was willing to give everything to protect these relatives.
Time flew by, and soon more than six months passed, bringing Bibidong's delivery day.
Qian Renchuan had been intelligent since childhood, able to speak at the age of one, which made his grandfather, Qian Daoliu, very fond of him. Qian Daoliu would often ask Snow and Qian Renchuan to come to the Hall of Worship to see him.
At this moment, Qian Xunfeng was pacing back and forth at the door, clearly attaching great importance to this soon-to-be-born child, as it was his flesh and blood.
"Little Brother Qian Renchuan, do you guess Aunt Dong will give birth to a younger sister or a younger brother?"
Qian Renxue stood beside Qian Renchuan, asking curiously.
"It should be a younger sister."
Recalling the year he was tormented by Snow, Qian Renchuan felt a chill. If it were a younger brother, wouldn't he suffer with him?
After a long time, there was still no movement from inside the room, which made Qian Xunfeng feel uneasy.
He used his divine sense to check the situation inside the room and found that the midwife had fallen into a coma, and Bibidong was lying painfully on the bed.
The Rakshasa God Power emanating from her body enveloped Bibidong, preventing her from making a sound.
"It's a hidden trick from the Rakshasa God before."
A hint of killing intent flashed in Qian Xunfeng's eyes. Without hesitation, he instantly flashed into the room.
As Order Divine Power continuously entered Bibidong's body, the Rakshasa God Power was gradually expelled, and Bibidong's complexion also gradually eased.
At this time, the fetus in Bibidong's womb had been corroded by the Rakshasa God Power. If Qian Xunfeng were to forcefully expel it, the baby might not survive.
So he injected Order Divine Power into the female infant's Seraphim Martial Soul. As the Rakshasa God Power was gradually softened by the Order Divine Power,
the Martial Soul also underwent a transformation, becoming an Eight-Winged Fallen Archangel. If she were to become a god in the future, her Martial Soul might even transform again.
With the cry of a female infant, both Bibidong and her daughter were out of danger.
Qian Xunfeng woke up the midwife and erased her memory of the Rakshasa God Power, to prevent the woman from speaking carelessly outside.
"Ugh~"
The unconscious Bibidong suddenly woke up. Seeing Qian Xunfeng by the window, she embraced him with a hint of fear.
"Teacher, Dong'er was so scared just now."
Just now, an inexplicable power had entwined her and her newborn daughter, almost causing them to die completely.
"It's alright now."
Soothing the frightened Bibidong, Qian Xunfeng held her in his arms. His gentle voice calmed Bibidong down.
After Qian Xunfeng's divine power healing, Bibidong and her daughter had recovered their health. Looking at the sleeping female infant, Bibidong said to Qian Xunfeng with tenderness:
"Teacher, let's give our child a name."
"Let's call her Qian Renxuan. Xuan also means 'forget-worry grass,' hoping Xuan'er can grow up carefree."
"Okay, Dong'er will listen to Teacher."
Bibidong leaned tightly against Qian Xunfeng's shoulder, feeling this hard-won tenderness. Although Teacher's feelings for her had changed in the past,
they hadn't been so close. Today, she truly felt Teacher's tenderness, which intoxicated her.
After the danger passed, Bibidong was somewhat tired. Leaning on Qian Xunfeng's shoulder, she fell into a deep sleep.
Qian Xunfeng gently placed Bibidong on the bed and then had a maid take care of Qian Renxuan.
When Qian Xunfeng walked out of the room, he saw his father and a group of worship surrounding him.
"What happened, Feng'er?"
Qian Daoliu's face was filled with worry. Their Qian family had always been small in number, but in his generation, there were suddenly three descendants, making him overjoyed every day.
"It's nothing, just a problem with the Martial Soul, which has already been resolved."
Qian Xunfeng did not tell the truth, to avoid worrying the old man. After all, he could handle such matters himself; the old man just needed to wait patiently to hold his granddaughter. Qian Xunfeng, however, considered much more.
"Hmm, it's good that everything's alright, it's good."
Qian Daoliu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that mother and daughter were safe. The Qian family had one more successor, and he felt a bit of unrequited love for Xixi in his heart.
If Xixi had been willing to be with him back then, Feng'er and Ji'er would probably have had another talented younger brother or sister.
"Congratulations, Elder Brother, on the addition of another member to your family."
Several worship also congratulated Qian Daoliu.
Qian Xunji, on the other hand, was fiercely pinched on his love handles by Lingyuan, looking at Qian Xunji with some resentment.
"Yuan'er, be gentle. We'll do it today too."
Qian Xunji chuckled awkwardly, went behind Lingyuan, and wrapped his arms around Lingyuan's shapely waist, saying dotingly.
However, Lingyuan's vitality was at its limit supporting the birth of a Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul. To have another one, she would definitely need to recuperate first.
For his younger brother's happiness, Qian Xunfeng naturally wouldn't be stingy. He immediately handed a quasi-Immortal Herb, the Scarlet Phoenix Heaven-Mending Grass, to Lingyuan.
"Ji'er, you can also take Lingyuan out to travel and play sometimes. Let those Cardinals handle the official documents for now."
For Qian Daoliu, nothing was more important than the Qian family flourishing and expanding. After all, Spirit Hall was merely established to help the Angel God collect faith.
As for the matter of altering documents, if the Cardinals dared to play any small tricks under his nose, they must be tired of living too long.
"Yes, Father."
Upon hearing about the vacation, Qian Xunji also felt a burden lift from his shoulders. He could travel the continent with Yuan'er and enjoy a happy life.
The workaholic Qian Xunji felt the pleasure of life for the first time.
In the evening, Bibidong woke up. Qian Xunfeng also arranged for A Yin and Bibidong to gather, having a reunion dinner.
A Rou was also there, brought by A Yin. Clearly, the two had become good sisters and usually chatted happily.
At the dinner table, Qian Xunfeng looked at the three beautiful mature women and couldn't help but admire his own taste. Although they were all mature women,
their styles were different. A Yin appeared gentle and elegant, kind-hearted, and her personality was like a lively, silly girl.
A Rou, on the other hand, was tender and flowing like water, with a somewhat lively personality, appearing like a delicate and easily-toppled young maiden.
As for Bibidong, after Qian Xunfeng corrected her way of thinking, she was quite special. She was cold to outsiders, giving off a 'strangers do not approach' vibe, but instantly turned into an infatuated woman when she saw him.
Qian Renchuan looked at his younger sister, who was sucking on a pacifier, with curiosity in his eyes. He also thought his younger sister was very cute, and a special sense of mission welled up in his heart.