Han Jing gave him a gentle smile, naturally nestling into his arms, lowering her head to hide all her inner emotions.
She should be thankful that she had been an actress for many years, otherwise she wouldn’t know whether she could conceal herself so freely under such intense pressure.
She has always been stubborn and unwilling to show weakness. She didn’t have to be so strong, she could clearly entrust everything to him and let him bear it while she only needed to be a little anxious.
But then she wouldn’t be herself.
If she couldn’t do more at the mont, then let her accompany him wholeheartedly, accompanying him to the very last mont.
She knew he wasn’t telling her everything because she was still too weak.
Too weak to help or intervene even if she knew the truth and the predicant he was facing.
So, she pretended not to know.
One day, she would be strong enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with him. Then, they could be open and honest with each other. The love she desired was never dependency; security wasn’t sothing others could give but sothing one gives oneself.
At this mont, Su Yu was solely focused on Han Jing, thinking only of how to protect her and the child, yet he overlooked what was happening in the Spirit Cultivation Realm during this ti and what changes it caused.
When he finally found out, it was already too late.
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One month later.
At the Yao Xiang Pavilion, Han Jing was settled into the delivery room they had long prepared. Su Yaogeng, anxious, was accompanying a few midwives and an insistent An Chuxue, keeping watch over Han Jing.
Han Jing looked sowhat helplessly at Su Yaogeng, who was more nervous than she was, "Mother, you really don’t need to keep watch. Giving birth doesn’t happen imdiately; you should wait outside. I’m fine!"
Su Yaogeng furrowed her brows tightly, speaking cautiously, "Jing’er, don’t hold back. If it hurts, just scream. Mother is here with you, don’t be afraid!"
Although she hadn’t given birth herself, she had heard of others giving birth, and didn’t they all scream and shout? How co, when it ca to their own Jing’er, she didn’t hear a peep, just saying contractions, if it hurt, then shout it out!
Han Jing felt helplessly amused. It’s not that she wasn’t afraid of pain, but this level of pain was nothing to her. Moreover, her Water Ability could alleviate her pain to a certain degree. She was being very careful with her superpower to not hurt the child, and now it was just the start of contractions, nothing so exaggerated!
Su Yaogeng grabbed her cold hand, her face turning white, "Why is this hand so cold? Jing’er, how are you feeling, is everything okay?"
Han Jing...
"An’an, can you help by taking my mother outside, or else I really can’t give birth!" Her hands were naturally cold, not only her hands but her whole body was cold...
"Okay, okay, mother will go out first. Don’t hold back, if it hurts, make sure to scream, mother is waiting outside!" Su Yaogeng was truly worried, but she was even more nervous than Jing’er. This was her only precious daughter, now about to give birth, how could she not be tense?
Su Yu was even more nervous than her. If Han Jing hadn’t strictly forbidden him from coming in, he would have entered long ago!
Su Yaogeng reluctantly walked out, turning back three tis with each step, and only then did Han Jing breathe a sigh of relief. She was also giving birth for the first ti, with no confidence at all. With everyone staring at her like this, it really stressed her out!
The pain grew increasingly intense, and Han Jing couldn’t help but clench her teeth.
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