Night. Lin Yun was preparing to turn off the lights and go to sleep.
Just as his hand reached for the bedside lamp switch, it was gently grasped by a soft, small hand.
"Husband..."
Su Yingxue turned to her side, her watery eyes gazing at him, her voice so soft and sweet it could almost drip water.
Lin Yun paused. He was all too familiar with this expression.
Over the past few days, whenever Su Yingxue wanted to be intimate, she would show this look.
Her slightly pursed lips, flickering gaze, and the faint blush on her face all spoke of her desire.
His heart stirred as well.
Since becoming pregnant, Su Yingxue seemed even more sensitive, radiating a gentle, maternal glow, yet she was even more alluring than usual.
However... Lin Yun gently squeezed her hand back. "Yingxue, you are pregnant now. We cannot..."
Su Yingxue saw his concern, nuzzled into his chest, and acted coquettishly. "Husband, I asked Auntie Liu. She said the first few months are fine, as long as we are careful."
"Later... in the later months, if the movements are gentle, it will also be no problem."
Auntie Liu was the sixty-year-old head maid of the Lin family and also an experienced physician who had served the Lin family for over thirty years.
Lin Yun’s eyes lit up. "Did Auntie Liu really say that?"
"Really." Su Yingxue nodded. "She also said that appropriate activity is good for both the pregnant woman and the fetus."
Lin Yun’s resolve was already wavering, but he was still worried. "But... I am a Martial Artist now, the kind that can punch with six thousand kilograms of force. What if I can’t control my strength..."
Su Yingxue chuckled and traced circles on his chest. "I am a Martial Artist too. Although I am only at the Early Stage of the First Rank, my physical fitness is much stronger than an ordinary person’s, so how could I be injured so easily?"
Lin Yun thought about it and realized she was right. Su Yingxue could now punch with over five thousand kilograms of force, and her physical strength far exceeded that of an ordinary person.
But he was still a bit worried. After all, this was their first child.
He took out his phone, opened the browser, and typed in "Precautions for Martial Artist pregnancy."
The search results popped up, and Lin Yun carefully checked them one by one.
"In the Early Stages of pregnancy for a Martial Artist, appropriate exercise helps with Qi and blood circulation..."
"Because a Martial Artist’s physical fitness is far superior to an ordinary person’s, appropriate intimate activity during pregnancy is safe..."
"It is recommended to maintain moderate Martial Dao Cultivate during pregnancy, which helps the fetus absorb the mother’s Qi and blood..."
The more he read, the brighter Lin Yun’s eyes became. So pregnancy for a Martial Artist was completely different from that of an ordinary person.
Due to their powerful Qi and blood, Martial Artists not only do not become weak during pregnancy but may even be in better condition due to the nourishment of their Qi and blood.
He put down his phone, wrapped his arms around Su Yingxue, and chuckled. "Wife, since Auntie Liu said so and the medical data supports it, shall your husband and wife exchange properly tonight?"
Su Yingxue blushed, her eyes full of sweetness. "Husband..."
"Come, let your husband have a kiss first." Lin Yun lowered his head and kissed her, gentle and lingering.
Su Yingxue responded passionately, wrapping her arms around his neck.
The moonlight spilled into the room through the gaps in the curtains, gently enveloping the newlyweds.
The light from the bedside lamp intertwined with the moonlight, reflecting their lingering silhouettes on the wall.
That night, the lights in the bridal chamber remained on until late.
The next morning, in the Training Room. Lin Yun and Su Yingxue arrived on time, but Sister Wen Yan had not yet arrived.
This was very rare in the past. Sister Wen Yan usually arrived early, having prepared the training equipment to wait for them.
"What’s wrong with Sister Wen Yan today?" Su Yingxue asked, feeling a bit puzzled.
"I don’t know." Lin Yun shrugged. "Maybe she overslept."
The two waited for a full half hour before the door to the Training Room was pushed open.
Sister Wen Yan walked in, still in her black training outfit, with a high ponytail, beautiful and moving. But her expression was not quite right.
As soon as she entered, her gaze was fixed directly on Lin Yun, her eyes complex, carrying a trace of annoyance and another trace of an indescribable emotion.
"Morning, Sister Wen Yan." Lin Yun greeted her with a smile. "Why are you late today?"
Sister Wen Yan didn’t answer, but walked straight to them, her eyes sweeping over Lin Yun’s face several times, then looking at Su Yingxue, whose cheeks were slightly flushed and whose eyes still held a lingering watery gaze.
Then she said to Lin Yun, sounding annoyed, "What do you think?"
Lin Yun was stunned. "What?"
"Yingxue is pregnant!"
"You two last night..."
"I heard it all. The commotion in the bridal chamber was so loud, who in the entire estate doesn’t know?"
Sister Wen Yan’s tone was clearly reproachful. Su Yingxue’s face turned bright red instantly, and she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
She lowered her head, her fingers nervously twisted together. Lin Yun was thick-skinned. Not only was he not embarrassed, he chuckled instead.
"Sister Wen Yan, you don’t understand this, do you?"
"Yingxue and I are both Martial Artists now. Exchanging at night is not only harmless but actually beneficial to both body and mind."
"It promotes marital affection and regulates Qi and blood circulation..."
"Beneficial my foot!" Sister Wen Yan interrupted him, so angry her face turned red.
"Bullying me because you think I don’t understand, right? Although a Martial Artist’s body is strong during pregnancy, it’s not for you to mess around like this."
Lin Yun blinked and pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Sister Wen Yan, I have actually checked the data. Look."
He pulled up the page he had found last night and held it out in front of Sister Wen Yan.
Sister Wen Yan didn’t want to look at first, but her gaze could not help but sweep over it. The more she read, the more complex her expression became.
She actually vaguely knew about this medical data, but she had subconsciously ignored it and treated Su Yingxue like an ordinary person.
As a Second-Rank Perfection Martial Artist, her knowledge base far exceeded that of an ordinary person. But for some reason, seeing Lin Yun and Su Yingxue being intimate just made her inexplicably angry.
Perhaps it was because this young couple was too unreserved? Perhaps it was because... there was some sourness deep in her heart that she didn’t want to admit?
Sister Wen Yan quickly finished scanning the data, tossed the phone back into Lin Yun’s arms, and said expressionlessly, "Alright, I know. Start training."
She turned and walked toward the training area, her back somewhat stiff. "Yingxue, continue to meditate and Cultivate the Five Hearts Toward Heaven Method today to consolidate your Realm."
Sister Wen Yan’s voice returned to its usual calm and professional tone. "As for you."
She looked back at Lin Yun, a glimmer of revenge flashing in her eyes. "Ten times gravity, start with ten sets of the Fierce Tiger Fist."
"Ten times gravity?!" Su Yingxue exclaimed. "Sister Wen Yan, isn’t that too much? Husband just advanced to Martial Artist yesterday..."
Sister Wen Yan said calmly, "Is ten times too much? Not at all. After I advanced to Martial Artist, I started with twelve times gravity training."
Lin Yun’s mouth twitched. He knew it. Last night’s exchange must have upset Sister Wen Yan, and she was using training to take revenge on him.
This person is really something. If she likes me, she should just say it. I would love to marry her right away. Now, instead, she’s being so coy.
But... she seems very cute. Even though her body is so hot. So mature. So alluring. Her personality is actually... the contrast is maxed out.