Gu Nuan slowly absorbed and processed the information in her mind, and in an instant, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning again.
This world was simply too insane—there was even a Cultivation Realm. And this Old Ancestor was actually an Immortal Venerable. She suddenly felt as if she had unlocked a whole new side quest, switching from a farming novel to a cultivation novel.
The child really might be his offspring, because those two bursts of fire had both been set off by the child, triggered by sensing her thoughts.
Gu Nuan rubbed her forehead. She wanted to glare at someone but remembered his identity and held back, asking irritably, "Didn't you say Cultivators have difficulty having children? So how did I end up pregnant with Gu Yao?"
Gong Weili coughed uncomfortably upon hearing this. "Ahem, this Venerable One does not know either. However, Yao'er's arrival was quite a surprise to me."
He did not recall ever having taken liberties with her, and how the child had been conceived was also unknown to him. He had tried to divine it, but had been unable to.
If he had not sensed the child's bloodline, he himself could not have been certain the child was his.
"You say he's your child, yet you don't know how he came to be—are you messing with me?" Gu Nuan nearly thought she had misheard.
Gong Weili shook his head. "I have no memory of it, nor could I divine it."
Gu Nuan rolled her eyes at him. "You're pretty useless as a deity."
Thinking of Peach Blossom Village at the foot of the mountain, she asked, "Also, since you're a Cultivator, why would you play Old Ancestor in Peach Blossom Village?"
"When I was undergoing Tribulation back then, I received help from the Tao family's ancestors, so I promised him I would protect Peach Blossom Village for two hundred years."
"How much longer until the agreed term is up?" Gu Nuan shuddered all over at the thought of being called 'Old Ancestress,' wishing only for him to leave quickly.
Gong Weili naturally did not miss her shudder. His thin lips curved slightly. "The term has already expired. It's just that I am rather fond of the tranquility of Peach Blossom Village, so I have continued to reside here."
"You don't plan on leaving Peach Blossom Village?" Gu Nuan felt that with him here, her own stay in the village would certainly not be tranquil.
Seeing the anticipation in her eyes, Gong Weili assumed she hoped he would stay in Peach Blossom Village, and shook his head with a smile. "No plans for now. However, even if I were to leave, I would take you and the child with me."
If Gu Nuan had known what he was imagining, she would have jumped up—who wants you to stay here?
"Thank you so very much." Her words were utterly devoid of energy.
Seeing her slumped weakly over the table, Gong Weili said, "Are you tired? If so, go inside and rest."
"Yeah, my heart is quite tired. I think I'll go sleep." Gu Nuan stood up, preparing to go inside and rest. Only when she raised her eyes to look at the 'room' he had mentioned did she stare in shock.
She had been carried up earlier and placed directly in front of Gong Weili, with no chance to look at the surroundings. Now that she saw them, she was stunned.
What met her eyes was an exquisitely refined and elegant two-story pavilion. The ground was paved with white jade stone, surrounded by rockeries and a small lake. The scene was even more beautiful than anything on television.
This 'Weili Residence' was quite spacious, and it was even named after himself—how narcissistic.
"May I ask which room my son is in? I'll stay with him." Gu Nuan slowly turned her head to look at the person calmly drinking tea.
Gong Weili set down his teacup and waved his hand. "Let Mojing take you there."
"Pfft, Mojing?" Fortunately, there was no tea in her mouth, or she would have either spat it out or choked on it.
"What, is there a problem?" Gong Weili raised an eyebrow at her.
Mojing was also watching her from the side, wanting to know why she was laughing.
Seeing this, Gu Nuan quickly waved her hand and said, "It's fine, nothing's wrong at all. It's just that this name is quite delightful." With that, she headed toward Weili Residence on her own.
It seemed that back at the foot of the mountain, Gong Weili had also mentioned this name. She shook her head and stepped inside.
From the front, it looked like just one courtyard, but only after walking in did she realize how large it was. After turning left and right, she finally reached the room. Mojing pushed open the door and said, "Madam, please rest in this room."
Gu Nuan nodded and walked in. After a couple of steps, she noticed there was no child on the bed. "Huh? Where's my son?"
She turned around, but Mojing was already gone. She walked out of the room to look for the child, but after only a few steps, Gong Weili's figure appeared before her.
"Hey, didn't you say I'd be in the same room as my son? Where is he?"
"The child is in the courtyard next door. You'll stay in this room from now on." After saying this, Gong Weili entered the room.
Gu Nuan glared and ran in after him. "I want to stay in the same room as my son."
"We are husband and wife. It's only natural that we live together." Gong Weili sat down on the soft couch by the window.
"Since when did we become husband and wife? How come I didn't know?" Gu Nuan stood before him, staring straight at him.
Gong Weili propped his forehead with one hand and looked at her. "We already have a son. Won't you consider him?"
Thinking of his identity, Gu Nuan felt she had been tricked. "I mean, you're at least an Immortal Venerable-level figure in the Cultivation Realm. How could you take a fancy to a mortal like me?"
"I'm quite self-aware, you know. I'm only so-so in looks—just barely passable. So why did you take a fancy to me?"
"You're not thinking of using me to ward off disaster, are you? No, that doesn't make sense either. What disaster could a supreme treasure like you have? It can't be just because of the child. Then you're way too casual about this—marrying me without any feelings. Have you thought this through?"
"What if I'm a bad woman? What if I bring you trouble in the mortal world? It's not worth it just for a child."
"There are countless beauties in the world. How can you hang yourself on a single tree like me? Dye your hair black and take a walk outside—you could probably fill an entire city and still not house them all. So, how about it? Want to change your mind?"
Seeing that she had finally finished her rant, Gong Weili asked, "What does 'supreme treasure' mean?"
Gu Nuan was stunned for a moment, then caught on. "Oh, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."
"If you truly want to stay with Yao'er, it's not impossible…" Before Gong Weili could finish, Gu Nuan had already run out. Only after running out did she remember she had no idea how to get there.
Living alone—why build such a big house for no reason?
"Go straight ahead, take the first left, and it's the first courtyard." A voice suddenly appeared in Gu Nuan's mind, startling her into turning around immediately. She thought Gong Weili was right behind her.
Then she remembered—novels often featured Void Transmission. This must be it.
After finding the child and seeing him sleeping so soundly, she instantly felt relieved. She leaned against the edge of the bed and, without realizing it, drifted off to sleep.
When Gong Weili came over, this was the scene he saw: a mother tightly holding her child's hand, sleeping facing him.
He cast a spell, placed her on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and left the room.
"Mojing, go find some clean clothes for the madam and the young master."
"Yes." Only the voice was heard, not the person.
So when Gu Nuan woke up, what she saw were boxes placed beside the bed. Opening them, one box was presumably hers, and the other was the child's.
After leaving the room, she found the kitchen nearby and boiled a pot of water to wash herself and the baby. Neither of them had bathed in two days, and they both felt like they stank.
She washed herself first and changed into new clothes. It took her a while to figure out how to put the new outfit on properly.
After boiling fresh hot water, she was about to pick up the baby to wash him when she noticed he was already awake. "Son, you're starting to stink. Let Mama give you a bath."
Gu Yao glanced at her, then turned around and faced the other way, clearly not wanting her to wash him.
But Gu Nuan didn't realize that. Seeing him roll over, she exclaimed in delight, "Oh! My son is amazing! He can already roll over after just a few days!"
Gu Yao, with his back to her, rolled his eyes, two words bouncing around in his mind: "Idiot."
She scooped him up and stripped him down without ceremony. "Come on, Mama's taking you for a bath."
Gu Yao was completely dumbfounded the whole time. It wasn't until after the bath, when he was dressed and set down on the bed, that he snapped back to reality and immediately buried himself under the blanket.
"Son, what's wrong with you? Don't smother yourself in there."
Gu Nuan dug him out and went to dump the water. Apart from Gong Weili, there was only that Mojing around—if she didn't do it herself, who else would?