The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 310: Unsolicited Opinions [Bonus]

Chapter 310: Unsolicited Opinions [Bonus]

The rose colored vision of Xuan Yang

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Among the vibrant and bustling world of the Nanshan Estate, Xu Feng’s presence in the Blooming Courtyard stood out like a rare, blooming flower among a field of greenery.

His silver hair, which cascaded in a shimmering waterfall down his back, seemed to catch the sunlight and turn it into liquid silver. His rosy features and a complexion that radiated health and vitality made him resemble a radiant flower in full bloom.

As Xu Feng went about his day, his steps were accompanied by a gentle waddle, involuntarily showcasing the two precious lives he carried within him.

His once meticulous movements now carried an air of endearing clumsiness, and his belly, round and full, drew admiration from the few who witnessed it. He moved gracefully, as if dancing through the courtyard, despite the added weight and discomfort.

If anyone asked the Xuan young master, the energetic ger was the cutest thing he had ever seen. The adorable sight of the waddling ger seemed to melt Xuan Yang’s heart, filling him with warmth and adoration.

Almost gone was his initial instinct to tease Xu Feng relentlessly, replaced by a soft affection that he couldn’t help but feel. He watched Xu Feng with an indulgent smile, his heartstrings tugged by the cuteness of his lover.

Had it not been for his duties to handle the Xuan clan and the pressing need to secure connections in Jinghua, Xuan Yang might have given in to the temptation to tease Xu Feng endlessly.

The pouting ger, despite his shameless antics, had unlocked a new level of cuteness that Xuan Yang struggled to contain his reactions to. Xu Feng’s serene facade while acting shamelessly only added to the charm.

Despite his determination to lead a life with Xuan Jian unburdened by children, he couldn’t help but find Xu Feng’s pregnancy utterly endearing. His heartstrings were tugged at each time he saw this silver haired ger, and he couldn’t help but smile at the sight.

On the opposite end of the spectrum, if anyone asked Xuan Jian, his response to Xu Feng’s condition was blatantly different. He was deeply concerned about the ger’s well being and the impending birth of their children.

His nerves were constantly on edge as he watched Xu Feng’s every move, and his brow furrowed with worry. He had never ever before been so anxious before.

The sight of the waddling ger was far from endearing for Xuan Jian. Instead, it served as a constant reminder of the impending birth of their children and the multitude of uncertainties that lay ahead. At first, as he followed Xu Feng’s every step with a frown, he couldn’t help but feel a growing anxiety that gnawed at his insides.

If it had been up to him, Xuan Jian might have imposed a strict bedrest regimen on Xu Feng, similar to the one his clan imposed on pregnant women. He had grown up witnessing the stringent measures imposed on pregnant women in his clan, and their well being had always been closely monitored.

Distant memories of these traditions haunted him, especially when he considered the uncertainties surrounding Xu Feng’s pregnancy.

He had vivid recollections of the only pregnancy he had witnessed before setting out on his journey to gain experience. The expectant woman had been confined to bed for two full moons before her anticipated due date, and she had been carrying just one precious child.

Despite his best efforts to persuade both Xu Feng and Xuan Yang to adopt a more cautious approach, his pleas had fallen on deaf ears. Xu Feng remained resolutely active, and Xuan Yang refused to support the idea of confining Xu Feng to bed.

The doctors, all those quacks that diagnosed Xu Feng, agreed Xu Feng was nearing the end of his pregnancy, but none had imposed bedrest for the energetic ger. The best he could do was keep busy so the waddling ger didn’t cause him to shorten his lifespan by half.

There was no proof the children were his either.

They were likely Xuan Yang’s, this probability was much higher—the children would be easier to nurture—but still, memories from his clan haunted him. Everything about Xu Feng was strange, anything could happen...

There was no concrete proof that the children were Xuan Yang’s or Xuan Jian’s, and although the probability leaned more towards Xuan Yang, the uncharted territory of this pregnancy cast a shadow of uncertainty over him.

With no other recourse, Xuan Jian immersed himself in various tasks to keep busy. He sought to find an entrance to the mysterious pocket dimension of the supposed Dong Ancestor, ordered supplies for Xu Feng and the impending children, and increased the urgency of the reconnaissance missions he sent his men on.

The pregnancy scare and delicacy of Xu Feng’s current situation had renewed his determination to get his lovers out of this continent, even if it meant pushing him and his men to get them out of this backwoods place.

Meanwhile, Xuan Yang was preoccupied with preparations for their expanding family and matters closer to home. His focus was on managing the main Xuan family affairs and unraveling the mysteries surrounding the mysterious Dong Ancestor and the Dong family.

He also worked tirelessly to secure gold, cultivation resources, and connections in Jinghua for their family’s future—he had always neglected these tasks and focus on his studies, but this wasn’t an option anymore.

While aware of Xu Feng’s plan to sell the rare and precious Dragon Chrysanthemums and other plants, he resolved to shoulder this responsibility himself, keeping his family’s ger out of it.

Selling these plants needed finesse and a good cover plus strong connections in the capital.

As the days passed and Xu Feng’s due date drew near, the Nanshan Estate buzzed with anticipation, each member contributing in their own unique way to prepare for the arrival of the twins.

Yet, in the flurry of activity and the mysteries that surrounded them, Xu Feng remained blissfully ignorant of everyone’s worries, waddling through life with unbridled energy and enthusiasm.

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Back to the present with our rose colored ger