Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 296: Uncle Jiang: Girl, my life is in your hands

Chapter 296: Chapter 296: Uncle Jiang: Girl, my life is in your hands

Huo Yunjiao’s smile faded and she furrowed her brows slightly, "Ruanruan, you don’t need to do this."

His expression was solemn, and his gaze calm - clearly expressing his disapproval of what Qin Ruan was doing.

"Why?" Qin Ruan asked, full of confusion.

Huo Yunjiao said: "As a member of the Mystical Sect, the techniques you cultivate will undoubtedly consume energy. Your health is already weak, and there’s a child in your belly who also needs your nourishment. If you keep exerting yourself like this, I fear your body won’t be able to recover."

"That’s not true!" Qin Ruan quickly explained, "The process of helping you only takes a few minutes."

Huo Yunjiao’s face was serious. He clearly didn’t quite believe her words.

He had seen with his own eyes how other cultivators depleted their life force to grant others a few years of life.

That cultivator was of middle age and well preserved, but after using the forbidden technique, he rapidly aged, his hair turned white, and his face became wrinkled.

He didn’t want to see Qin Ruan end up in such a state.

He couldn’t stand to see a young girl making such a sacrifice for him.

Seeing Huo Yunjiao’s unchanged expression, Qin Ruan continued: "The process of clearing the evil Qi hidden within your Purple Energy will not consume even a fraction of the Nether Power I use when dealing with a Puppet."

"Really?" Huo Yunjiao still didn’t quite believe it.

But... Nether Power?

He didn’t understand what that power was, but he made a mental note of it.

Qin Ruan’s eyebrows knitted together: "Don’t you want to stay with me and our child?"

In her view, if one could live a long life, who would choose to wait for death’s arrival?

It must be said, her words gripped Huo Yunjiao’s heart.

He wanted both his child and Qin Ruan.

He also wanted to watch his child grow up. If it was a daughter, he’d spoil her into a little princess; if it was a son, he’d train him to be the next Family Head.

Holding Qin Ruan’s hand, he involuntarily tightened his grip.

The temptation was too great for him to resist.

Qin Ruan shifted slightly, moving closer to Huo Yunjiao.

With her hands holding his, she said, "My dear, I suspect the black Qi emanating from your body is the result of someone messing with your fate. Most such deeds are done after a person is born. "

"I don’t know who did this to you or if there is another reason, but the most I can do now is prolong your life. I don’t want our child and me to lose you in the future."

Qin Ruan’s words sounded like a confession of love.

Huo Yunjiao’s breath hitched. Before he could ponder further, Qin Ruan’s next statement left him speechless.

"In our relationship, there’s no divorce, only widowhood. You need to think it through. I don’t want to be a widow, neither do I want our child to call someone else ’dad’. Your refusal is useless."

Qin Ruan was growing desperate, bitterly voicing such outrageous sentiments.

Once reborn, all she could do for him was ensure his survival.

She considered this as repayment for the kindness Huo Yunjiao showed her in their past life.

As for everything else, they just needed to lead a good life after their child was born.

While Qin Ruan was not necessarily traditional, she could raise a child on her own. However, the growth experience that both parents could provide was unique.

For the sake of giving her child a healthy and happy childhood, she would not allow anyone to ruin it - not even Huo Yunjiao.

Both a father and mother were irreplaceable in a child’s growth.

Huo Yunjiao’s handsome face showed complex emotions, he gazes at Qin Ruan with an unreadable smile.

Her words made him feel like she was confessing her feelings for him.

But her following words about ’no divorce, only becoming a widow,’ amusingly seemed like a threat to him.

He found it quite funny realizing that at nearly thirty years of age, he’d never been threatened by anyone before.

This feeling was rather peculiar, but it didn’t anger Huo Yunjiao. Instead, it brought a certain joy to his heart.

He sighed softly, "Little girl, it seems my life is now in your hands."

"That’s why you can’t refuse me," Qin Ruan said with a straight face, meeting Huo Yunjiao’s gaze.

Inside though, she was nervous.

She couldn’t reveal to him about her reincarnation and everything she did was driven by her selfish desires.

Huo Yunjiao playfully tousled Qin Ruan’s hair.

After doing so, he felt much lighter. He then smilingly said, "Ruanruan, you are quite domineering. I dare not disobey."

This meant he had agreed.

A smile bloomed on Qin Ruan’s face.

Huo Yunjiao took Qin Ruan’s hand and gently kissed it.

"Ruanruan, you now hold my life in your hands. In Capital City, you’re the first person to do so. From now on, I’m under your control."

Whenever Huo Yunjiao’s spoke softly and sweetly, Qin Ruan found it impossible to resist.

She promptly let go of Huo Yunjiao’s hand, swiftly retreated to the other side of the bed, and pulled the blanket over herself.

"I’m sleepy, goodnight," she said nervously and rushed.

"Goodnight-"

Huo Yunjiao gazed upon Qin Ruan’s sleeping profile, a smile lingering on his lips, before eventually fading.

The room’s lights dimmed.

Qin Ruan heard a rustle of movement, but the room quickly fell silent again.

The soothing music playing on the tablet on the bedside table abruptly ended.

The bedroom was quiet, with only the faint sound of their breathing.

With her anxious heart, Qin Ruan eventually slipped into a daze and fell asleep.

...

The next day.

Before Qin Ruan could fully open her eyes, she rolled about on the bed.

She suddenly opened her eyes to the familiar scent of sandalwood.

She found herself in a bedroom both familiar yet unfamiliar.

The other side of the bed was empty.

The faint scent of sandalwood enveloping her let Qin Ruan realize, this was Lord Huo’s room.

Last night, she slept with him.

They didn’t do much, but they did share the bed.

This was the second time they had shared a room since their encounter at the Imperial Court Hotel.

Qin Ruan blinked her eyes and looked at the time.

It was already past nine, she had completely missed breakfast.

She threw back the thin quilt from her body, got up from the bed, swiftly put on her home slippers, and dashed into the second bedroom.

After less than ten minutes, Qin Ruan, now fully dressed, emerged.

She quickly got ready and left the room with her phone in hand.

...

"Third Cousin, you can’t treat me like this, I want to return to Yi Country, I have to go back, you all are too cruel, tyrant! You are a tyrant!"

As Qin Ruan arrived at the staircase, the ruckus from downstairs reached her ears.

Third Cousin?

Could it be the cousin whom Lord Huo threw into the Punishment Hall, the one born under inauspicious circumstances.

Qin Ruan treaded down the stairs with steady steps, and as she drew closer to the ground floor, she took in the state of the living room.

From the couch, a head of golden hair caught her attention.

This dazzling hair, Qin Ruan was very familiar with.

Isn’t this Lord Huo’s brash and reckless cousin, the one named Josh Doyle, or Huo Josh in Chinese.

The aloof and stunning Lord Huo sat across from Josh, staring at him with an expressionless face.

"Have your injuries healed?" the distinct chill in Lord Huo’s voice gave off unspoken coldness.

"Third Cousin, you can’t talk like this, it’s freaking me out."

Josh shifted his gaze nervously, only to catch sight of Qin Ruan standing on the small platform of the staircase.

"Third Sister-in-law!"

Like seeing his savior, he called out exuberantly.

A surprised Qin Ruan raised her eyebrows, failing to understand the cousin’s dynamics.

She continued to descend the stairs, glancing in Lord Huo’s direction.

The icy countenance was gone as warmth flashed across his handsome face.

Qin Ruan walked towards him, and Lord Huo stood up to greet her, pulling her to sit.

First, he touched Qin Ruan’s forehead, felt her temperature was normal, then took hold of Qin Ruan’s fingers, asking softly, "Why didn’t you sleep a little longer?"

Qin Ruan did not answer and instead mirrored his action.

The temperature is normal and there’s no change.

She looked at Lord Huo, her eyes filled with doubt.

Qin Ruan didn’t speak but her eyes were seeking an explanation from him.

Lord Huo took the hand that she had used to check his temperature, smiled and explained, "The doctor said we should monitor your temperature for a while. Every morning when you wake up, check your temperature and record it for the doctor to review later."

Qin Ruan was taken aback, "Why?"

"To detect the temperature changes in the early stages of pregnancy in women. Everyone’s body reacts differently. In the early stages of pregnancy, the body temperature may rise by about 0.3-0.5 degrees and can last 15-18 days. Measuring the temperature can assist with other predictive test results.

Whether the temperature is slightly higher or lower, these situations are normal, and you don’t have to worry. We’re only observing for a while, there won’t be any problem."

"Mm."

Qin Ruan responded barely audibly.

Lord Huo: "I’ve put the oral thermometer on the bedside table, from now on every morning after you wake up, measure it once."

"I got it." Qin Ruan didn’t grasp the meaning behind Lord Huo’s words.

If she pondered it more deeply, she’d realize this was the beginning of their cohabitation.

"Third Sister-in-law is pregnant!!!"

Josh, who was lying on the couch, shouted in surprise.

His beautiful and handsome face showed an expression of shock, resembling a vulnerable, soft baby animal.

But one should not judge a book by its cover. Those who knew Josh knew that he was a war-monger.

Hearing Josh’s outburst, Lord Huo furrowed his eyebrows in annoyance.

This cousin of his was nothing but trouble, a troublemaker who barely got out of the Punishment Hall, and now was stirring up a mess again.

He was always acting impulsively, prone to outbursts, and unable to control his temper.

As Qin Ruan observed Josh, he was wearing loose clothing, and she sensed a faint scent of blood coming from him.

It seemed the Huo family’s Punishment Hall was far from a comfortable place. You suffer quite a bit once you got in there.

"Third Sister-in-law, are you really pregnant?"

Qin Ruan nodded at him, showing a faint smile on her face.

Having received an answer, Josh glared at Huo Yunjiao, "Third Cousin, you’re so ruthless. Third Sister-in-law looks younger than I do, how could you take advantage of her!"

His words were full of heartache, his eyes accusing and blaming.

"Shut up!"

Huo Yunjiao rubbed his forehead, feeling his temples pounding, his handsome face slightly grim.

How could this guy pinpoint his insecurities so accurately that it made him angry?

Qin Ruan watched the cousin’s spar and suppressed a laugh.

Her eyes sparkled with amusement, flickering with captivating brilliance.