The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 419 - 418: Admiral, Are You Happy?

Chapter 419: Chapter 418: Admiral, Are You Happy?

"Alright, we’ll do it your way and let her jump around a bit longer." Even though Old Yuan was eager for revenge, he chose to listen to his pupil, "But now that the incident has happened and it’s of great importance, we can’t delay for many days."

"A few days..." Qu Tong pondered, "That’s enough."

Qu Tong hung up the communication and stood up to head deeper into the flower sea.

For dinner, she felt like having rose cake and Crystal Bun, along with a cup of peach bubble tea.

But at the foot of the hill, she saw Lao Liu and then he disappeared all of a sudden.

Driven by curiosity, Qu Tong took a couple of steps forward and then saw that Lao Liu had fallen.

His legs were weak and laid behind him, with Mechanical Aids fitted on, it seemed like he was practicing walking, having placed his wheelchair far away.

His ash-gray clothes had gathered quite a bit of dust, probably from falling on his wrist, as the cuff showed a faint trace of blood.

Lao Liu didn’t care about this minor injury and kept trying to get up, but after several failures, his wrist was injured a second time.

"Do you need help?" Qu Tong walked over.

Lao Liu looked up, somewhat surprised and a bit embarrassed, "No, no need, I want to do it myself."

"Alright." Qu Tong respected his wish and turned back to pruning the branches.

Seeing Qu Tong turn her back, Lao Liu relaxed a bit and continued his effort to drag his numb legs and stand up.

Seeing his own disgraceful state seen by the lady, Lao Liu felt somewhat uncomfortable and no longer had the heart to continue practicing, he leaned on his cane to get back into his wheelchair.

Qu Tong had already cut a big bunch of flowers and laid them on the ground, dividing them into two piles. She planned to put the smaller pile in her room, the stems all stripped of leaves.

Lao Liu wheeled over, "The flowers here are the best I’ve seen, they also last long in bloom, and hardly any wither."

Qu Tong turned and placed one of the de-leafed flowers down, "I don’t have any other hobbies; I just like tending to flowers and farming. Maybe I’ve come up with some techniques because I’ve done it a lot."

"You are being too modest, madam," Lao Liu said with a smile, regaining his usual composure.

The two didn’t speak further. Lao Liu probably felt it wasn’t polite to leave first, so he waited for a while nearby.

Qu Tong put the flowers for making rose cake into the Space Button, picked up the smaller bunch, and looking back said, "It’s getting dark, you should head back early too."

"Okay."

Lao Liu followed behind Qu Tong, wheeling his wheelchair slowly back.

Having traveled a distance, Lao Liu looked again, and Qu Tong’s figure was no longer in front of him.

The lady had a way of not prying into others’ private matters and not interfering in others’ karma, a casualness that was not as serious as the Grand Marshal, making it comfortable to be around her.

Qu Tong guessed that Si Yuting was still asleep, so she placed the flowers in the living room on the first floor and went to find some fresh ingredients.

By the time dinner was ready, it was completely dark outside.

Qu Tong checked the time, put half of the flowers on the living room coffee table, and taking the other big bundle, went upstairs to call Si Yuting for dinner.

Upon opening the door, Si Yuting was already awake, sitting at her desk, flipping through a book.

To be precise, it was "The Fertility Handbook" that she had just finished and left inside the book.

Si Yuting, how did you happen to think of reading my book?

Their eyes met, and Si Yuting was the first to speak, "Ali, why do you have this?"

Qu Tong had intended to tell Si Yuting anyway, so she didn’t feel guilty at being caught.

Calmly walking over, she added water to a glass, put the rose inside it, and adjusted the flower’s position.

Throughout the process, Si Yuting’s gaze never left Qu Tong for a second.

After finishing all this, Qu Tong walked around the other side of the desk to face Si Yuting and naturally fell into his arms, with raised eyebrows and a light smile asked half-jokingly, "What if I said I picked it up randomly at a hospital, would you believe me?"

Si Yuting looked at her steadily, his gaze deep and indecipherable.

Qu Tong’s forefinger and middle finger touched Si Yuting’s open chest, climbing upward, "What if I said I could reproduce asexually, would you believe that?"

Si Yuting caught Qu Tong’s fingers, looking down, "What do you think?"

Qu Tong smiled quietly, and dropped a bombshell, "Congratulations, Admiral, you’re going to be a father without the slightest pain. Are you happy?"

"Clack!" Si Yuting’s booklet fell to the ground.

Si Yuting’s pupils dilated, his expression from a second ago still frozen on his face.

In that moment, the world went silent.

The sound of his racing heart seemed to be right by his ear.

Every inch of him, from his bones to his hair, trembled with it.

He was going to have a child?

He was really going to be a father!

Speculating was one thing; getting confirmation was entirely another.

He had never harbored any illusions.

Even when he heard the news half a month ago, he quickly calmed down.

Because up until now, there had not been a case where a Fertility Value went from non-existent to existent.

How could he not be shocked!

"Happy, of course happy," Si Yuting said somewhat unnaturally, his words unusually stuttered.

No one cared about the booklet on the ground as Si Yuting stared at Qu Tong’s belly and slowly reached out a trembling hand.

Seeing Si Yuting’s reaction, Qu Tong couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Si Yuting paid no mind to Qu Tong’s laughter, his focus entirely on placing his hand over her belly through the fabric of her clothes with a caution as if he were handling delicate porcelain.

"We have a child?" Si Yuting whispered, still somewhat in disbelief.

"You’re just going to believe that this child is definitely yours?" Qu Tong raised an eyebrow.

Shouldn’t a normal person’s first reaction under these circumstances be to wonder if something was added on top of their head?

"I believe," Si Yuting answered seriously.

Well, Si Yuting did not fall under the category of normal people.

He was rational, meticulous, and also extremely—extremely—trusting of himself.

Qu Tong pursed her lips, thinking it was really no fun at all, not the least bit amusing to tease.

"The baby is still too small to feel anything," Qu Tong said as she took out an electronic color ultrasound report from her Light Brain and enlarged it, "Look at this."

Although the medical level in Interstellar had advanced quite a bit, a three-month-old fetus had not yet fully formed and was only the size of a lemon, not showing much detail.

Si Yuting looked at the words under the image, "Intrauterine pregnancy singleton live fetus (female)," and felt as if he were floating.

Si Yuting stared at the picture for quite a while without turning the page.

"Alright, calm down a bit. Let’s talk about something else," Qu Tong said with a chuckle, patting Si Yuting’s hand.

Si Yuting turned his gaze to Qu Tong, and though he said nothing, Qu Tong could distinctly feel his joy.

"Have you checked your Fertility Value?"

Si Yuting shook his head, "Shall I go back and check it tonight?"

"Ah?" Qu Tong was taken aback, then nodded in agreement, "That works, but let’s have dinner first."

There was no need to rush it, after all.

"Alright." Si Yuting took out his Light Brain to contact Si Chen.

Qu Tong pressed her hand on the Light Brain, "Can we keep this a secret from the Emperor and Empress for now?"

Although they couldn’t keep it hidden for long, her belly would eventually show, and it was impossible not to undergo the examination.

But she had not yet figured out if there was another way to avoid exposing the Fertility Value—delaying even a little bit would be good.

"I understand," Si Yuting had also taken this into account and agreed right away.