Is My Wife Pregnant Today? [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 1

Yu Xianqing sat with a pale face on the snowy white bed of the clinic. The tip of his nose was filled with the bland scent of disinfectant and nutrient solutions, and a circle of people surrounded him.

 

These people displayed varying degrees of animal characteristics. Some donned a pair of furry ears that twitched from time to time with their movements; others had a long tail extending from the back of their suit pants, or palms that took the form of beast claws.

 

Most of their hair and eyes were colorful, forming a sharp contrast with the black-haired, black-eyed youth on the bed. They were dressed exquisitely, and the various expensive accessories on their bodies were enough to show their immense net worth. At this moment, they surrounded Yu Xianqing with expressions that were both respectful and troubled.

 

The beastman leading them bowed and advised, “Please reconsider. The urgent priority is to enter a political marriage with His Highness the Second Prince, give birth to an heir, and continue the precious bloodline of purebred humans!”

 

The youth on the bed kept his eyes closed and his head lowered, remaining silent. He had soft, flowing long hair, which was currently tied into a braid that draped over one shoulder.

 

The morning light shone through the window frame, making his features look pale and gentle, like a blooming lily.

 

Ever since he woke up in this strange era, he had been constantly pressured by these people to marry some prince and have children. Over time, even if they were his saviors, Yu Xianqing grew tired of it.

 

“I said, I will not marry someone I don’t know.”

 

Another elephant beastman’s face darkened. “Noble Human Highness, our trip here is to inform you, not to request.”

 

Yu Xianqing lifted his eyelids to look at him. Those dark, deep eyes should have been naturally affectionate and smiling, but at this moment, there was no hint of a smile.

 

When the elephant beastman was met with that heavy gaze, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly bowed:

 

“Forgive my rudeness, Noble Human Highness.”

 

Yu Xianqing wanted to say something more, but a voice in his mind stopped him.

 

“Please complete the marriage task as soon as possible, otherwise the host will lose all health points and his soul will be obliterated.”

 

The bedsheet was gripped into a circle of wrinkles by his hand, his knuckles turning a faint shade of blue. Yu Xianqing’s face grew even paler as he compromised.

 

“…At least let me meet this… Prince Highness first.”

 

The beastmen collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

 

“Of course, we will arrange it immediately!”

 

They scrambled into action.

 

Having woken up not long ago and possessing a weak body, Yu Xianqing fell into a groggy sleep again. During this time, in order not to disturb him, the group hauled him and the bed away together.

 

This sleep lasted until evening, and Yu Xianqing had many dreams.

 

He dreamed of the time before he was frozen in the medical pod—he had been killed in a car accident. He didn’t know how many years he had been dead before he was awakened by something calling itself a “System.”

 

“I am the Prosperous Offspring God System 005. Repeating: will you respond to the believers’ prayers in order to successfully resurrect?”

 

Perhaps because he lacked a brain at the time, Yu Xianqing, as a ghost, didn’t understand what this thing was. But what ghost would refuse the temptation of coming back to life?

 

“Okay.”

 

“Matching successful—Anchor point confirmed, transmitting—”

 

“Transmission successful.”

 

And then—Yu Xianqing felt his corpse being pulled out by a pair of hands.

 

He was awakened by beastman scientists in the interstellar era, tens of thousands of years later.

 

Then came surgeries and recuperation. The way these people with “pspsps” ears looked at him was very strange, and their tone was even stranger. They kept insisting he was the only purebred human left in the world, an incomparably precious existence; even a scratched skin was unacceptable.

 

That attitude made it seem as if he were the most fragile item in the world, someone no one dared touch.

 

It wasn’t until today, when he was surrounded by high-ranking beastmen forcing a marriage, that Yu Xianqing finally understood. Whether it was this so-called Prosperous Offspring System or the beastmen here, they only had one goal—

 

To obtain his rare and precious human genes and give birth to human offspring.

 

…Heaven knows why forced marriage still exists in this era. If he had known the price of resurrection was this, he would have preferred to rot in his coffin.

 

Perhaps due to his emotional state, Yu Xianqing had a nightmare. He dreamed his belly was diseased, swelling so large it nearly reached the ceiling. He stroked his huge belly, thinking this tumor was truly massive.

 

At that moment, the room door was rudely pushed open, and a burly beastman with large ears walked in, shouting at him:

 

“Why are you being lazy? Get up and cook! You useless thing, one belly can only carry five cubs? My brothers’ wives can carry at least a dozen in one go!”

 

What? It wasn’t a tumor in his belly, but five cubs?!

 

Yu Xianqing was startled awake by the nightmare.

 

He found himself in a spacious and magnificent room. The bed was still that hospital bed, but the hospital gown he was wearing had turned into a beautiful robe.

 

The V-neck, wide-open chest of the robe left what should be exposed and what shouldn’t be exposed mostly visible—stretching from his thin abdominal muscles to his mermaid line, and further down, it was barely held together by a thin belt that would open with a single pull.

 

Yu Xianqing struggled to pull it together, but there was so little fabric that it was hard to manage. He spent a long time fussing with the clothes until the door was suddenly pushed open with a “bang.”

 

The chaotic, fragmented sounds of the outside world, mixed with the lingering night wind, poured in all at once.

 

“Your Highness, it is here.”

 

A slightly cold voice responded, “Understood. Dismissed.”

 

The room was too large; from Yu Xianqing’s perspective, he couldn’t see what was happening at the door. He slowly wriggled under the covers, wanting to see what was going on outside.

 

All the small sounds suddenly vanished, and the door was closed.

 

One more person appeared in the room.

 

Footsteps slowly sounded as a tall, slender silhouette approached.

 

Yu Xianqing propped himself up, but because he had no strength, he fell back onto the bed with a “thud,” like a weak little plant.

 

Refusing to give up, he tried again, only to “boing” right back down.

 

Coincidentally, the other party had already walked over and caught sight of this embarrassing scene.

 

Yu Xianqing was forced to look up from the bed. He froze for a moment after seeing the other man’s appearance.

 

The newcomer was completely different from the burly beastman in his dream. He wore a magnificent royal uniform and walked with a vigorous stride, the hem of his cape carrying the scent of jasmine blooming in the garden outside.

 

Silver-white curly hair draped elegantly over his shoulders, and two beautiful, rounded silver leopard ears peeked out from the curls.

 

That face was also extremely handsome, with a lingering look of arrogance in the brows that added a unique identity to his overly perfect and beautiful bone structure.

 

The moment he saw Yu Xianqing, those aquamarine eyes locked onto him like a predator spotting prey.

 

“Target character detected… loading resources… Civilization Serial Number: Interstellar Beastman N0543. Source Novel: ‘Beast Pet.'”

 

“Target Character: Zelan Hilludos, original NPC, novel description does not exceed fifteen words.”

 

“Wish: To give birth to human offspring.”

 

“…” With the system’s narration, the slight hint of amazement Yu Xianqing had just felt vanished instantly.

 

It seemed the beastmen of this world were all breeding-obsessed, shouting about having babies all day long, and even this big hunk was no exception.

 

“Your name is Yu Xianqing?”

 

The beastman jerked out the human name awkwardly from his lips, as if unaccustomed to manipulating a foreign language. The slightly husky, pleasant voice heightened the ambiguous atmosphere.

 

—That is, if his expression hadn’t instantly turned into one of disdain and dissatisfaction.

 

“So you’re the one my brother and father arranged for me,” he paused, his gaze falling on Yu Xianqing’s naked chest which had once again swung wide open due to his movements. His lips curled into a sarcastic arc.

 

“Fiancée?”

 

Yu Xianqing used one hand to barely hold his clothes together to cover his body. In his position lying on the bed, he said unhurriedly:

 

“Hello, my name is Yu Xianqing. You are the Second Prince Highness they mentioned who is to enter a political marriage with me…” right?

 

His tone was gentle and soft, a habitual way of speaking, but in the eyes of the tall and vigorous beastman, he looked like a short-lived weakling.

 

Before he could finish, the white leopard beastman waved his hand impatiently.

 

“Shut up, you invalid. Don’t go dying after saying just two words.”

 

“…” You’re surprisingly ‘kind.’

 

Yu Xianqing shut his mouth as requested, his gaze silently moving to the man’s ears, which were pulled back into “airplane ears” out of impatience.

 

Information about this person flashed quickly through his mind.

 

Zelan Hilludos, the Second Prince of the royal family, a white leopard beastman, the mission target designated by the Prosperous Offspring System, his marriage partner, and the future father of his children.

 

Rumor had it he was arrogant and difficult to approach. Seeing him today, it was true; he was such a rude big cat.

 

The other man sized him up for another while, his frown deepening.

 

“You’re the human who is supposed to marry me? So weak and thin, how could you possibly give birth to healthy offspring?”

 

How about you give birth instead?

 

Those ministers who advised him to accept his fate also kept talking about reproduction; it seemed his most important function as the only human was to be used for breeding.

 

“May I ask what Your Highness’s instructions are?”

 

Yu Xianqing asked with a smile, ignoring the warning blaring in his mind from the system.

 

“Please, Messenger, do not engage in behavior that goes against the mission. You must marry Zelan Hilludos.”

 

“Go tell them that you are unwilling to marry me.”

 

Zelan wasn’t polite either, lifting a sharp brow.

 

“I will also tell my brother and the others. Since you can’t give birth to healthy offspring, what use is there for you?”

 

After saying this, without waiting for Yu Xianqing’s reply, Zelan turned around and left.

 

Likely because the distance was so close, when he turned, the scent of jasmine carried by his clothes was rich and fragrant.

 

Strange, were there many jasmines planted in the garden?

 

The door opened and then closed, and the room fell silent once more.

 

Yu Xianqing closed his eyes. The gentle and polite demeanor from before was completely gone, and cold sweat from exhaustion seeped from his forehead.

 

…Actually, Zelan wasn’t wrong. With this wrecked body of his, let alone having children, if he were pushed any further, he might just have to “respawn” and reincarnate.

 

No, if he didn’t have offspring with Zelan, his soul would be obliterated by this “Prosperous Offspring System,” and he wouldn’t even have the chance to be reincarnated as a child.

 

Speaking of this system, Yu Xianqing’s head hurt even more.

 

“Mr. System, you saw it too. That Zelan doesn’t want to marry me; he looks down on me for not being able to have kids. How about I don’t resurrect? Let me go back to my grave and continue being a ghost.”

 

“Sorry, the contract is finalized. You have been appointed as a messenger by the God to continue the bloodline for the believer Zelan. It cannot be revoked.”

 

“Mr. System, actually, you’re not a Prosperous Offspring System; you’re a ‘forced-reproduction-and-breeding’ system, aren’t you?”

 

Yu Xianqing suspected reasonably.

 

“To be honest, were you sent by my nagging aunts?”

 

“…”

 

After that, no matter how Yu Xianqing prodded, the system didn’t reply again.

 

On the table sat a terminal universal to this era. Its appearance was very similar to a watch, but it functioned as a phone.

 

There were several pre-added contacts in Yu Xianqing’s terminal. He explained Zelan’s wishes to the “Chief Attendant” and added a sentence.

 

“His Highness Zelan is handsome and charming, and one punch from him could surely kill three beastmen, but he doesn’t seem to like me very much.”

 

The other party replied quickly.

 

“There is no need for Your Highness to worry. Guaranteed by the reputation of the Hilludos royal family, His Highness Zelan will never harm you.”

 

Over the next two days, Yu Xianqing stayed in this room the entire time. During this period, only robots brought him bland nutrient solutions to maintain his physical strength.

 

Before the marriage, the royal family didn’t allow him to go out. Most of the rest of the time, he was either sleeping or lying in the medical pod nearby to repair his body.

 

Just as his body was slowly recovering, word came from the palace side, which had been silent.

 

That evening, Yu Xianqing rose from the medical pod. Just as he put on a coat that made him feel less exposed, he heard sounds from outside.

 

A group of officers escorted a somewhat familiar noble minister into the room; it was the canine beastman who had advised Yu Xianqing that day.

 

Seeing Yu Xianqing sitting peacefully on the bed, the minister unrolled a scroll. Signaling Yu Xianqing to stay in that position, he began to read the vows on the scroll.

 

“Stars, land, children of the universe, the ancient sun and moon of the long-lost humans, we bear witness here that the unique and noble Human Highness, Yu Xianqing, and the Second Highness of the Hilludos royal family—Prince Zelan, shall be married today.”

 

…What?

 

Yu Xianqing’s eyes widened slightly, but that wasn’t the only thing that surprised him. Once the minister finished reading the marriage vows, several soldiers brought out a man from behind him who was bound tightly with chains.

 

When the man was brought out, he was still struggling constantly, let out low beast-like growls from his throat.

 

It was precisely the Second Prince who had spoken arrogantly to him that day.

 

His “fiancé,” the other protagonist in the marriage vows, Zelan Hilludos.

 

At this moment, he looked exceptionally disheveled. His neck, hands, and feet were all sealed with thick chains. The most conspicuous was the “mouth lock” on his face—a black bite guard tightly clamped below his canines, making him unable to speak or bite.

 

Those aquamarine eyes were currently filled with overwhelming rage, and his gaze toward Yu Xianqing looked as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

 

Yu Xianqing raised an eyebrow in surprise.

 

Why was he looking at him with such a gaze? It wasn’t him who made Zelan like this… Wait.

 

The guarantee the Chief Attendant made to him that day—so it referred to this method?

 

If one didn’t know better, they would think the royal family had some kind of strange fetish.

 

At this point, the master of ceremonies turned his words toward Yu Xianqing.

 

“Mr. Yu, are you willing to become the spouse of Prince Zelan, to never leave or forsake him in life or death?”

 

Yu Xianqing looked at the tightly bound Zelan. The other man’s uniform was stuck messily to his body, his beautiful silver hair was wet, and low warning sounds came from his throat.

 

If he were free to move, Zelan would definitely be baring his teeth and roaring at Yu Xianqing:

 

“You despicable, hateful human!!”

 

This beautiful big cat must have gone through a lot of torment before coming here; his exposed skin was covered in red marks.

 

Different from their first meeting, he was very “obedient” now, and in Yu Xianqing’s eyes, he even looked a bit cute—if one ignored his gaze full of hatred.

 

Betrayed by his own family.

 

Poor kitty.

 

A tiny, imperceptible curve appeared at the corner of Yu Xianqing’s mouth, but it quickly returned to a gentle and sickly appearance as he softly replied.

 

“I do.”

 

“…We hereby bless the two newlyweds; may their bodies and souls become one. Anyone who interferes with their marriage shall suffer a heartless curse.”

 

After the vows were read, the minister stepped forward a few steps and respectfully handed a key to Yu Xianqing.

 

“This is the key to unlock His Highness the Prince. You might need this.”

 

Yu Xianqing was greatly shocked by the “simple and honest” customs of the beastmen. He nodded to the minister and silently accepted the key.

 

Immediately after, a soldier pulled the long chain at Zelan’s neck. Under Zelan’s furious glare, the soldier expressionlessly handed one end of the chain to Yu Xianqing.

 

The canine minister: “I wish Your Highnesses a pleasant wedding night. My son is a doctor and will be waiting outside all night. If Your Highness has any needs, you can ring the bell at the foot of the bed to call him in.”

 

“Now, please enjoy your wedding night to the fullest.”