Is My Wife Pregnant Today? [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 15

It is said that the reproductive cavity is located in a very deep and tricky place. It usually doesn’t open, only expanding during childbirth.

Only the thing of certain orcs with barbs can hook this place open.

As for the current situation…

It was Yu Xianqing’s first time encountering it. He guessed it might be due to Zelan’s own reasons.

However, he didn’t care.

Opportunity knocks but once; he was already distressed that the other couldn’t conceive, so how could he let such an opportunity slip away?

The Prince, who knew nothing of this, was about to witness the profound and unique research results on pregnancy preparation that the human had conducted over these days.

Yu Xianqing had been a “model child” since he was small; whatever he set out to do, he had to do it to the extreme.

Opportunities for failure were rare in his life, and Zelan’s belly was one of them.

He lifted the other’s thigh, hooking it over his arm, and looked down at those neat, beautiful, and tight eight-pack abs.

“I will do my best.”

Yu Xianqing affectionately touched Zelan’s abs with a gentle tone, yet it made Zelan shudder.

What was the human going to do to his abs?

Yu Xianqing tried to take a step inside.

This was just a simple attempt, yet Zelan jerked violently and leaked.

“…”  Yu Xianqing stopped, falling somewhat silent, and gave a kind reminder,  “Highness, premature ejaculation is a disease.”

Zelan’s chest rose and fell uncontrollably. He was so ashamed he practically wanted to sew this human’s mouth shut, reaching out to grab his face.

“…Shut up!”

He had said it long ago: this human was rotten to the core! Yet, except for him, not a single person could see it!

Yu Xianqing’s face was caught by him. He widened his eyes slightly, looking at him innocently. Zelan couldn’t bring himself to scratch him; looking at that face, he froze again for a moment.

A faint smile curled at the corners of the human’s mouth. He had always been confident in his beauty. Taking advantage of Zelan’s dazed state, he pushed directly inside.

Just as the Prince was about to cry out, Yu Xianqing lowered his head and captured his lips.

“Want a kiss?”

The veins on Zelan’s temples throbbed. Seeing the fragment of light in the depths of Yu Xianqing’s eyes, that bit of a smile made him burn up again.

In the end, he compromised, wrapping his arms around the other’s neck, swallowing all extra sounds, and whispered:  “Kiss me.”

This night was very long. Yu Xianqing took the opportunity to integrate and consolidate the new knowledge he had learned.

Zelan leaned against the stone wall. His whole body was drenched, then dried, then drenched again, and he was even righteously requested by the human to stay “plugged up,” saying it would make conceiving easier.

By now, he had completely lost his strength, but he still held a grudge as he watched Yu Xianqing’s retreating back.

Yu Xianqing wasn’t faring much better. He was covered in red and purple marks, sitting there like a misplaced fairy. He was huddled in a corner with his back to Zelan, fiddling with something.

“What are you doing now?”  Zelan’s voice was so hoarse it was out of tune.

Yu Xianqing didn’t answer his question directly, but instead said:  “Check the terminal. What time is it now?”

Zelan gnashed his teeth at his back and grabbed the terminal lying lonely among the clothes.  “Star Time 23:56.”

It was almost the next day.

They had been fooling around for so long.

Yu Xianqing gave an “mm” and fell silent again.

Zelan suddenly felt the air was very stuffy, followed by a strange sensation from below.

Damnable human…

Zelan:  “When exactly can I take it out?”

Yu Xianqing:  “No rush.”

He had already done his absolute best. If Zelan still couldn’t conceive this time, Yu Xianqing could only resort to burning incense and praying to Buddha.

Four minutes later, time reached the next day.

With a  “splash,”  Yu Xianqing suddenly rose from the water and walked toward him. His long black hair clung to his body, making him look like a seductive siren.

Zelan was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he was suddenly looking at him like that. In the crook of his arm, he held a black box that looked strangely familiar.

Until he heard the human say:  “Happy Birthday, Prince Zelan.”

Yu Xianqing handed the black box to Zelan, whose expression went blank. The handsome face froze, and his eyes widened into circles.

“Is this… for me?”

After a long while, Zelan finally reacted and took the item from Yu Xianqing’s hand.

He seemed to have some impression of it.

He had seen it once when dining with El at the Imperial Mansion.

“How… how did you know my birthday?”

Zelan maintained a shocked expression throughout. This reaction actually surprised Yu Xianqing a bit.

“I knew Your Highness’s birth details when we got married. Is it hard to remember?”

Zelan:  “…”

No, it wasn’t that.

It wasn’t hard to remember.

But he himself didn’t even remember his own birthday.

In all the past years, no one had ever helped him celebrate his birthday, and he had grown used to it.

“So.”  His voice was so thick he could barely speak.  “This is a birthday present for me?”

“Yes.”  Yu Xianqing said,  “I don’t know if Your Highness likes it. Why don’t you open it?”

Zelan’s expression slowly turned serious.

The box was a small storage space. When he opened it, the contents suddenly grew larger and longer until they fell into Zelan’s hand.

He felt the heavy weight.  “This is… a sword?”

From Zelan’s expression, one couldn’t tell for the moment if he liked it or not. Yu Xianqing said,  “When I was little and watched cartoons, I really admired those heroes who could take weapons onto the battlefield to kill enemies. Unfortunately, I never had the chance, but Prince Zelan is different from me.”

His hand covered Zelan’s. His fingers closed gently, guiding Zelan’s hand to draw the longsword from its scabbard.

The blade was slender and sharp, embedded with several small blue energy stones. As the angle shifted, they shimmered with a faint light, like the dust nebulae spread throughout the universe, or like… someone’s eyes.

“It just so happens that the one Your Highness usually uses is already broken.”

Yu Xianqing leaned close to his ear and spoke like a secret:  “I’ll tell Your Highness a secret, but don’t be angry. To increase the hardness of this sword, I melted down the bracelet Prince El gave me…”

Either way, that thing was useless to keep. Yu Xianqing had used it to add details while making the gift.

Zelan lifted his eyelids to look at him. When his gaze met the human’s, he suddenly turned away in a panic.

“…Thank you.”  He whispered,  “It’s a good sword.”

Zelan never expected that the human not only remembered his birthday but had prepared such a thoughtful gift for him since a long time ago.

Did he know that this was a very dangerous behavior?

Zelan was happy, of course, but what followed was an unknown fear—he couldn’t explain it. Happiness, panic, and dread were not emotions that usually appeared. Mixed together for a moment, they were enough to make him crash.

But all of this was brought by the human.

Yu Xianqing had no idea what the consequences of doing this would be.

He only saw Zelan’s eyes go from shock at the beginning, to calm, and then to… red.

So did he like it or not?

But there was no point in dwelling on it. Zelan clearly didn’t want to talk much, only repeatedly stroking the patterns on the hilt, as if cherishing it deeply before putting it away.

Zelan caught Yu Xianqing’s hand again and asked:  “You gave a gift. Do you want any reward?”

If he said he only gave it because he was bored, Zelan certainly wouldn’t believe it. Yu Xianqing thought for a moment and said in a softened tone:

“I like children.”

“If Your Highness wants to reward me with something, then conceive quickly.”

In that case, Zelan’s wish could be fulfilled, and he could pursue new freedom.

“Okay.”

Zelan bit his teeth, tightened his fingers, and interlaced his fingers with Yu Xianqing’s with an irresistible force. His eyes were as determined as if he were joining a political party.

“I promise you.”

Ever since being kidnapped, Qi Lin’s attitude toward Yu Xianqing had undergone an even greater transformation.

One night, he took the initiative to come to Yu Xianqing’s room, knelt on one knee, and remained silent for a full five minutes.

Yu Xianqing, draped in a cloak, was huddled on the sofa reading  “Parenting Strategy,”  sparing a glance for the doctor.

“What is it?”

“…There is something I must confess to Your Highness.”  Qi Lin said,  “Actually, I was sent by Prince El to… monitor you and Zelan.”

“Oh.”  Yu Xianqing replied indifferently,  “Are you still monitoring for him now?”

Qi Lin shook his head in a panic.  “No. You saved my life last time. My canine family’s motto is to repay kindness. From now on, whatever you ask me to do, I will do it. But if you don’t trust me, I won’t bother you further. It’s just that regarding Prince El… I will no longer work for him.”

Yu Xianqing nimbly turned a page of the book.

“The floor is too cold. Get up.”

“…Yes.”

Qi Lin stood in the middle. After a while, Yu Xianqing put down the book, found a letter from the drawer, and looked up at him.

“Since you’ve said so, I just happen to have something for you to do.”

“What is it?”

Yu Xianqing’s fingertips tapped on the table with a rhythmic sound:  “Help me deliver this secret letter to Fran, the illegitimate son of the Nightingale family. With your abilities, this shouldn’t be difficult, right?”

Qi Lin looked at this seemingly weak and non-confrontational human in surprise, as if meeting him for the first time.

He then resumed a serious expression and said:  “As you command.”

“By the way.”  Yu Xianqing stopped him before he went out.

Qi Lin turned back and saw the Human Highness’s beautiful brows furrowed in melancholy.

“I have a question I want to ask. If the reproductive cavity is injured, how should medicine be applied?”

He asked very seriously and his tone was very gentle, but Qi Lin’s eyes widened again.

“Huh??”

Isn’t the reproductive cavity something only orcs have??

Huh??

The clever Border Collie doctor instantly thought of the connection. His lips trembled, and only then did he understand why Prince Zelan was so magnificent, yet Yu Xianqing showed no sign of pregnancy.

Prince Zelan isn’t a seahorse!

Qi Lin explained the matters with a dazed expression before retreating from the room, walking as if he were floating the whole way.

With various matters piling up, Zelan’s tasks became even heavier.

But for certain well-known reasons, no matter how late he worked at night, he would return to Yu Xianqing’s room to sleep with him.

In the early hours of this day, the exhausted Zelan opened the room to find a small nightlight still on by the bed. Yu Xianqing was seriously watching some indescribable films, with a notebook spread out beneath him, taking notes diligently.

The moment he saw him, Yu Xianqing put down his pen and paper.  “Highness is here. Sit down quickly.”

Zelan heard the constant sounds from the movie and his buttocks suddenly hurt a bit; he didn’t quite dare to sit.

Yu Xianqing gave a helpless smile and turned off the film:  “Does Your Highness’s backside still hurt?”

He remembered that after giving the gift, the two had fooled around for a long time. To seize the timing, Zelan’s cavity opening had remained open throughout. By the end, it must have been somewhat swollen and couldn’t close at all; all those things could only go to waste.

Although Yu Xianqing felt it was a pity, upholding the principle of sustainability, there was no rush for the child-bearing matter for now. Better to apply some medicine to soothe him.

Zelan stiffened his body, lying on Yu Xianqing’s lap without trousers, feeling like his whole self was about to burn into a piece of charcoal.

Yu Xianqing studied the medicine Qi Lin gave him. The medicine had a long tube. He took the thing and tentatively poked.

“I’ll apply the medicine for you.”  He said,  “It might be a bit uncomfortable, but it’s necessary.”

Then he found that with every poke, Zelan would jerk.

Like a toy whose switch had been flipped.

Yu Xianqing poked a few more times. Zelan suddenly trembled all over, gnashing his teeth as he grabbed his hand:  “Yu Xianqing!”

“Stop f*cking playing around!”

…Oops.

For the first time, Yu Xianqing felt a bit guilty.

He had been caught.