Chapter 332: Don't You Regret It?

The revelry of the Ying Tribe didn't end until late night; Yao had drunk too much and staggered as he walked, Nan Qinghuan wanted Ashu to take him to rest, but ChaoJi volunteered to help.

"Hey, let me; I'll take him to rest."

Ashu was stunned, "You?"

"Yeah, I—old man, don't stare at me like that; I can take good care of him. Yao, come with me."

"Hey, this…"

Ashu was a bit confused; why had this girl suddenly become so enthusiastic? Nan Qinghuan, seeing this, quickly stood up, "Ashu, let her go. This fate is truly strange; let's see whether the two of them have destiny."

"Fate?"

Ashu didn't understand what fate meant; he only knew how comfortable having a female was. Now he no longer had to go home alone at night without a female to warm the bed, and there was someone to cook.

Now that's a home.

"Alright, everyone go rest."

Ying stepped forward, grabbed Nan Qinghuan's waist, intending to take her back, but Dashan rushed over, looking extremely angry.

"Om, something's wrong; Axi has been vomiting constantly—what should we do?"

"Vomiting?"

Nan Qinghuan and Ying furrowed their brows, "Let me go check."

Her first thought was that the girl must have eaten something bad; ever since her child fell off last time, she had warned her to be careful, yet the girl still didn't listen. "Qinghuan, I'll go with you."

"No need; you accompany A Mu back, I'll return in a while."

Youchao Xuan went to look after Jingang's wife; Nan Qinghuan had prepared food for him and would deliver it later, so she didn't want Ying to know.

After Nan Qinghuan left, A Mu sighed deeply, "Ying, have you thought it through? Do you really want to ally with the Rongdi Tribe?"

Actually A Mu was also a bit worried; Rongdi are Beastmen, and within their clan many years of conflicts and contradictions have accumulated. This sudden peace feels like a dream.

Not very realistic.

Ying no longer doubts Rongdi's sincerity; they have all changed and learned to grow.

"A Mu, don't worry; this time Rongdi should be genuine. Their tribe isn't as strong as mine, so no need to worry. I believe Li Xiang is a smart person."

"What is his relationship with Qinghuan? That day I saw him go looking for Qinghuan. Did you approve this?"

When Li Xiang was mentioned, Ying nodded, "It was my approval. A Mu, don't worry; Qinghuan won't run away. She will stay here and live with me."

"Hey, it's not that I'm worried about that; it's just that…"

"Alright, A Mu, let's go home."

A Mu truly felt Ying had changed a lot; he could rescue Rongdi and become friends with them—something the old Ying could never have done.

A Mu's gaze at him grew increasingly complicated.

He really resembles his father.

More and more so.

Sure enough, he's that person's child; how could he be so ordinary? "Did Qinghuan change you?"

She knows what the old Ying was like; his word was law, no one could argue, but now he… Ying stopped walking and looked into the distance. This is his tribe; before he never imagined his tribe would have countless lanterns, that it would become so great. All this is because of change.

He now has iron tools, food, houses; he seems unafraid of anything.

The tribe has ended the hunting era; everyone farms together, living carefree.

All of this was brought by Qinghuan.

"A Mu, without Qinghuan we wouldn't have these good days now. People do change; Qinghuan likes me this way, so I became like this."

"Alright, alright, but Ying, Qinghuan is actually a different‑eyed person; I'm worried…"

When those words were spoken, Ying's expression turned sour, "No one may try to stop us from being together."

Leaving those words, Ying quickly left; A Mu, following behind, sighed deeply.

What to do? After Nan Qinghuan and Dashan returned, Axi was lying on a wooden bed, her little face twisted, vomiting wildly.

"Axi, Om is here."

Axi felt like she was dying; under the candlelight her face flickered, yet she was looking forward to it, thinking it was a good thing.

"Qinghuan, I feel terrible; do you think I'm pregnant?"

"Pregnant?"

When that was said, Dashan was delighted, "Hey, Om, quickly check if it is…"

Nan Qinghuan, seeing the two so eager, felt helpless.

How could it be so soon? Not long ago Axi lost a child; it shouldn't be this fast.

"Don't rush; let me see what's going on."

She hurriedly crouched to take Axi's pulse; Axi had vomited a lot during her last pregnancy, so she thought she was already pregnant, but it had only been a little over a month, which was impossible.

Axi didn't understand, but Nan Qinghuan did.

After examining, Nan Qinghuan slightly frowned, "It's caused by cold in the stomach; eat some millet porridge these days, and stop eating those wild fruits."

"Stomach cold? Isn't there a baby?"

Axi felt a bit disappointed; Nan Qinghuan quickly stood, "There will be one; when your body recovers, it will happen naturally. Dashan, you all work hard; Axi, tomorrow go fetch some herbs—I'll tell you which herbs."

After noting the herbs to take, Nan Qinghuan was about to leave, but as she stepped out to head home she seemed to hear… an indescribable sound.

She was curious, wanting to see who it was; coming out for a midnight tryst, but under the moonlight she saw ChaoJi, and her face instantly flushed.

"Damn, this… so fast? These Ancient People are really open. She didn't dare look further; I hope ChaoJi's wishes come true. Yao is a good man, even though he's a Beastman—what does that matter? As long as they love each other, time and race aren't obstacles."

She didn't go home, instead boiled water and brewed a jar of tea, intending to find Youchao Xuan to check on Jingang's wife and let him taste the tea leaves he had drunk.

The thunder and fire here are quite alluring.

The atmosphere is also tense.

Yao, half‑dazed, felt a female leaning against him; he was hot and uncomfortable.

Yao, wake up.

ChaoJi originally intended to send him back, but she overestimated herself; Yao was too heavy for her to lift, so the two rolled together, and then she thought… to be intimate with him.

She believes that as long as they are intimate, they can be together.

Yao was already drunk, and having a woman by his side was naturally pleasant. He felt a heat that was uncomfortable, and with the influence of the alcohol—he was a normal man—so when he opened his eyes, half‑dazed he saw a crimson face.

Gradually, he saw clearly who it was.

"Is that you?"

He felt a bit uneasy, his body was scorching.

"Yao, I want to be your female, I want to be with you, okay?"

ChaoJi feared that he would reject her, so she had to take the initiative, constantly trying to get close to him, hoping to be nearer to him. Ever since he helped her fend off the Snake Queen last time, she fell in love with him.

Therefore, she wants to marry him.

They say love makes people lose reason; the Ancient People's love is likewise direct and simple. ChaoJi's passion overwhelmed Yao; he grabbed her flailing hand, his gaze dazed as he looked into her eyes, "You don't regret?"

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