Although Su Muyao told Xie Guixue this, Xie Guixue was still anxious, to the point that his body was emitting a chill.
When Su Muyao lay on the bed, cold sweat appeared on Xie Guixue's forehead.
His eyes were a misty shade of crimson, nervously gripping her hand tightly, kneeling on both knees on the ground, "Wife, what should I do?"
"Will it hurt?"
Su Muyao looked at him like this, and felt a bit of heartache.
Xie Guixue's clear and cold, melancholic, broken appearance always managed to tug at her heartstrings.
She reached out her other hand to touch his face, "Really, it's nothing."
Su Muyao indeed didn't feel anything special, and just as she was comforting Xie Guixue, she felt something in her stomach.
Soon after, Su Muyao gave birth to a Zaizai.
At first, it appeared as a black-gold colored Ice and Snow Spirit Beast, then it transformed directly into a fair and adorably beautiful Zaizai.
"Daddy, Mommy."
Su Muyao looked at the Zaizai, her heart softened endearingly.
