Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 463

Chapter 463: They were making babies

The spacious dining area of the warship was a blend of elegance and purpose. Tall windows framed the starry night. The light shone bright, illuminating the polished wooden table set for the highest-ranking members on board.

Xiang Yu and Han Xin entered, the weight of their presence shifting the atmosphere. Lian and Mei were already there, standing patiently. Their demeanour was so obedient; it was hard to believe just moments ago, they had slaughtered Peng Xiu.

As they caught sight of the two men, Lian stood taller, a glint of mischief in her eyes. "Master," she greeted. Mei chimed in, "You are finally here." The air crackled with their eagerness, and they both rushed to pull out a chair for Xiang Yu.

But Han Xin was quicker, claiming the honour first. He slid the chair back with a smooth motion, gesturing for Xiang Yu to sit. A smile creased Xiang Yu’s lips as he settled into the chair. "How gentlemanly," said Xiang Yu showering him with praise. Han Xin was so happy that he couldn’t but feel giddy inside.

Mei poured the water, her expression a mix of amusement and mock annoyance. "Master, he is taking our job," she said, her voice playful.

Xiang Yu chuckled, the sound warm and genuine. "It was never your job anyway. You two only go the extra mile when you want something." His teasing brought a flush to their cheeks, and Mei fell silent, nudged by Lian to take her seat.

As they situated themselves, the door slid open again, revealing Little Bai and Han Zhan, who entered with a flourish of energy. Han Zhan proudly set down the appetizers: a tray of translucent crystal dumplings, perfectly formed and glistening under the light, accompanied by a tangy soy dipping sauce. Beside them lay crispy spring rolls, their golden hue inviting and vibrant with plum sauce.

"Food is ready!" Han Zhan exclaimed, his enthusiasm lifting the spirits of the table. Excited, he pulled a chair for Little Bai, the two of them joining the group.

"You two were late," Han Zhan lamented, pretending to pout. "I was dying from hunger."

Xiang Yu merely chuckled, his attention diverted briefly. Han Xin’s hand found its way to Xiang Yu’s thigh under the table, a bold gesture he didn’t mind doing in the presence of others. "Ask your cousin," Xiang Yu replied, a playful tone in his voice.

Lian grinned, leaning slightly forward. "Master was busy making a little sister or brother for us."

Xiang Yu nearly choked on the dumpling he had just bitten into. Han Xin swiftly poured water for him, his steady hand rubbing soothing circles on Xiang Yu’s back.

Xiang Yu drank, the cool water easing the slight panic. The light-hearted chaos was interrupted by Marshal Wu’s booming voice echoing from the other side of the table. "Lian!"

Lian raised an eyebrow, unfazed. "What? Did I lie?"

Mei wiggled in her seat, eyes dancing with delight. "I am very happy! I want it to be twins, one for me and one for Lian."

Little Bai’s laughter rang out, bright and infectious. "That’s not how it works! They are not dolls."

Lian and Mei exchanged incredulous looks, their imaginations ignited. Of course, babies weren’t dolls. But the thought of dressing them like little porcelain figures was a charming fantasy they relished deeply.

They had already started picking matching outfits for the little dumplings they had dreamt up, envisioning tiny garments on them. They couldn’t wait to take a lot of pictures.