The consequence of telling too many lies was that even if a wolf really came, no one would believe it.

Shan Yu was worried about Lian Zhou’s fate at the moment and had no time to comfort Wan Qiu and waved him back to sleep.

Since ancient times, beauties always brought troubles, and Lian Zhou was a scourge in modern times. At that time, he was the powerful young master of the Lian family. Anyone who dared to covet him would have a bad end.

Now Lian Zhou was just a commoner. In this era of strict hierarchical system, if someone who took a fancy to him tried to kidnap him, Shan Yu was not sure if he could protect him.

“You, don’t go out these days, and put on a bamboo hat when you go out. Also,” Shan Yu pointed at the dust-free white clothes on Lian Zhou’s body: “You are just a villager now, don’t wear something fairy-like and high-end. Come on, go put on the coarse clothes in the cupboard, and this hair…”

Lian Zhou was so annoyed that he stood up and interrupted Shan Yu’s words: “I said you are sick! Why should I wear a hat? I can’t see the road clearly with that thing on! Why should I hide like a mouse? Why? If I look good, I can’t stay in this miserable place all the time, right?”

Shan Yu took a deep breath, tried to hold back his temper, and persuaded:

“Lian Zhou, please understand the current situation. You are no longer the young master of the Lian family. There is no one here in from your family. You don’t have a father or brother to solve your troubles. If something goes wrong, you have to deal with it yourself. Now you are a shuanger, a shuanger with a low status and stunning appearance. Sooner or later, this face will cause you big trouble… Can you be more obedient?”

Lian Zhou understood what Shan Yu said, but he couldn’t adapt so quickly. He still couldn’t accept the fact of time travel. If Shan Yu wasn’t his good friend, he would definitely die.

“…I want to go home.” Lian Zhou lowered his head, his voice filled with grievance and sadness: “I don’t want to stay in this ghost place anymore, I want to go home.”

“Okay!” Shan Yu stood up and patted Lian Zhou’s shoulder, sighing softly: “Let’s find a way to go home together. I also want to go back, and I also don’t want to stay here and suffer.”

Two good friends who shared the same trouble hugged and comforted each other in this different world, and their slender figures were projected onto the window covered with oil paper, stinging someone’s eyes and hurting the heart.

Wan Qiu stumbled back to the room holding his stomach, his heart feeling like it was falling into an ice cave.

He tried his best to calm down and forget about the scene just now, but the more he did this, the clearer the pain became.

A shuanger like Lian Zhou who didn’t know where he came from lived in his home, and took over his husband. He also dared to say anything in front of Shan Yu.

And the saddest thing was… Shan Yu didn’t refute.

Wan Qiu choked up. When he thought about Lian Zhou saying that the child was not Shan Yu’s, but Shan Yu didn’t say a word, he felt like his heart was twisting in a knife. He felt that he had no need to live. This basin of dirty water was poured down, how would his child survive in the future?

“Child… please stop moving, it hurts so much…”

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As soon as Shan Yu entered the room, he saw Wan Qiu rolling on the bed in pain. His forehead was wet, and his fingers holding the quilt were embedded in his flesh, biting his lip without making a sound, not knowing who he was competing with.

“Don’t move! Relax, relax…” Shan Yu didn’t expect that Wan Qiu really had a stomachache. He was shocked after checking his pulse and gave him some medicine. He struggled until dawn, luckily the fetus in the belly was soothed.

From now on, even if Wan Qiu still pretended, Shan Yu didn’t dare to take it lightly anymore.

Lian Zhou was speechless: “He is not your wife, nor is he pregnant with your child. I don’t know what you are worried about.”

“I have taken over his husband’s body, I have the responsibility to take good care of him. At least what’s in his belly is innocent, even if I am not the real father, I can’t ignore it.”

“Please, you really think of yourself as a doctor who saves lives? And didn’t you say that the original owner was not good to Wan Qiu? You’re being good to him, you can’t really be his husband, right? How can a second-hand wife who is ugly and already pregnant be worthy of you?”

Shan Yu held his forehead and laughed. He said in a tired tone:

“You can tell me these words. But don’t mention them to Wan Qiu in the future. He doesn’t know anything. In his eyes, I am his husband. It’s enough for us to give you a place to stay, he is pregnant, don’t provoke him.”

“I know, I have no grudge against him,” Lian Zhou said impatiently. “When will he give birth? I don’t want to stay in this miserable place anymore, I’m so upset.”

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Wan Qiu was about two months away from giving birth. After being exposed by Lian Zhou, he didn’t dare to say anything even if his stomach was really uncomfortable. He endured it silently, and when he couldn’t bear it anymore, he went to find Grandpa Yaba.

Shan Yu knew what Wan Qiu was thinking and said very directly: “I don’t care if you are angry with me or embarrassed about what happened before. In short, if you feel uncomfortable in your stomach, you must tell me and don’t make fun of the pain.”

Wan Qiu’s face turned red from suppressing it, and he lowered his eyebrows for a long time before responding in a low voice, silently rubbing his belly, just like touching a ball.

He was only eighteen years old. In modern times, he would be a kid who had just graduated from high school. He should have been carefree and in his prime. However, he was born in such an era and met a bastard person. It was really pitiful.

Shan Yu felt sorry for Wan Qiu in his heart and regarded him as his younger brother. Seeing Wan Qiu looking aggrieved, he rubbed his belly and said, “Are you sleepy? Want to sleep for a while?”

Wan Qiu had been suffering from insomnia recently, when he thought of Lian Zhou, it was difficult to sleep and eat well. Only with Shan Yu by his side could he feel at ease, be in a good mood, and sleep well.

“What about you, husband?” Wan Qiu didn’t dare to sleep, fearing that Shan Yu would leave while he was asleep, and even more afraid that he would go find Lian Zhou.

“I’m sleepy too.” Shan Yu yawned, took off his cotton coat, stoked the charcoal fire in the basin, and then took off Wan Qiu’s clothes.

The ancients, he didn’t know why but they still wore their full clothes neatly even for taking a nap at noon, which made him uncomfortable.

Shan Yu took off all the cumbersome clothes on Wan Qiu’s body. Seeing that he didn’t refuse like usual, he was quite satisfied: “Isn’t this good? You are pregnant, don’t you find it tiring to sleep with so much clothes on?”

Wan Qiu nodded with a blush, agreeing silently.

The room was warm, and when the gauze curtains were dropped, it became dark.

Shan Yu felt too hot, so after taking off the last middle coat on his upper body, he hugged Wan Qiu into his naked arms without realizing it.

A hard chest was pressed against Wan Qiu’s face, a red bean was pointed at his mouth, and the man patted the back of Wan Qiu’s head suggestively.

Wan Qiu: “…”

‘What do you mean, husband? Do you want me to… suck it?’