It shouldn't be.

Thinking about how it was hard to have children even after being married for two lifetimes, Xie Wan Ning still didn't feel that she was pregnant.

I guess it was because he had to sleep in the open air all the way and injured his body.

But God always seemed to play jokes on her.

The doctor invited by Ma Pozi withdrew his hand from taking the pulse, stroked his beard and smiled, "Congratulations, madam, you are more than two months pregnant."

Xie Wan Ning's head seemed to be hit by a heavy object, and it was buzzing.

Only the words 'You are more than two months pregnant' echoed in my ears.

She reached out her hand in a daze and touched her abdomen.

Pregnant?

What a strange word! She had been looking forward to it immensely in both her past and present lives.

Whether it was when she first married Lu Ziyan in her previous life, or when she was with Pei Yuqing in this life.

She had always hoped to bear children for them, but was always disappointed.

But now, she has abandoned everything, left under an assumed name, and prepared herself to be alone for the rest of her life.

She is pregnant.

This is Lu Ziyan’s child.

They hadn't even gotten married yet, there was only an imperial decree from the emperor granting the marriage.

But it doesn’t matter, the eldest daughter of the Xuanping Marquis’s Mansion is already dead.

This child will be hers alone.

She won't be alone.

Xie Wan Ning's eyelashes trembled suddenly, and she looked at the old doctor with white hair and beard anxiously, "I have been sleeping outdoors and eating cold food recently. Does it have any effect on the fetus in my belly?"

"You have a good physical foundation, and the pregnancy is stable. If you take good care of yourself in the future, there will be no serious problems," the old doctor said. Seeing that she was really worried, he said, "If you are worried, you can take a few pills to stabilize the pregnancy."

"Okay." Xie Wan Ning quickly told the maid to get paper and pen.

The doctor quickly wrote down a prescription and Mrs. Ma went to the pharmacy to get the medicine.

After everyone left, Xie Wan Ning still felt a bit adrift. For some reason, her nose started to ache.

She had not shed a tear during the two months of wandering, but now she was crying.

The maid beside her hurriedly comforted her, "Madam, please don't cry. I heard that if a pregnant woman cries too much, the baby will be more crying and noisy after birth."

Xie Wan Ning took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears and said, "This is the posthumous child left by my late husband. I was a little too excited."

Therefore, all the neighbors, including the Li family, knew that the new widow was pregnant with her late husband's posthumous child.

Some people who were eager to introduce a second husband to Xie Wan Ning also gave up the idea for the time being.

Chen Xier rushed over after hearing the news, her lips trembling as she asked, "...the God of Killing?"

Xie Wan Ning hummed softly.

Chen Xier's legs immediately went limp and she collapsed to the ground.

Her fear of Lu Ziyan was deep in her bones. Xie Wan Ning was an adult, and if she decided to leave, she would know how to avoid being seen, but children were different.

No one can control the fate of a child. If it's a girl, it's fine. But if it's a boy...

A good father will have a good son, so how could the offspring of a killer god be kept in a pond?

Perhaps sooner or later I will have to go to the capital city where all the geniuses gather.

Once the God of Death discovers himself...

Chen Xier's face turned pale, and she looked at Xie Wanning's belly as if she was looking at a huge thunder.

With a loud bang, all living beings within a hundred miles around can be killed.

It's the kind of death that has no life.

Xie Wan Ning didn't expect her reaction to be so big, and asked with a smile: "Is Lu Ziyan so scary?"

"..." Chen Xier suddenly came back to her senses.

Yes, with her cousin around, the God of Death couldn’t do that even if he knew his wife and children were still alive.

He is so grateful to God that he cannot wait for revenge. (End of this chapter)