Chapter 195

Chapter 195

Shen Qinglan came to work his pillow talk magic, and Han Zhang naturally would not refuse.

He took the opportunity to pull the person into his arms, smoothly buttering up his husband again, holding him and speaking sweetly:

"If my beloved has a request, how could I, your husband, refuse? Not to mention treating An Ge'er, even if you asked me to walk through fire and tread on blades, I would charge ahead without hesitation!"

If anyone else heard these words, they would surely dismiss him as a "silver-tongued smooth talker," nothing but empty flattery.

But to Shen Qinglan, he truly believed Han Zhang would lay down his life for him, after all, Han Zhang had already defied the royal family for his sake.

How could a husband like that just be spouting sweet talk to fool him?

Shen Qinglan could not suppress the smile at the corners of his mouth, his eyes sparkling with a soft glow, and he said in a gentle, teasing tone:

"Husband, you must stop saying such unlucky things. You're always talking about 'fire and blades'—what if it actually comes true?"

He didn't want his husband to prove his love through such dangerous talk; he just wanted to grow old with him, living in harmony as a couple.

What Han Zhang loved most was this instinctive way Shen Qinglan defended him. His eyes were practically brimming with a smile as he quickly responded: "My husband is right, I'm not good with words. From now on, I'll never bring up such unlucky talk again... I will listen to you."

Only then did Shen Qinglan feel satisfied, a smile curving on his lips as he leaned against Han Zhang's chest.

But suddenly remembering something, he hurriedly tugged at his sleeve: "Oh, husband, since we are to treat An Ge'er, you should stop using your Power to nourish my body for a while."

"I'm in great shape now. Using your Power on me every few days is a bit of a waste. Better to save it for things that matter more."

In truth, with his current constitution, Han Zhang continuing to use his Power to nourish him would just be a mild tonic.

You could get a similar effect from medicinal food and tonics, though not as fast-acting as the Power.

But how could Han Zhang bear to let his beloved husband make do with less?

He chuckled softly, nuzzling his chin against the top of Shen Qinglan's head, pulling him tighter into his arms:

"That won't do. To me, you're the most important person in the world. I'd never let anyone be shortchanged, least of all you. Don't worry, I know my limits, and I won't overdo it."

"Really? You're not just saying that to shut me up?"

"Of course." Han Zhang raised an eyebrow, a hint of playfulness in his tone. "When have I ever lied to you? Besides, those beauty and health tonics—how could they compare to my Power?"

"If I don't regulate your body, you won't be able to eat whatever you want without gaining weight like you do now—and when you see your favorite cakes and candies but don't dare take a bite, could you really give that up?"

That sealed the deal.

Shen Qinglan: "..."

No foodie could resist the lure of eating all they want without gaining a pound!

In the end, Shen Qinglan was successfully persuaded, happily settling into Han Zhang's lap, throwing his arms around his neck and sweetly buttering him up:

"Husband, how come you're so good to me? I really, really love you... The moonlight is so beautiful tonight. Darling, will you bathe with me?"

The young man's eyes shimmered, his voice dropping to a soft, alluring whisper.

His eyes were seductive as silk, his breath fragrant as orchid.

Han Zhang's mind went blank on the spot, completely undone by his husband's charms!

The couple went from the bath to the bedroom, tumbling in red sheets, lost in passion, going at it vigorously for half the night.

The next morning.

Feeling refreshed and full of energy, Han Zhang wasted no time, immediately sending someone to invite Jiang Wencheng and his husband over, to get the treatment underway.

Upon seeing them, he looked at Jiang Wencheng with reproach:

"Brother Jiang, do you still consider me a brother? Something as important as having children—how could you keep putting it off and even hide it from me and Lan Ge'er?"

"Three years of marriage without a child, and the gossip from outsiders might just go in one ear and out the other for you, but to An Ge'er, every word stabs like a knife. By delaying until now, how much has An Ge'er had to suffer?"

"Brother Han, I..." Jiang Wencheng's face turned red with embarrassment, and he was filled with shame.

He hadn't thought it through—he hadn't considered any of this.

An Ge'er, doting on his husband, quickly spoke up in his defense: "Big Brother Han, don't blame my husband. It's my own overthinking, and my body that's uncooperative, holding my husband back..."

His husband treated him like a treasure, never once complaining about the lack of children, and he did not want his husband to be misunderstood.

Jiang Wencheng shook his head upon hearing this, grabbing An Ge'er's hand tightly, his expression guilty: "No, Brother Han is right. It was my lack of consideration. It's all my fault..."

"No, husband, it's my body's problem..."

The couple looked at each other with tearful eyes, hands clasped tightly, each vying to take the blame upon themselves.

Han Zhang was quite satisfied seeing the depth of their feelings. After they finished pouring out their hearts, he sighed and softened his tone:

"Enough. In any case, from now on, you two must not hide things like this anymore, or Lan Ge'er and I will truly be angry. Between brothers, honesty is what matters most."

Shen Qinglan also nodded beside him, deliberately glaring at An Ge'er: "Exactly! An Ge'er, if you hide such important matters from me again, I... I'll cut ties with you for three days!"

Cutting ties was certainly not something that would actually happen.

An Yongyan and Jiang Wencheng felt warmth surging in their hearts, their eyes moistening. Jiang Wencheng could not help but choke up:

"Thank you, Brother Han... then An Ge'er, I'll leave him in your care."

Brother Han treated him with such sincerity—how could he bring himself to carry out the prince's orders?

And so the matter was settled.

Han Zhang immediately began treating An Ge'er.

An Ge'er's infertility was a congenital condition from his frail childhood. For ordinary physicians, such a congenital illness was indeed difficult to cure.

But for him, it was very simple.

Because the healing effect of his Power did not follow scientific principles—not to mention congenital conditions, even regenerating severed limbs was possible, just somewhat costly in energy.

So, Han Zhang only needed to carefully regulate An Ge'er's body for half a month, and his originally weak and depleted constitution already showed great improvement, becoming very healthy.

Another month later, exciting news came.

The physician took his pulse and announced joyfully: "Congratulations to this young master. Your pulse moves like rolling pearls, slippery and strong—you are already over a month pregnant."

"Really? Doctor, I... I'm really pregnant?"

"Pregnant? My husband is really pregnant?"

An Ge'er and Jiang Wencheng chorused the question over and over, hardly daring to believe it, their joy so overwhelming they couldn't quite take it in—until the old doctor gave another firm nod, and only then did the two burst into happy tears.

After three years of marriage, they finally had a child!

Shen Qinglan, who had been by their side the whole time, was overjoyed as well. He quickly passed his chubby little son Xiao Tao'er to them, and urged happily:

"An Ge'er, quick, hold my little Xiao Tao'er! As the old saying goes, 'you become what you hold'—this baby of yours is bound to be just like my Xiao Tao'er, a sturdy, lively little boy!"

Though he'd secretly hoped they might one day become in-laws, given how the world worked these days, he genuinely hoped An Ge'er would have a boy for his first.

After all, without a son, a family was still considered cut off, and people would push them around.

"Alright, alright, then I must give Xiao Tao'er a good cuddle and soak up some of this chubby boy's good fortune!"

An Ge'er didn't play coy. Grinning, he gathered the soft, pudgy Xiao Tao'er up in his arms and played with him.

Xiao Tao'er was bold and clever. Even though he was being held by an uncle he barely knew, he wasn't scared at all. His big, dark eyes twinkled as he gurgled and giggled at An Ge'er.

Finally, he even leaned in and planted a loud, smacking kiss on An Ge'er's cheek, leaving a shiny little smear of drool behind.

"Ah-ee-ya... ee-ee..."

Xiao Tao'er waved his chubby arms, babbling away a mile a minute.

This just made An Ge'er's day: "Lan Ge'er, look! Your little Xiao Tao'er really, really likes me!"

Everyone in the room was amused by the warm, funny scene, laughter ringing out as the atmosphere grew lively and joyful.

Han Zhang glanced at Jiang Wencheng, who was basking in the joy of his husband's pregnancy. All his gloomy days were forgotten as he beamed like a brand-new father. Han Zhang nodded inwardly.

Good. A favor given was a debt owed—his kindness had hit the mark.

Next came the part where he would show off his "selflessness" and cement his image as a wise leader.

And so.

A few days later.

On an official rest day, the two couples—Han Zhang's and Jiang Wencheng's—were shooting the breeze over tea and snacks, when suddenly hurried footsteps sounded from outside.

Before the gatekeeper could announce him, Clan Chief Han came barging in, his gray beard trembling slightly, sweat beading on his forehead, his back even more hunched than usual.

Seeing Han Zhang, he rushed over as if grabbing for a lifeline, his voice cracked with urgency: "Big Brother, something has happened in the clan! This... this matter, I really can't decide it on my own—you've got to come take a look!"

As he spoke, a deep frown creased his brow into a tight furrow, his rheumy old eyes filled with anxiety and distress, his hand, still gripping the doorframe, trembling slightly.

His acting was so masterful that, had Han Zhang not staged the whole affair himself, he might have believed the clan was truly in serious trouble!