My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts-Chapter 663 - 223: Another Child is Born, News_3

"What’s wrong with being a pampered one? In the future, I’ll make Miao Miao a pampered one too, let’s see if you indulge her!" Du Xixi playfully glanced at Chen Yin, then pulled Miao Miao, who was watching the fun with Yiyi and Er Er, into the conversation.

Chen Yin tapped Du Xixi on the head, but hesitated to look at the smiling Miao Miao and just said, "Indulge! I’ll pamper you two pampered ones for a lifetime, wouldn’t that be enough?"

After a few jokes, Ye Wenting and his group, who were following behind, finally arrived. They just came to check on Du Xixi’s condition, and seeing her and the child were both safe, they were relieved but didn’t stay long.

Firstly, Du Xixi needed a quiet environment to rest well, and secondly, they couldn’t leave Mo Ying unattended for too long over there. After all, Doctor Mo was a top doctor and had many things to attend to.

When leaving, Ye Wenting shot a look at Chen Yin. He was worried that Chen Yin might not understand his look, but waiting alone outside the ward for a little while, Chen Yin came out.

"You looking for me?" Chen Yin, being the perceptive person he is, of course, understood Ye Wenting’s look, so after coaxing Du Xixi to sleep with Ke Xing and the others, he came out alone, not even bringing Rob, "Where’s your father and the others?"

"They’ve gone back to see Yingying and Little Guoguo." Ye Wenting replied with a slight hesitation but seemingly determined, "I’m here to tell you something, about... Marshal Ke Lian and the others."

"Oh?" Chen Yin’s eyes gradually deepened, his curiosity growing stronger, and he stepped closer to Ye Wenting, who then caught the hint and began to speak in a lowered voice.

The secluded hallway had only Chen Yin and Ye Wenting, their hushed conversation occasionally breaking the silence, but no one knew what they discussed, except themselves.

***

After giving birth, Du Xixi felt somewhat weak and weary. In contrast, the just-born Sansi was in high spirits, waving tiny hands and feet under everyone’s watchful eyes and growing healthier by the day.

"This is indeed rare. I’ve never seen a preemie grow as well as our Sansi. This healthy, even full-term babies might not be." The obstetrics director sighed, possibly for the umpteenth time, and Du Xixi just smiled slightly, knowing the reason in her heart.

Due to her mindset, the Purification Talent hadn’t significantly healed Du Xixi’s body. However, the child was different, continuously absorbing nutrients with a determination to live far stronger than Du Xixi’s.

So, the benefits the Purification Talent brought to the child were immense, making Sansi, although a preemie, healthier than even those full-term babies.

"Didn’t His Majesty say he had something to tell us today? Why hasn’t he come yet, even though it’s already dark?" After the obstetrics director left, Ke Xing stood by the bed, puzzled, looking in the direction of the military hospital’s entrance, wondering why Chen Yin hadn’t arrived yet.

"Maybe my brother’s too busy, and we have to wait a bit longer." About the news Chen Yin had to share, Du Xixi wasn’t too hopeful. Over the past few months, Chen Yin used countless similar excuses to cheer her up, always bringing seemingly interesting jokes that couldn’t make her laugh; she had long gotten used to it.

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. Just as they mentioned Chen Yin, he and Rob appeared at the military hospital entrance. Ke Xing exclaimed "Oh-ho," and within a couple of minutes, Chen Yin was in Du Xixi’s ward.

Chen Yin had been to this ward dozens of times, so he could find his way even with eyes closed, making his quick arrival understandable. He flamboyantly pushed open the ward door, announcing to everyone, "The handsome and charming His Majesty Chen Yin is here! Let’s have a warm round of applause!"

"Clap, clap!" The applause came from Rob behind Chen Yin. Inside the room, Du Xixi and the others remained indifferent, even becoming accustomed to Chen Yin’s dramatic entrances, responding with just a few calm sounds.

The first few times Chen Yin made such an entrance, Du Xixi and the others would obligingly clap to avoid making Chen Yin feel awkward. But over time, with Chen Yin making such entrances every time, even the most interesting entrances became routine, leaving Du Xixi and the others too lazy to clap.

Chen Yin’s body stiffened. But he didn’t mind, as this wasn’t the first time Du Xixi and the others treated him this way. He stubbornly sniffed, comforting himself, and walked inside, displaying a rather strange smile as he walked.

How to describe this smile? Perhaps it carried three parts anticipation, three parts reluctance, and four parts gloating. But when this smile appeared on Chen Yin’s face, it appeared utterly comical, prompting Du Xixi and the others to feel like laughing too.

Du Xixi and the others quickly looked away, fearing they wouldn’t hold back their laughter. Du Xixi was most reactive, carefully touching her mouth corners before sighing in relief.

Du Xixi: Thankfully, I didn’t laugh too lasciviously.

Chen Yin: ...I’m not lascivious!