The Immortal Lord is Pregnant with the Demon Lord’s Offspring
ILPDLO Chapter 31

Bai Gu turned to Yue Lin, “Daoist friend, you look quite similar to my ninth brother. Could you do me a favor?”

Yue Lin replied, “Let’s hear it.”

“My ninth brother has passed away, and I want to apologize to him, even if he can’t hear me anymore. Could you perhaps temporarily take his place, accept a cup of my apology wine, and say a few words of forgiveness on his behalf? That way, I’ll have no regrets.”

There is a custom at the wine table to offer comfort to those grieving. If the other party is sincere, someone with a bold and carefree personality might just agree and drink the wine to settle things.

However…

Yue Lin met his gaze.

The atmosphere grew a bit awkward and silent. Bai Gu coughed softly, looking frail and weak. “This is just a personal knot I need to untie. If it’s too difficult for you, don’t worry about it.”

As he spoke, he pulled out a white silk handkerchief and gently covered his mouth.

Everyone at the table stayed silent, waiting for Yue Lin’s response.

In this way, Bai Gu’s pitiful appearance started to seem somewhat pushy, almost as if forcing Yue Lin to agree.

Yue Lin smirked slightly and said, “I belong to Lord Yue Zhao. If he agrees, I’ll drink your wine; if he doesn’t, then no. You should ask him.”

He passed the burden back. Chu Hanjin raised his eyes and met Bai Gu’s thin gaze, asking, “Lord Yue Zhao, what do you say?”

Chu Hanjin didn’t look at Yue Lin, but even without a word, he understood Yue Lin’s intentions. “If you truly feel guilty, what you need to do is make amends, not find someone who looks like him to drink your wine. Even if they drink the wine and offer forgiveness, what difference does it make? Does it mean the people you hurt have truly forgiven you? It’s just self-deception.”

His words were blunt and harsh, causing Bai Gu’s face to show a moment of embarrassment. Luo Yang clapped his hands and laughed, “I always knew Lord Yue Zhao was righteous, and today I’ve witnessed it firsthand! Bai Gu, stop bringing up your ninth brother already. Let’s drink!”

Bai Gu smiled and changed the topic, “Let’s drink.”

His good manners showed, as he didn’t show any displeasure on his face. The banquet continued, with everyone doing their own thing. Chu Hanjin hardly touched his food, and his sleeve was lightly tugged.

Chu Hanjin heard Yue Lin’s voice transmission, “Your temper is really something.”

Chu Hanjin transmitted back, “What do you mean?”

“You have this grumpy face, and you speak bluntly, even harshly, but no one dares to argue with you. They still have to act like they’re learning from you. That’s why I say you’re amazing.”

“…”

Realizing that Yue Lin’s tone carried genuine praise, Chu Hanjin had no response.

It was true. His temper was well-known as difficult to deal with in the Six Great Sects. He was straightforward and not one for pleasantries. But not many took offense, since it’s often said, “Better to offend a gentleman than a villain.” And Chu Hanjin was exactly the type of gentleman one could offend without fearing retaliation.

The banquet ended in a blur, and the Rongku Sect insisted on arranging accommodations. After several polite refusals, Chu Hanjin finally extricated himself. After lingering for a while, he returned to the inn’s guest room, only to find Yue Lin missing.

Chu Hanjin walked around the restaurant, eventually hearing someone call out from the top floor near the skylight. A waiter shouted, “Enjoying the sun? Sitting up there?”

A voice replied, “Yep, enjoying the sun.”

Chu Hanjin approached and saw Yue Lin lying on the rooftop, a few jars of wine beside him, gazing up at the clear sky.

Ever since they left the Zhou Residence that afternoon, Chu Hanjin had sensed his bad mood. Now it seemed he’d gone up to the roof to drink away his feelings.

Chu Hanjin stood there for a moment, not particularly gentle, but trying to show some concern, “What are you doing up here?”

Yue Lin shifted to the side, “Come, sit.”

What a joke.

Chu Hanjin had never in his life sat on rooftop tiles.

But seeing the clean tiles next to him, Chu Hanjin hesitated for a while before sitting down beside him. From up here, the entire view of Fengliu City lay before them. Decades ago, it had been a desolate, windy city. It was only after cultivators planted forests and green spaces outside the city gates that the climate and environment became so pleasant.

Several of the wine jars beside Yue Lin were already empty, his throat slightly bobbing as he murmured, “Never thought after all the twists and turns, I’d end up back here.”

Chu Hanjin didn’t quite understand what he meant by “back here,” but guessed it was related to his past. This was a time to listen, so he remained silent.

Yue Lin clicked his tongue, “You don’t know how to talk, do you?”

Chu Hanjin glanced at him, “Are you sad?”

“A bit,” he thought for a moment, “but it’s hard to explain.”

Chu Hanjin let out a soft snort.

“It’s like when someone you absolutely despise suddenly comes to you, crying and begging for your forgiveness. Do you forgive or not? Your first reaction is just disgust.”

Seeing him take another sip of wine, Chu Hanjin asked, “You find him disgusting?”

Yue Lin replied, “Yes. And I know that soon enough, things are going to get messy. He’ll cling to me like a piece of sticky rice paper, purposely showing up just to make me sick. I won’t be able to shake him off, and it’s so annoying.”

Chu Hanjin opened his mouth slightly, thinking of something, but then tightly closed his lips.

Yue Lin looked straight at him, “What do you want to ask?”

Chu Hanjin thought for a moment and said, “Nothing. I’ve already decided not to ask about your past.”

Yue Lin smiled, his lips curving slightly, and gently pulled at the corner of Chu Hanjin’s sleeve, “No matter what happened in the past, now and in the future, I’ll always be loyal to you.”

“…”

Not expecting another heartfelt confession, Chu Hanjin’s expression didn’t change, but the tips of his ears reddened slightly. “That’s enough. Stop talking. You don’t owe me anything; there’s no need to say such things.”

Yue Lin replied, “I owe you.”

Chu Hanjin raised an eyebrow, “Hmm?”

Yue Lin slowly sat up, placing his hand on Chu Hanjin’s shoulder. As he leaned in, Chu Hanjin’s shoulder instinctively tensed but soon relaxed, letting himself lightly lean against Yue Lin’s chest.

“I owe you, and apart from you, I also owe the child in your belly.” Yue Lin gently placed his hand on Chu Hanjin’s stomach.

Chu Hanjin, feeling uneasy, pushed him away, “Stop…”

But his hand was held firmly.

Through the skin, he seemed to feel Yue Lin’s body heat. Yue Lin’s gaze was deep yet simple as he gently caressed Chu Hanjin’s stomach, his breath softly brushing against Chu Hanjin’s neck.

This strangely reminded Chu Hanjin of that kiss in the tomb. At that time, Yue Lin had no memory and was wild, pulling him in for a kiss…

Not knowing why his thoughts wandered there, Chu Hanjin furrowed his brow.

Yue Lin paused, “Did I hurt you?”

He was simply caressing Chu Hanjin’s stomach, feeling the life growing inside. (He was touching his stomach because of the pregnancy, not for any other reason.)

Chu Hanjin stiffly replied, “No.”

Thinking Chu Hanjin was uncomfortable, Yue Lin became even more careful in his touch. His leg propped up as a cushion for Chu Hanjin, his arm nearly wrapping him in a gentle embrace, inhaling the faint scent of his hair.

The child occasionally needed the father’s presence, and seeing that Yue Lin seemed down… Chu Hanjin, for once, didn’t argue and allowed this to happen. He even noticed Yue Lin’s lips brushing his hair without objecting, until he unconsciously leaned in, feeling a sudden warmth.

He heard a slightly ragged breath.

Suddenly, Chu Hanjin realized what was happening. He pushed Yue Lin away with a palm, startled, “What are you doing?”

He wasn’t entirely familiar with that sensation, but it felt somewhat familiar.

Yue Lin apologized, “Sorry.”

If he had denied it, it might have been better, but his direct apology confirmed that Chu Hanjin had sensed correctly. Wide-eyed, Chu Hanjin stared at him.

Yue Lin explained, “I drank too much and lost control.”

Lost control… to the point where he exposed his physiological reaction right in front of him?

Chu Hanjin flicked his sleeve angrily and stormed off the roof, “We should keep some distance.”

Behind him, he heard a soft sigh.

That sigh seemed loaded with meaning, but Chu Hanjin didn’t have the patience to think it over. He returned to his room, slammed the door shut, and poured himself a cup of tea. He drank slowly, only finishing by dusk.

He sent a secret message to his senior brother and sat in the room for a while before hearing a knock at the door, “It’s me.”

Yue Lin.

Chu Hanjin opened the door and saw Yue Lin standing there with their dinner. He had changed into fresh clothes and smelled of soap from a recent bath.

Yue Lin acted as if nothing had happened, “Let’s eat.”

Chu Hanjin let him into the room. After lighting the candle, he heard from behind, “Still mad?”

Turning back, he met Yue Lin’s slightly downcast eyes.

Those deep golden eyes with vertical pupils were staring straight at him, a hint of unease in them as Yue Lin said, “I can explain.”

Chu Hanjin frowned, “?”

“Normally, I’d be able to control myself, but today I drank, and I’ve been feeling down. I really wanted to touch you,” Yue Lin explained, “It wasn’t that I consciously reacted. It just got out of control.”

Chu Hanjin lowered his lashes, his voice cold, “You’re really explaining this?”

Yue Lin’s voice dropped, “I’m afraid you’ll hate me.”

“…”

Like a child who’s afraid no one will love him.

Ever since Yue Lin came down from the mountain and followed him, through the forest and up to now, Yue Lin had always seemed a little insecure, as if he feared losing Chu Hanjin, clutching onto him like a drowning man holding onto a lifeline.

Chu Hanjin hesitated, then turned his head, “I don’t hate you.”

Yue Lin hummed softly, looking meek, “Shall we eat then?”

Chu Hanjin’s previous discomfort vanished, and he said, “Let’s eat.”

Yue Lin placed each dish from the tray onto the table and handed Chu Hanjin a pair of chopsticks.

Chu Hanjin adjusted the chopsticks and looked up, noticing Yue Lin smiling.

Chu Hanjin, “?”

Catching his gaze, Yue Lin reined in his smile a little, “Eat, eat.”

“…”

Chu Hanjin couldn’t help but feel like he’d been tricked somehow.

But it was just Yue Lin’s natural reaction, “You’re really kind. I like that you’re like a Bodhisattva.”

Bodhisattva? Is he implying I’m soft-hearted?

Chu Hanjin felt the urge to kick him.

After handing Chu Hanjin a bowl of white rice, Yue Lin deliberately shifted the conversation, “Enough about that, let’s talk business.”

Chu Hanjin suppressed his raised hand.

Yue Lin looked up and clearly stated, “Let’s eat slowly and after that, head to the brothel.”

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