As for having children, Jiang? Ji really did not have any obsession.
Shouldn't she pay a sum of money to the child-rearing organization and go to the incubator to collect it after some time?
The old general laughed coldly and snuffed out Jiang? Wake up, you're in the backward ancient times, not the Federation!
"Speaking of which, why don't you mail me an artificial incubator? It's so tiring to carry a few kilograms of child in my stomach. It's pressing on my internal organs and nerves. Just thinking about it is tiring. I want to feel my conscience and praise the Federation's decision. Banning maternal pregnancy is an epoch-making law. " After squeezing Wei Ci dry yesterday, she was as lazy as a salted fish today, perfectly acting out the "Ge You Lie" that salted fish talked about.
Oh, coupled with her half-closed dead fish eyes, she instantly replaced the "Ge You Lie" as the new generation of emoticons.
You Abba: Heh, then how are you going to explain to outsiders about the child?
His stomach hasn't even grown and he's carrying a big fat baby every three to five months. How are you going to convince everyone that this is their young master?
In the eyes of outsiders, this is Jiang? Ji adopted a child from who knows where. There's no guarantee of quality. Who knows if he's a good master?
Jiang? Ji heard this and thought she had a chance. She quickly sat up like a carp, sweeping away her previous dispiritedness and laziness.
"Can you mail it now?"
If it could be mailed, it would be perfect. Everyone could create as many young masters as they wanted. They could form a football team every year!
You Abba: No, give up. There's no such thing.
Jiang? When Ji Yi heard this, he rolled his eyes and continued to lie on the ground. He was like a punctured balloon, instantly deflating.
"Old general, maternal pregnancy is against the law. How can I break the law knowingly?"
Jiang? Ji couldn't do anything about it. But as a high-ranking official in the Federation military, she couldn't do that.
You Abba: Heh, nonsense. You can just say that you want to see others scratching their ears and cheeks. Why do you have to make such a big deal out of it?
Every time people talked about young masters, Jiang? Ji would look like she was watching a good show. Wasn't she afraid that things would turn out badly?
Follow Jiang? As Ji grew older, the problem of having children would become more and more serious. People's hearts would waver and something might happen.
Old general kindly remind Jiang? Ji said that, but this damned child refused to listen.
She laughed and joked.
"Am I such a childish person?"
Of course, she wouldn't do something pointless for the sake of such a vile interest.
If he repeatedly made his own people worry, he would become bitterly disappointed as time went by.
She had been dragging on and refusing to have children. Firstly, she wanted this life to be as close as possible to the previous life in Wei Ci's memory. She wanted Feng You to be Feng You and Jiang Yan to be Jiang Yan, even though she knew that this was impossible. Even if the parents were the same and the embryos were conceived at the same time, it was impossible for them to be exactly the same, let alone at different times. He was afraid that apart from the name, everything else would be different.
As a human of the Federation, Deep down, Ji Yunshu did not have any feelings or obsession towards the bloodline of his children.
If children were a form of comfort to Wei Ci, it did not matter whether he gave birth sooner or later.
Apart from this, she had an even more important reason.
Ginger? The body that Ji Yi was currently using, "Liu Xi", was born into a landowning household. Even though she had no connection with the Liu family and had left the sect in her early years, she was still a member of the Liu family. Ginger? Ji Yunshu wanted to see when they could no longer sit still.
If they could no longer sit still, she could take the opportunity to end things with the Liu family and restore her original name.
Although a name was just a code and it was common to change one's surname, it was still quite annoying to be called Liu Xi all day long.
The traces left behind in the future also belonged to "Liu Xi". All the rise and fall of glory and disgrace had nothing to do with "Ginger?" Ji had nothing to do with it. This was intolerable.
Your Abba: "Tsk, I remember someone once said that official titles were worthless."
Jiang? Ji laughed and said, "Nonsense. Isn't leaving a name in history to show off to the future generations? Otherwise, what's the point of living?"
Your Abba: "Ha ~ ~ ~"
A capricious woman.
Jiang? Ji said, "Children are indeed troublesome. I don't even have the experience of raising a child, let alone giving birth …"
Your Abba: "It's fine as long as your little man knows how to raise children. I don't think anyone expects you to teach children well."
Jiang? Ji Yunshu was not a teacher. No matter how good a seedling was, it would be a waste in her hands. She might even mislead the children.
"I said that he's an adult."
What 'little man' and 'little man'? Listening to it, she had the illusion that she was raising a wolf puppy.
Your Abba: "Ha, do you need me to go through the definitions of adulthood and underage in the federal law?"
Jiang? Ji was speechless.
She could not continue the topic.
She wanted to continue lying in bed, but the chores outside would not give her the chance.
"I thought that a winner in life should be able to earn mountains of gold and silver without doing anything …" Jiang? Ji Yunshu was not afraid of the cold, but she did not like the feeling of being surrounded by cold air. Even if there was carbon in the room, it was easy to be poisoned by carbon monoxide because of poor ventilation. It was much colder inside than under the covers. She muttered and complained, "I'm already the most powerful feudal lord in the world, and I'm only one step away from becoming the emperor. Why do I have to worry about selling noodles to earn money from selling cabbage? I wake up earlier than chickens, sleep later than dogs, eat worse than pigs, and work more than donkeys …"
If one were to talk about envy, Jiang? Ji Yunshu was most envious of those muddleheaded rulers who used all the resources in the world to support one person.
There were three thousand beauties in the harem, and it would take ten years to sleep with one of them in a day …
Of course, this was purely the imagination of poor scholars. Just like the joke that the salted fish told her a while ago, the peasants guessed that the emperor used a golden hoe to work in the fields, and the empress used a golden mallet to wash clothes … It was impossible to have three thousand beauties, but it was possible to have dozens of them.
Jiang? Ji Yunshu only had Wei Ci, and the jealousy of a young man was great.
As for her, carrying a golden hoe to work every day was not as good as working in the fields.
The salted fish were not happy.
Toudu Feiqiu: "Streamer, before you say this, feel your conscience first, and then look at Zixiao and the rest, okay?
If it was Jiang? Ji Yunshu could still earn some cabbage money, but Wei Ci and the rest would be spending their youth and energy instead. "
Jiang? Ji Yunshu was too lazy to look at them.
This was clearly her livestream, but the fans were all other people, and from time to time, they would diss her for their idols.
Forgive her for being blunt, but the idols that these salted fish used to be fans of were now middle-aged uncles in their thirties.
Lanting Xiangxue: "That's the charm of a mature man."
She didn't know if that group of people had good control over their bodies, or if they ate too little meat, but almost none of them had put on weight in their middle ages. They didn't have beer bellies, baldness, or greasy skin. They were still elegant, cultured, and tasteful.
Heh heh, to be Jiang? When Ji Yunshu saw Huang Song, she took back her words.
She had been busy the entire afternoon, and Jiang? Ji Yunshu couldn't be bothered to get the kitchen to cook, so she found a restaurant to eat something, and ended up meeting an old friend.
She glanced at Huang Song's stomach, then at his face and chin, feeling very sad.
"Did you cultivate the Nine Return to One Grand Technique?"
Huang Song was very puzzled.
"What Nine Return to One Grand Technique?"
Jiang? Ji Yunshu stared at his stomach. "The muscles in your body have fused together."
Huang Song: "…"
Feng Jue, who had just come out of the private room, happened to hear this flirtatious remark: "…"
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