SBCEJM -Chapter 227 “I’m Pregnant!” Xiao Zhanfeng Makes a Bold Royal Announcement, While the Regent Secretly Sucks In His Stomach on the Spot!

“And… and the pregnancy is already over three months along. The pulse is smooth, rapid, and strong!”

“It is… it is twins!!!”

The moment those words fell, the Golden Throne Hall became so silent a pin drop could be heard.

Everyone thought they were hallucinating.

A… man?

Pregnant?

And with twins?!

Had the old imperial physician woken up too suddenly, or had he simply gone insane?

The Regent’s mouth twitched. He was this close to ordering the old fool dragged out and executed for speaking nonsense.

But suddenly, his mind flashed back to that mysterious woman who had appeared out of nowhere and claimed this entire world was merely a storybook world.

She had said… she came from a place beyond his understanding…

Demonic arts… or perhaps immortal magic?

Almost instinctively, the Regent lowered his head and glanced at his own slightly protruding stomach, the result of years spent buried in memorials and court affairs.

A chill shot straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!

Without drawing attention, he silently—and forcefully—sucked in his stomach.

Meanwhile, Xiao Zhanfeng on the dragon throne gradually recovered from his initial shock and disbelief.

Pregnant pulse? Twins?

He remembered the unbelievably vivid dream from the previous night.

“Our children… will come find you on their own.”

So it was true.

It wasn’t a dream.

This was Sang Sang…

His Sang Sang had left him her final—and most precious—gift.

Overwhelming joy and even deeper sorrow intertwined, completely swallowing him whole.

Subconsciously, he raised a trembling hand and gently rested it against his still-flat abdomen.

There, the bloodline of him and Sang Sang was growing.

He ignored the ministers below whose jaws had collectively hit the floor, and also ignored the Regent beside him, whose face looked as if he’d just seen a ghost.

His voice was hoarse, yet incomparably firm as it echoed through the great hall.

“I am fine.”

“From this day onward, no one is permitted to discuss this matter again.”

He paused, then solemnly declared each word:

“This is an auspicious blessing bestowed upon our dynasty by the heavens!”

It was the very first time he had spoken publicly since becoming the puppet emperor, yet his tone carried unquestionable authority.

Afterward, every minister present was personally “warned” by the Regent. Strict orders were issued: the new emperor’s pregnancy must remain an absolute secret. Any leak of information would result in the extermination of the offender’s entire clan.

From then on, Xiao Zhanfeng stopped attending court under the excuse that “the dragon body requires quiet recuperation.”

As the days passed, his stomach gradually grew, just as the imperial physicians had predicted.

But after the joy came a new source of worry.

【I’m a man… so how exactly am I supposed to give birth to this child?】

The unprecedented problem stressed him so badly that his hormones went haywire. The once peerlessly handsome God of War started breaking out with pimples all over his face.

His skin became so bumpy and cratered it was practically unbearable to look at.

Then, the day of delivery finally arrived.

Labor pains struck as scheduled.

Inside the imperial bedchamber, Xiao Zhanfeng writhed in agony for several hours straight, yet there was still no sign of the babies emerging.

Outside the doors, the Regent paced anxiously in circles.

The imperial physicians had already prepared gleaming surgical blades.

If all else failed, they would have no choice but to cut the child out through surgery.

At that moment, the heart-wrenching screams from inside suddenly stopped.

The Regent’s heart clenched. Thinking something had gone wrong, he was just about to rush inside—

When a loud “Waaah—!” rang out.

Then another one.

Two crisp, vigorous cries of newborn babies shattered the silence of the imperial palace.

The physicians collectively froze in shock.

The new emperor’s belly had already flattened again.

And lying atop it were two exquisitely adorable infants.

They had appeared out of thin air.

One boy and one girl, waving their tiny hands and feet while crying with extraordinary vigor.

Of course, all of that would only happen over five months later.

The moment Xiao Zhanfeng conceived the heir, the career-route progress bar had already reached completion.

A system notification rang out in Shen Sang Sang’s mind:

【Ding! Assisted the male lead in successfully ascending the throne! Career route completion: 100%! Reward: 100,000 points!】

Inside the system space, Feng Zexuan was so excited she nearly did a standing backflip.

【We’re rich, we’re rich! One hundred thousand points! Multiplied by a hundred—that’s ten million gossip points!】

【Holy crap! We hit the jackpot!】

Before leaving, Shen Sang Sang and Feng Zexuan deliberately visited the space farm one last time to check on the current state of the “labor reform prisoners.”

The moment they entered the farm, the sight before them surprised both of them.

Those once-proud noble men and women who had lived pampered lives were now completely transformed.

Each wore coarse cloth garments, their skin tanned dark from the sun, diligently working in the fields with surprisingly practiced movements.

Feng Zexuan discovered that the space farm was far more intelligent than she had imagined.

These people had already figured out the rules:

The more work they completed—and the better they performed—the better their food and accommodations at night would be.

If they genuinely repented and worked hard, even the length of their sentence on the contract would decrease accordingly.

Thus, the clever ones all worked desperately hard, whether to escape suffering sooner—

Or simply to earn a hot meal and a roof that didn’t leak.

Shen Sang Sang noticed that Xiao Zhanfeng’s mother, Madam Zhou, and his younger sister Xiao Qingqing worked the slowest, so they were assigned a tiny drafty straw hut.

As for the original male and female leads, they were somehow doing the worst of all.

The worst shack.

The worst food paste.

Shen Ruoyun’s eyes were hollow as she mechanically bent over planting rice seedlings.

Beside her, Li Chengyu occasionally straightened up to pound his aching back, secretly sneaking some of his own seedling bundles onto Shen Ruoyun’s pile.

The next second, several bees circling above the farm suddenly seemed to receive a command. They swooped down with pinpoint accuracy and chased him across the fields, stinging him until he screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

【Pfft, this Li Chengyu is such an idiot. Even now he’s still trying to slack off.】

Shen Sang Sang laughed so hard she nearly doubled over.

“Heaven’s justice really does come around. Look at Shen Ruoyun—she’s way more sensible now. She can’t even be bothered lifting her head anymore,” Feng Zexuan teased.

After leaving the space, the two of them pulled up a real-time view of Yazhou.

Under Zhang Yan and the others’ leadership, the island residents were working together in perfect harmony, following the manuals and books the girls had left behind.

They reclaimed wasteland, planted crops, improved fishing nets…

The entire island bustled with life.

Fields, fishing boats, and coastlines were filled with busy figures everywhere, thriving with vitality.

Finally, Feng Zexuan packaged up all the ill-gotten wealth confiscated from corrupt officials and handed it over to the Regent.

She instructed him clearly:

Where the money came from, that was where it must return.

Every coin must be used for the people.

If he dared embezzle any of it, the breach-of-contract punishment she had prepared in advance would immediately activate.

Looking at the mountain-like piles of gold and silver treasures, the Regent finally realized that the evidence ledgers exposing the corrupt officials had also come from this young woman.

Indeed, aside from an immortal-like figure such as her, who else in the world could possess such heaven-defying abilities?

“Oh, right,”

Feng Zexuan added as a final instruction:

“You must carefully raise Xiao Zhanfeng’s children as future crown heirs. Only then can this small world continue to prosper.”

The Regent believed every word she said without question. He gave her a deep bow and solemnly promised to devote himself wholeheartedly to the task.

All the missions had now been completed.

Shen Sang Sang’s journey had finally reached its end.

It was time to leave.

【Xiao Ling,】

Shen Sang Sang’s voice was thick with reluctance.

【It’s such a shame you don’t have a physical body. Otherwise, before leaving, I’d definitely give you a huge hug.】

【Thank you for accompanying me through so many ridiculous and fun experiences.】

Inside the system space, Feng Zexuan stared at Shen Sang Sang’s face on the light screen, her own heart feeling a little sour.

She cleared her throat and spoke in her usual carefree tone:

“Do not worry that ahead you’ll have no confidants; under heaven, who would not know you?”

“We’ll meet again if fate allows it!”

【Goodbye, Xiao Ling! I’ll miss you!】

On this side of the light screen, Feng Zexuan waved vigorously at Shen Sang Sang’s image.

Her gaze landed on the huge, eye-catching red button on the control console.

The words “Host Repatriation” were written on it.

Taking a deep breath, she pressed it firmly.

【Go back and enjoy your billionaire life, my dear host.】

【As for me, I’ll continue my grand career of eating gossip and watching drama unfold.】

The moment the button was pressed, a gentle white light instantly enveloped Shen Sang Sang.

The glow flickered for several seconds.

Then she was gone.

“Goodbye.”

Feng Zexuan spoke softly.

For the first time, the once lively system space felt a trace of silence.