By the end of Shen Qingqiu's second trimester, everyone who didn't know before was now convinced that the Qing Jing Peak Lord was carrying the child of the Bai Zhan Peak Lord.
Liu Qingge's weekly visits had turned into daily visits. He used to come bringing gifts. Now he came not only with gifts but he also suddenly started helping around with the house chores - chopping woods, mainly, because Liu Qingge couldn't cook all that well.
Shen Qingqiu previously refused every visitation and every gift but recently he no longer rejected any gift and he started letting Liu Qingge into his bamboo hut as well. The girls at Xian Shu Peak had already produced so many written and illustrated fictions of what may have happened between them that caused the pregnancy. Mostly depicted an 'angry sex' that took place after a heated battle that caused the two nemesis to go into their heat or rut.
The materials had been circulated even to other peaks, nearly reaching the outside world, if not because Shen Qingqiu caught Ning Yingying and her senior sisters reading them. The day remained ingrained in everyone's memory as the first time the boys were not punished but the girls were horribly reprimanded, each receiving five strikes on their palms.
It was brought to the Peak Lords meeting.
Nothing could hide Shen Qingqiu's terrible mood as he entered the hall with his seven-month bulge. Yue Qingyuan cleared his throat. "Perhaps next time we can have the meeting at Qing Jing Peak instead of troubling Qingqiu Shidi to come here."
"I'm pregnant, not a cripple."
"It must be hard having to walk quite a distance with the rainbow bridge," Wei Qingwei pointed.
Shen Qingqiu remained silent. Liu Qingge suddenly gasped. "Hold on - did you use your sword?!"
"What were you thinking, you idiot?! What if something happened to you?!" Liu Qingge yelled.
"Like I said, I'm not a cripple," Shen Qingqiu replied.
"I'm afraid Liu Shixiong has a point, Shen Shixiong. You shouldn't travel on swords anymore at this stage," Mu Qingfang said. "I can send over my disciple to stand by at Qing Jing Peak, Shixiong."
"No need," Shen Qingqiu declined. "I have my own disciples, they can alert you."
"Your senior disciples who have received their spiritual swords are currently in seclusion, aren't they? They won't come out in time for the birth," Liu Qingge said. "I'll stay by your side."
Shen Qingqiu choked. "Are you crazy?!"
"You're a madman if you insist on going through this alone," Liu Qingge retorted.
"I don't need your help!"
"You might not but I want to anyway!"
Shang Qinghua whispered to Qi Qingqi at his side. "I say, Liu Shidi is going to start camping at Qing Jing Peak after this."
Qi Qingqi grinned. "He already let him into his bamboo hut now. I'd say he's going to let Liu Shidi slip into his heart soon."
Luo Binghe was not liking this. At first it was weekly. Then daily. Then Liu Qingge was slowly taking over his job. Back then it would be only Binghe and Shizun every morning and every night. Now the time had been monopolized by Liu Shishu completely and there was nothing Binghe could do, because Liu Shimei from Xian Shu Peak confirmed that the child in Shizun's belly was her future niece or nephew.
Liu Shishu had started camping out at Qing Jing Peak, as Shang Qinghua and Qi Qingqi had predicted and nothing could stop him, not even Shen Qingqiu himself.
Luo Binghe felt the dread when one day Shen Qingqiu suddenly ordered Binghe to bring a spare bed into the bamboo hut, because apparently seeing a camp at his backyard was an eyesore and knowing how stubborn Liu Qingge was, Shizun might as well just let him sleep inside.
If it was the old Shizun he would have set the tent on fire just to chase the Bai Zhan War God away.
Liu Shishu seemed to have wormed his way into Shizun's heart. At least that was what Luo Binghe believed. Shizun, who used to refuse any gift from Liu Shishu, was slowly allowing him to invade his space. It took months, but Liu Shishu's persistence paid off. Luo Binghe felt like a child whose mother had just gotten a new boyfriend. A boyfriend whom he didn't like.
Two months passed after that.
One night Binghe was rudely awakened by Liu Qingge, who demanded him to stay by Shizun's side while he went to get Mu Shishu.
Luo Binghe was horrified the moment he went to check up on Shizun. His water had broken and there was a pool of unrecognisable fluid wetting the mattress and pooling on the floor. Despite the immense pain Shizun remained calm, hiding it behind his aloof expression.
As soon as Mu Shishu and his head disciple arrived Luo Binghe was shooed out of the bamboo hut. He sighed and waited patiently outside.
It was painful. It was so goddamn painful Shen Qingqiu didn’t know how people who were not cultivators were able to bear this pain. His entrance was slowly tearing up and the contraction was so painful he felt no better than the time he had twenty bones broken at once back when he faced a demon in his early discipleship. Tears were beginning to pool in his eyes and he gripped Liu Qingge’s arms for support.
It was fortunate that the one he was holding was Liu Qingge. A normal human would have their arms broken just by the sheer force of Shen Qingqiu death-gripping them. Liu Qingge acted like it was nothing, never once complaining, only whispering words of support.
“I can almost see the head, Shen Shixiong. Just a bit more, push,” Mu Qingfang encouraged him.
Liu Qingge pressed his lips against his sweaty temples and Shen Qingqiu found the energy to push. He bit on the cloth that Mu Qingfang had given him and squeezed his eyes shut as he exerted more effort.
“The baby’s head is out, Shen Shixiong!” Mu Qingfang exclaimed. “The shoulder’s going to be a bit harder but you can do it, push!”
Shen Qingqiu threw away his lofty scholarly image. He was already spreading his legs, looking all messy and stank of sweat anyway. He screamed.
“It’s out, Shen Shixiong! The baby’s fully out!” Mu Qingfang cheered.
But there was no sound. Shen Qingqiu was expecting a loud cry. For a moment his heart sank at the thought that there might be something wrong with his baby. No, not his baby. Not the child he had been carrying for nine months, please no-
Mu Qingfang patted the baby’s bottom and there was a loud cry. Shen Qingqiu could finally feel relieved. Liu Qingge was already crying, cradling his head and kissing him hard and Shen Qingqiu let him, because he couldn’t be bothered to think about his image anymore. He just wanted to see his baby, to hold his baby.
Mu Qingfang handed the newborn to his head disciple to be cleaned off the blood and fluid while he worked on closing the wound. The Qian Cao Peak head disciple smiled as she handed the baby to Shen Qingqiu. “He’s a lovely baby, Shen Shibo.”
Shen Qingqiu held his breath as his fingers touched the baby for the first time. He held the baby carefully in his arms. The baby was small, red, and wrinkly - not at all what people would consider typically beautiful - but to him, the precious little one was the most gorgeous thing in the world. He pressed the baby against his chest and kissed his forehead.
“Do you have a name, Shen Shixiong?” Mu Qingfang asked.
Shen Qingqiu nodded. “... Yuan. Shen Yuan.”
Traditionally a child would be taking the alpha’s, or in beta couples - the beta male’s surname, but seeing that Liu Qingge seemed to have no problem at all and was just happy to see both mother and child safe, Mu Qingfang decided it was not a big deal. Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge’s relationship had developed way better now compared to that day, when Liu Qingge had brought in the unconscious Shen Qingqiu. Mu Qingfang was sure the two could work together in raising the child without worrying about issues like surnames and such. He smiled.
“It’s a beautiful name,” Liu Qingge said.
“Shen Shixiong chose well,” Mu Qingfang agreed. “I have closed the wound but you will need plenty of rest and some medications to recover from the blood loss. I will leave the prescriptions here.”
Shen Qingqiu nodded. Mu Qingfang left shortly after to give privacy to the couple and their newborn. Cultivators of Shen Qingqiu’s level did not need much care compared to normal people, a day or two would be enough for his body to completely recover, especially with the medications. Mu Qingfang had also seen the way Liu Qingge cared for Shen Qingqiu throughout his pregnancy and during the labour, he had confidence leaving the rest to Liu Qingge.
“Liu Shidi… help, clean me and carry me to bed.”
Liu Qingge nodded. Mu Qingfang’s disciple had already prepared a small tub of hot water for Shen Qingqiu to clean up. He helped Shen Qingqiu to take off the rest of his clothes, then while the latter sat down Liu Qingge changed the sheets and used a cleaning talisman to clean the blood off. He worked fast, proceeding to wipe Shen Qingqiu clean while the other was still holding the baby, then gently carrying him to bed.
Liu Qingge sat down, head leaning against the pillow while Shen Qingqiu dressed fresh clean robes leaned against Liu Qingge’s chest, positioned the baby, and let their small bundle of joy latched on to his nipple. His eyes twitched from the slight pain of his first time breastfeeding but it was nothing compared the joy he was experiencing.
Liu Qingge gathered his hair, combed it and began braiding it. “Do you want something to eat? Maybe to replenish your energy?”
Shen Qingqiu shook his head. “I’m so tired, I just want to sleep, as soon as this little one also falls asleep.”
Liu Qingge nodded. He let Shen Qingqiu rest his body against him and wrapped his arms around the slimmer man to give him warmth. He chuckled. He couldn’t believe it. He was a father now. A father, and to Qingqiu’s child. He pressed another soft kiss on Shen Qingqiu’s hair.
Soon Shen Qingqiu had fallen asleep. Liu Qingge gently placed the child in bed right next to him, then called Luo Binghe in (poor boy had been stubbornly waiting outside) and decided to let the boy have a peek.
Needless to say, Luo Binghe brightened up like a sunshine on a spring day. He cupped his mouth to stop himself from making a squealing noise, then obediently went back to his side room to not disturb his Shizun’s rest. Satisfied with making Shen Qingqiu’s cub also happy, Liu Qingge climbed into the bed, sandwiching Shen Yuan between himself and his fated omega, then stared at the calmly breathing mother and child with a delighted smile until he too, was lulled to sleep.
Shen Yuan was sure that at some point, he was dead after a case of food poisoning. He was now back to being a baby and this was now his new life, though for some reason it appeared that Old Lady Meng forgot to give him the soup, considering all twenty years of his life including his last words of cursing Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky were still fresh in his memories.
And Meng Po wasn’t the only deity who messed up, apparently, because being reborn into ancient China wasn't something he had foreseen. He was sure people weren’t supposed to reincarnate into the past, because reincarnation wasn’t supposed to work backwards, right?
So why the hell were the voices surrounding him all sounded like dialogues from a xianxia drama? Based on the dialogues and voices he could conclude that there were at least ten people in the room, two of his parents’ and the others were visiting to see him, the newborn. What he could not understand was the way they addressed each other.
"What is his name, Shen Shixiong?" Someone asked.
"Shen Yuan," replied the person holding him.
Oh, look, he still had his real name here. But really, what was going on? The more frustrating thing here was that even when Shen Yuan opened his mouth to try to speak, all that came out was some sort of incomprehensible gurgly baby noise and when he tried to move his arms, it only manifested as a weak, uncomfortable squirm.
"The disciples are all waiting outside to have a look at him, Qingqiu Shidi."
"I don't think A Yuan is ready to be seen by so many people.”
Was the one holding him his father, perhaps? But Shen Yuan could tell from the smell and the feel that this was the same person who had been breastfeeding him, so it must be his mother. His mother seemed to be slightly on the muscular side, though. She wasn’t as soft as he would have imagined, but then again Shen Yuan had died a virgin so how would he know what being held by a woman feels like? Maybe she was more on the masculine side, her voice was also deep like a man’s. Shen Yuan could feel her silky long hair brushing against him sometimes, so she was probably his mother who happened to have masculine voice and a body tougher than most men he knew. Eh, but what if it's a man with long hair...?
He opened his eyes but it was all blurry. He could roughly see the outline of his mother’s face but the rest was just too blurry.
“Oh, look, Shen Shixiong, he’s opening his eyes!”
“Can he see us, Mu Shidi?”
“He can, but not very clearly. Newborns can only see a short distance, so it’s best to get your faces close and bond more though hearing and touches.
Shen Yuan did think at one point that perhaps because his hearing wasn’t fully developed yet, he had mixed up dialogues from a TV being turned on nearby, with actual people talking. However, now it was clear that everything he heard came out from the people surrounding him. He really did reincarnate into the past.
“Shizun, I brought the medicine for you.”
“Let me see, Luo Shizhi. Hm, you prepared it well. I thought Shen Shixiong would have asked Liu Shixiong to brew it.”
“He can’t even make a decent meal, I’d trust my disciples more in the kitchen.”
“Of course, as long as you don’t attempt it in this house. Binghe, bring it here.”
Shen Yuan flinched a little. Binghe? Luo Shizhi? Luo Binghe? That sounded like… was that not the name of the protagonist of the one novel he had been cursing in his death? Luo Binghe, the stallion protagonist with the golden finger, master of the harem, OP in every aspect?
…. Nah, that can’t be possible. Luo Binghe’s Shizun was Shen Qingqiu, the scum villain who abused the protagonist at every chance he had. It was probably just a coincidence. If this Luo Binghe was that Luo Binghe, it would mean that Shen Yuan was born to…
His surname was Shen here. Shit.
Roughly three months after his birth, Shen Yuan could finally confirm that yes, he was indeed reincarnated into a xianxia world, specifically the fictional world of Proud Immortal Demon Way. He was finally able to see clearly and properly, and was finally able to make sense of all the words and dialogues around him to make a definite conclusion.
This world was an even weirder version of Proud Immortal Demon Way. It was an omegaverse of the already shitty stallion novel! Moreover, why the fuck was he reborn as Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge’s son?! What was this, some trashy fanfiction written by someone with too much time? Shen Yuan demanded justice, this was OOC, everyone was OOC!
Yet, here he was, nestling in Shen Qingqiu’s arms as the man gently rocked him and hummed a soft lullaby. He was far from the image of the child abuser as portrayed in the novel, even to the protagonist he was nice!
“Shizun, I’m back from the mission,” Luo Binghe greeted at the door.
Shen Qingqiu nodded, too occupied with the baby to look at Luo Binghe. “Clean yourself and report it to me at dinner.”
“Yes, Shizun,” Luo Binghe said and went to his room.
What kind of scenario was this? This reminded Shen Yuan of a child coming home from school, then told by his parents to take a bath, do his homework - so domestic! This kind of domestic scene did not exist in the stallion novel, and especially not from the villain interacting with the protagonist! Yet, that was exactly what happened - Luo Binghe prepared dinner, then reported the mission to Shen Qingqiu, and was dismissed and ordered to go to bed. It was no different than Shen Yuan reporting to his parents that he had done all his homework, then sent to bed.
“Are you hungry, A Yuan? It’s your meal time,” Shen Qingqiu asked and began loosening his robes.
No wonder his mother was tough. His breasts had swelled up a little but Shen Qingqiu still had that lean muscular body and knowing it made it harder for Shen Yuan to latch his mouth there. Not that it would be any less awkward if it was an unknown woman… but heavens, why couldn’t Old Lady Meng give him that soup?!
Liu Qingge came home not long after Shen Yuan gave in to hunger and was quick to sit by Shen Qingqiu’s side to support his back while he was feeding Shen Yuan. It seemed to have become a habit for Liu Qingge to try and cradle Shen Qingqiu from behind while he was breastfeeding. Shen Yuan had heard somewhere that it was a good way for the father to also bond with the baby, aside from providing emotional support for the mother as well. Anyone could see that the Bai Zhan War God was a hard worker, albeit a little awkward.
If Shen Yuan had someone pursuing him with this much earnest dedication, he would probably fall in love too. He still had no idea how Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge ended up a couple and even having him though, the only thing he knew was that they were not yet married but were already mated. Liu Qingge must have courted Shen Qingqiu for quite a long time.
Shen Yuan stopped sucking as soon as he was full. He began to feel sleepy. Liu Qingge gently carried him and placed him in the crib, not forgetting to place a kiss on his chubby cheeks before tucking him in. It took Shen Yuan only a few seconds to fall into a slumber.
Yet, at midnight, one of his worst nightmares occurred.
He frowned as he was awakened to the sound of loud gasps and lewd moans.
The sound of flesh-slapping resonated and it dawned on Shen Yuan. He paled. Shit! Oh, dear lord… these two… they were… shit, they were doing it!
Shen Yuan shut his eyes. Nope. Go back to sleep, Shen Yuan. Humans have needs, just ignore it. It’s human nature. Even if this cradle happens to have slits and you would be able to see through and witness it, it is a breach of privacy and you are not into voyeurism.
… Maybe just a bit.
He rolled his plump body just a bit and turned his head to take a little peek.
Sure enough, Shen Qingqiu was lying in bed underneath Liu Qingge, their lower half connected. They were both naked and Liu Qingge was thrusting so fast, his hips moving like an engine, while Shen Qingqiu wrapped his legs around his back and his arms around his neck. They looked like they were eating each other’s faces and Shen Yuan thoroughly regretted giving in to his curiosity. It wasn’t as if he had never seen porn before, what was he expecting?!
He rolled back to the other side and shut his eyes.
“Aah, ah, ah, more...mm…”
“Shit, you feel so hot and wet…”
AAAHHH!!!! He did not want to hear those words from two fictional characters who were now his parents! He did not, never want to hear those again!!!!
Should I cry?
“Just… a bit more…”
“Mm… I’m coming… ah…”
… Maybe no. It would be over soon, and Shen Yuan was sure those two did not have much opportunity to smash after having him. Shen Qingqiu was always so tired looking after a baby and his own disciples, even with Liu Qingge by his side and Luo Binghe assisting him. He should not stop his fellow men enjoying themselves, they were a couple anyway, couples ought to do what they needed to do to keep the romance alive.
Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge came - or well, that was what Shen Yuan guessed from the loud moan and groans. Finally, it was over and he could sleep.
“... One more?” Liu Qingge asked.
Fucking hell!!! Shen Yuan cursed.
The following day when Liu Mingyan came to visit, Liu Qingge proudly announced to her that he and Shen Qingqiu were finally getting married. Liu Mingyan clapped her hands happily. “I’m so happy for you, brother, brother-in-law!”
Liu Qingge nodded. “We haven’t discussed the details yet, but…” he paused and looked at Shen Qingqiu.
“If your family wants a celebration, I am fine with it,” Shen Qingqiu said, then added, “As long as it’s not too grand. A Yuan will be tired.”
Liu Mingyan smiled, though it was only visible from the crease in her eyes. “Of course. I will write to mother and father about this, don’t worry. Brother and brother-in-law, just leave the planning to us.”
Shen Yuan meanwhile was spewing curses at his father non-stop - only in his head, of course. No wonder these two had papapa’d to their heart’s content, going at it so loud… Liu Qingge had proposed and Shen Qingqiu finally accepted! Curse these two, why did he have to listen to that?! Couldn’t they have put on a silencing talisman? What about poor Luo Binghe? The walls weren’t that thick!
Liu Mingyan left shortly after and Shen Qingqiu finally noticed something. “Where is Luo Binghe? He hasn’t come out today, he’s not on any mission.”
“I’ll go check on him,” said Liu Qingge. Liu Qingge returned three minutes later, shaking his head. “I think he’s about to experience his first rut. He’s feverish and is starting to emit his pheromones.”
Shen Qingqiu frowned. “Should we send him to the isolation room?” While Shen Qingqiu was already a mated omega and thus should not be too terribly affected by the pheromones of another alpha - moreover, having his actual partner close to him - it still wasn’t appropriate for an alpha in rut to be close to an omega who was not their mate.
“We should,” Liu Qingge agreed. There was an isolation room for both alphas and omegas in the disciple’s quarter, guarded by special talismans to numb any pheromones effect.
Shen Yuan secretly sneered. See what you two did? I bet it was thanks to you two that Luo Binghe’s first rut was triggered, you two horny asses!
Shen Qingqiu walked over to pick up Shen Yuan from his crib. He frowned. “Do you think… maybe… he heard us last night?”
Liu Qingge blushed a little. “That... can’t be. The side room is not that close to the bedroom and we weren’t that loud.
You were loud, you motherfuckers! Shen Yuan wanted to scream but it only came out as a cry.
Shen Qingqiu caressed his hair. “Are you hungry, A Yuan?” He asked, loosened his robes and brought Shen Yuan to his chest.
Shen Yuan saw the bite mark left on Shen Qingqiu’s chest and knew that wasn’t him, because he didn’t even have teeth yet. Memories of previous night’s event replayed in his head and he cried even louder.
Shen Qingqiu frowned. “He’s not hungry. He didn’t pee or poop either.”
“Should we ask for Mu Shidi?” Liu Qingge quickly asked.
“Yes, please,” Shen Qingqiu said, then added, “It would definitely be a good idea to hold the wedding sooner so your mother can also come here. Perhaps I can learn from her how to raise children to be like your sister.”
“Don’t you mean to be like me?”
Seeing the two literally just flirting with their eyes and subtle words, Shen Yuan decided to spare no mercy and wailed even louder, rousing their panic.
He later learned the hard way that it was not a good idea to fake sickness as a baby, when Mu Qingfang stuck a pill into his butthole.