Your Highness, Demon Venerable: I'm Carrying Your Baby!

After transmigrating into a blade of grass, Ye Huang wailed. She had barely gotten used to it after two days when a certain Demon Lord picked her up and watered her every day. Huh? Something wasn't right. How had this turned into a raising-the-plant story? No, even as a blade of grass, she was going to be ambitious! At long last, she transformed into a human and dreamed of surrounding herself with handsome men and flirting with pretty young things, living her perfect grass life! But the Demon Lord cut them down as soon as he lifted his hand, not letting a single peach blossom near her, and switched on full-on pampering mode. A while later, looking at her increasingly large belly, the grass girl wailed again. “Your Majesty, Demon Venerable, I'm carrying your baby!”