Little Lotus Seed's Guide to Winning Over the Cold Doctor, Then Getting Pregnant

[Lotus Fairy, Pregnant and Sweet × Cool Doctor]

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Lian Sheng was a lotus pod spirit, and the only hope his entire clan had of continuing its bloodline. Carrying countless lotus seeds, he descended the mountain to find a human and have babies.

At the hospital, Lian Sheng stared at the expressionless Cen Lin, his eyes shining.

This human smells so good. He must be able to have lots of babies!

Lian Sheng: "Doctor, do you eat lotus seeds?"

Cen Lin: "No."

Lian Sheng: "Doctor, do you have a cultivation partner?"

Cen Lin: "..."

Lian Sheng: "Become my partner, and we'll have five babies in one go!"

Cen Lin: "..."

Seeing that Cen Lin remained unmoved, Lian Sheng grew anxious.

He threw himself onto the human doctor and said pitifully, "My lotus seeds will sprout if you water them, and once they sprout, we'll have babies. This one is your betrothal gift, and the other one can be used as medicine."

Everyone else in the examination room drew a sharp breath.

Hiss...

Everyone at the hospital knew Dr. Cen was cold-faced, cold-hearted, and a clean freak. This poor little thing was about to get thrown out!

But then...

Dr. Cen pressed the person in his arms close, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"You're disrupting the examination. Get out."

Everyone else: You sound so harsh, but why don't you take your hands off him already?

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Later, after successfully having a baby with Cen Lin, Lian Sheng, now plump and well cared for, started fretting. Dr. Cen said one lotus-seed baby was enough.

But the whole clan needed descendants. How could one be enough?

So one evening, while waiting for Cen Lin to finish work, Lian Sheng grabbed a young doctor, his eyes sparkling. "Can you have lotus-seed babies with me?"

The young doctor stepped back. "Mrs. Cen, I..."

Just as Lian Sheng was about to lure the young doctor away to make babies, Cen Lin arrived and grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, like someone catching a cat stealing food.

"We're going home." His voice was even, but his expression was terrifyingly dark.

Lian Sheng looked confused. "No, I want to have lotus-seed babies with him. Every extra seed gives our clan one more chance..."

Dr. Cen said nothing, simply hauling him toward the examination room.

Lian Sheng struggled. "You said one baby was enough!"

Cen Lin shut the door behind them and pinned the little lotus pod spirit against the examination table. His gaze was dangerous behind his glasses, and his voice low and husky. "What I said was, your seeds can only grow in me."

Blurb written on May 23, 2025.

A peek at an upcoming story: [Cool, Pregnant Beauty Chancellor × Scheming, Possessive Emperor]

Zhou Yuanwen, the peerlessly beautiful chancellor and tutor to the crown prince, and Gao Zhaoying, the iron-fisted, cold-hearted Prince Jing, were known throughout the capital as sworn enemies.

Back then, one remark from Chancellor Zhou, calling him incorrigible, had sent Prince Jing to the northwest to suffer through its endless sandstorms. Now Prince Jing had returned to the capital, and every exchange in court was like a battlefield.

Everyone said that when these two met, one of them would surely die.

No one knew that, gravely ill and desperate to secure an heir for his own protection, Zhou Yuanwen had secretly schemed against Prince Jing three times.

The first time, he drugged the man, then slipped away once it was done.

The second time, he administered the drug in advance and fled as soon as they were finished.

The third time, he forced himself through the aches and carefully cleaned up every trace.

A month later, he looked at the physician and asked, his voice hoarse, "Still nothing?"

The physician nodded.

Zhou Yuanwen could only grit his teeth and plot another attempt...

But this time, the prince, whose eyes had been covered, suddenly opened them midway through, a knowing smile curling his lips. "My lady, are you... asking me to make love to you?"

After learning he was pregnant, Zhou Yuanwen hid his belly and continued to oppose him at every turn, but he could not conceal his increasingly pale complexion or his agonizing morning sickness.

At one palace banquet, all the officials gathered, each one on edge.

The two had argued furiously over military funds at court just the day before. Tonight, physicians stood by at the banquet, fearing these two demons might cause trouble.

But after the banquet, someone caught sight of the stern Chancellor Zhou, so cold by day, pinned against the palace wall by Prince Jing. His ears were crimson, yet he still stubbornly kicked the prince hard.

The news sent shockwaves through the court and country. Had Chancellor Zhou lost his mind, or had Prince Jing gone mad practicing martial arts?

Later, as power shifted, Zhou Yuanwen sat astride his horse with his bow in hand, watching the crown prince and Prince Jing face off at the hunting grounds.

When chaos broke out, someone suddenly dragged him into a pit while he was lying in wait, clamping a hand over his mouth.

Once the sound of hoofbeats had faded, Gao Zhaoying let go. Blood seeped from his palm. "If I had lost today, would you have aimed that arrow at me?"

He pinned Zhou Yuanwen hard against the earthen wall and kissed him fiercely, almost drawing blood. "So you were the one scheming against me all those times, Lord Zhou. Isn't it time you paid me back with interest?"

After Prince Jing ascended the throne, Zhou Yuanwen received a secret report that the new emperor intended to issue an edict. With the outcome uncertain, Zhou Yuanwen immediately submitted his resignation and left the capital, but his carriage was forced to a stop.

The man grabbed his wrist, his breath scorching. "Why run? Wouldn't it be better to be my empress? Come here, my lady."

Zhou Yuanwen froze. "...Make me empress?"

"What did you think? That I'd have you executed? How could I bear to?"

Later, pregnant and stone-faced, he helped the new emperor root out the rebels. Only after the blade fell did he lower his eyes and gently soothe the restless child in his belly. "Be good. Don't make Father..."

The new emperor wrapped his arms around Zhou Yuanwen's swollen belly from behind, his voice low and tender. "Don't make Father uncomfortable."

Theme: Love is the ultimate cure.