Su Yingxueâs hand, unconsciously, rested on her lower abdomen. Now was not the right time to tell Chu Yihan that she was pregnant.
If she distracted him and delayed matters of his ascension to the throne or the deployment of troops, it would be a sin.
The smile on her face instantly vanished.
Chu Yihan saw the disappointment on her face, and his heart sank sharply. Did she wish for him to stay by her side constantly?
But she had left with Qin Muyan before. She couldnât care about him that much, could she?
Su Yingxue bid farewell to Chu Yihan. To keep his mind at ease, she deliberately moderated her expressions, putting on a light-hearted facade, âYour Highness, since I canât be of any help, I wonât add to your troubles. Once you are⦠finished with everything, we shall return to the Ninth Princeâs Mansion!â
Su Yingxue did not hold him back, not even mentioning her wish to assist him, which left Chu Yihan feeling a chilly emptiness inside.
His expression turned slightly grim as he left.
Su Yingxue held back with all her might, waiting until he and Mo Qi had all left. Only then did she dash out, chasing after the vanished silhouette of Chu Yihan.
Whether it was the fragility of pregnancy or not, Su Yingxue felt an unexplained void and helplessness in her heart. Leaning against the door, she burst into tears.
âSob sobâ¦â
With a single sob from Su Yingxue, a cloak was placed on her, accompanied by the unsure touch of a manâs hand.
Zi Wei stood beside her, his eyes as cold as a wintry pond, filled with panic, âWhy⦠are you crying?â
He had never seen Su Yingxue cry before.
Now, she wasnât facing any difficulties. In the Marquisâs Manor, all her family, everything was there.
Yet she cried, causing him to feel utterly flustered.
Seeing Zi Wei panicking, Su Yingxue quickly wiped away her tears.
As she walked back into the Marquisâs Manor with him, she stuttered, âItâs nothing really, just feeling a bit uneasy inside, and thereâs something I want to tell His Highness, but itâs not the right time yet.â
Zi Wei blurted out instinctively, âTell me.â
Chu Yihan was not there, but he was.
Whenever she wanted to say anything, he would listen, carefully, earnestly.
Su Yingxueâs chest, which felt stifled, seemed to find an outlet, and her eyes instantly brightened, âYes, I can share this good news with you! Zi Wei, do you know? I am pregnant, carrying His Highnessâs child!â
Hand on waist, she puffed out her belly, which showed nothing flat. Yet she cradled it as if it contained the most precious treasure in the world.
Zi Wei saw the smile on her face, so radiant, so beautiful, and he felt happy inside.
Feeling joyous inside, it started showing on his face.
His usually cold lips gently curled into a smile, and Zi Wei couldnât help but exclaim, âThatâs wonderful.â
She was having a child, and she was so happy.
Indeed, how wonderful!
âZi Wei, itâs so good to have you! You can share in my happiness!â
Su Yingxue giggled, returning to the courtyard with him.
Zhilan, hearing their laughter, hurried over and asked with cupped cheeks, âMiss, how can you still laugh so happily today?â
Wasnât she very upset over Su Hao earlier?
Su Yingxue pursed her lips, âI am very sad for my brother, but I⦠also have something to be happy about! Zhilan, I have His Highnessâs child! Feel it.â
Su Yingxue took Zhilanâs hand and placed it on her lower abdomen.
Zhilan first stood in shock; then she leapt up, shouting at the top of her voice, âAh! Miss, youâre pregâ¦â
She couldnât finish her words, for Zi Wei covered her mouth.
There was no doubt about Zi Weiâs prowess; the moment he took action against Zhilan, she almost perished at his hand.
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Weâre nearing the end. Everyone will get a good ending, wonât they? Is there anyone reluctant to let go?