Pregnant at 102

  "Has the princess read the book?"

  Li Ji Yao felt like she was about to catch a fever, the man in front of her was like a blooming peach blossom beckoning to her. The fragrance on his body, like orchids, seeped into her heart from the tip of her nose, as if it had entered her internal organs, wanting to burn her into charcoal.

  At some point, her body had quietly fallen onto the couch in the boudoir. When his fingertips, which were also emitting a faint fragrance, lightly touched her chest, her body suddenly trembled slightly, as if she had become somewhat more awake. Her two hands pushed against his shoulders: "Dr. Min——"

  "The princess wants me, I know."

  His voice was like the peach blossom wine brewed in the heavenly flower pool, one mouthful could make people's bones soft and weak all over. She was completely limp, her hands hanging down powerlessly. As her head was about to fall, he clearly saw her neat eyelashes fluttering desperately, so his fingertips pinched hard, reaching into her chest, quickly grasping a soul.

  That soul-stirring golden light, with the bloodline of a divine being's dignity.

  He held it between his fingers, weighing it, but apparently didn't feel anything special. The beautiful peach blossom eyebrows furrowed slightly before relaxing, releasing it back into its owner's body.

  He had been searching for so long to find the soul that could repair her emotions, but there was no clue. It was also because she was one-of-a-kind, the only woman who could make his emotions move.

  Li Ji Yao felt like she had just woken up from a terrible nightmare, in that nightmare, the peach blossom tree was still beautiful and moving, but when she walked closer to take a look, under the peach blossom tree, they were all corpses.

  The nightmare made her let out a low cry, and she opened her eyes to find herself frantically feeling her chest, where her heart was pounding rapidly, but seemingly nothing was amiss.

  She breathed out softly. Just now, she thought she was going to die.

  She looked up and saw that he hadn't left yet.

  That man as beautiful as a peach blossom stood in front of her bed, his back to her, his profile perfect and flawless, exuding a fatal charm, yet he was like wearing a mask, cold and distant, keeping people at bay.

  Li Ji Yao sat up, covering her heart, and said in a low voice: "If Imperial Physician Min has intentions on the Empress, then this princess advises Imperial Physician Min to give up. The Empress is not like this princess, the Empress already has a husband."

  Husband?

  Is that Li Zimo?

  He smiled coldly, his thin red lips curled up slightly, as if smeared with rouge: She could go back to Li Zimo's side, but it was all because he allowed it.

  Li Ji Yao bit her lip and said, "Anyway, the county lord's words to you are all in vain. If you insist on doing so, then go ahead. Besides, which aspect of me is not comparable to the empress?"

  This woman is truly the most shameless among all the women he has ever met. As a noble, she actually took the initiative to seduce men.

  "The county lord's daughter, like mother, like daughter," he said.

  Li Ji Yao disagreed with this: "Don't compare the mistress of this county to the princess. The princess can have multiple husbands, but the mistress of this county believes that in a lifetime, there is only one match made for her."

  All I can say is that this young lady's brain has been poisoned by those books, and she actually believes in the love between men and women. This is simply beyond his expectation and almost incomprehensible. After all, if he remembers correctly, this young lady's parents were capable of doing such things, and as their daughter, she was personally involved and nearly lost her life, yet she still believes in love.

  "Didn't you believe?" Li Ji Yao seemed to see the thoughts in his furrowed brow, pouting her lips as she said, "This princess doesn't believe you don't believe, otherwise, you wouldn't have come looking for the empress."

  At that moment, her beautiful peach blossom complexion suddenly changed. Li Ji Yao's body trembled, and just as she realized she had made a fatal mistake, his fingers, like a shadowy deadly claw, grasped her slender neck.

  She wouldn't, a bruise had been pinched out on her pale neck.

  She thought he must have wanted to strangle her to death, because what she had just said must have hit his most terrifying spot, causing him to go mad like this.

  At this moment, the beauty of the man turned into a deadly poinsettia. Darkness filled the boudoir, and the candlelight was suffocated by the darkness and extinguished. The darkness was like a spider web that wrapped her up, covering her whole body. She was terrified, her eyes wide open, and she could only stare blankly. In her eyes, the beautiful peach blossoms bloomed in the darkness, with petals full of blood, so beautiful, so enchanting, and so captivating.

  "What you said is right, I came back for her because I need her." His voice was as pale and transparent as if it had come from the underworld.

  Li Jiya's heart suddenly felt like a big piece had shattered inside.

  His fingers suddenly loosened from her neck.

  She fell down and leaned softly against the screen, without a sigh, as if she had died.

  For this, his fingertips, intending to touch her nose tip, suddenly drew back. Immediately afterwards, he raised his sleeve to cover his face and instantly disappeared into the house.

  Sanqi walked in from outside and saw that the room was dark, complaining: "Young lady, why don't you light a lamp?"

  The lamp was lit, and Sanqi saw the master leaning against the bed, motionless, and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

  Lin Huanqi returned to his own mansion after a busy day in the palace. The mansion was bestowed upon him by Emperor Li Zimo, and it was a very spacious and luxurious place. In terms of grandeur, it was not inferior to the General's Mansion of the Sun family in any way. Above the mansion hung a large plaque with the words "Loyal and Filial".

  Li Zimo gave him this plaque, one is to restore the honor of the Lin family back then, and the other is to remind him that everything he has today is thanks to the wisdom of the current emperor.

  The emperor's mind is like this. As long as you are loyal to the emperor with all your heart and do not make the emperor suspicious, you can enjoy wealth and honor for a lifetime.

  Zhu Ying and Zhui Yue followed him back to the mansion, still muttering to each other, saying why he had married that Lin Muyong, who was just a concubine and not worthy of their general.

  Lin Xuanqi had only just learned from their conversation that previously they had been secretly arranging for matchmakers to propose a marriage between him and Lin Muyong in the capital, but had been rejected once. Upon hearing this, Lin Xuanqi's icy face unexpectedly broke into a smile: "Isn't this even better? She'll be my concubine, and for her entire life she won't be able to be promoted to wife, I can humiliate her until she dies. Anyway, this is also the Emperor's intention. Let her have some hope in serving the imperial court, and let her despair while with me."

  "Master." Both Zhuo Ying and Chui Yue were taken aback by his words.

  They may be young, but due to experiencing too many cruel things since childhood, their hearts have become overly mature. Just like in "Flower Evening Color" Chapter 105, the necessary silver coins are being prepared for a certain day's rebellion.

  After the death of Empress Hu, he had been searching for Empress Hu's personal treasury, but it was not found. This list only has the Lin family's own treasury, without Empress Hu's. It is said that after getting rid of the main culprit, Hu Yougui, this matter should have brought peace to the world. What is strange is why Hu Yougui did not use Empress Hu's small treasury. Until now, for whom was Empress Hu's small treasury prepared?

  Cough cough cough.

  A string of coughs came from within the mosquito net.

  Last night she was exhausted all night, physically and mentally exhausted, and this morning she became even more delicate. These symptoms are a bit like when she was pregnant with the crown prince that year.

  His eyebrows furrowed for a moment, and his slight frown fully revealed the complexity of his mind at this moment.

  Huā Yù Yán couldn't recall the situation when she was pregnant back then. Because all she knew was that every time she got pregnant, her body would be in such a terrible state that even her memories would become blurry. According to her brother's words, getting pregnant for her was like being on the verge of death.

  The most concrete manifestation is that, as she thinks now, is she still herself? How does it feel like, it doesn't seem like herself anymore. Such a delicate cough, such a feminine demeanor, which one resembles her usual self?

  Lightly closing the memorial, Li Zimo said: "When did General Lin say he would bring people back to his mansion?"

  Li Shunde replied: "If Your Majesty thinks it's not suitable, he can take the person back to his mansion today."

  Lin Muyong seems to have left a trick up her sleeve. Letting things slide like this is absolutely not the way to go. It's better to marry her off early and let her settle down.

  Li Zimo said: "Pass on my decree, let General Lin take the person back to the mansion immediately."

  "Yes sir." Li Shunde immediately got up and went out to pass on the message.

  Liu Auntie brought in a bowl of lotus seed and red date soup for breakfast, and Li Zimo personally took it from her, lifted the mosquito net and walked inside, sat down beside the bed, planning to use a spoon to feed her himself.

  Huā Yù Yán thought of sitting but couldn't get up, feeling that this body was almost not like her own. As soon as she faced him, it was as if she had turned into a pool of water. She was so ashamed and anxious that she wanted to bury her head somewhere, lightly panting, biting her lip and saying: "Your Majesty can go and attend to your duties. I, your concubine, can take care of myself."

  "Look at you like this, can you take care of yourself?"

  What's wrong with you?

  She turned her head to glare at him, but was touched by the spoon in his hand on her lips. She frowned and didn't want to open her mouth, but he forcibly pried it open. A low hum came from her throat, scalded by the soup he had just fed her.

  Knowing that it was scalding, he scooped the second spoonful and blew on it, saying: "I guarantee this mouthful is not hot." After finishing speaking, to show that it really didn't burn his mouth, he himself first stretched out his tongue tip to lightly taste a mouthful in front of her.

  Huā Yùyán thought of rolling her eyes, he wanted her to drink his saliva.

  No matter what, he forced her to finish the bowl of soup. Only then did he put down the bowl and spoon, saying: "Get up and help me change my clothes."

  She indeed is a bit out of line, normally after sleeping with him, she would get up early to prepare his clothes. Not that she's spoiling him or anything, it's just the palace etiquette, besides doing these things can constantly remind her what his identity is. Right, first and foremost he's a subject, then everything else.

  But today seems to be completely different.

  Grandma Liu helped her up. She got out of bed, picked up his clothes and slowly put them on him. As a result, she had to look at his body with strong abdominal muscles, which made people blush.

  She forced herself to remain calm and didn't dare to glance sideways.

  She picked up the jade belt and helped him wrap it around his waist. As she looked up, she saw a pair of dark eyes shining brightly, like the gaze of a wild beast.

  She hastily buried her face.

  He took a deep breath, and just as her warm, jade-like hands were helping him get dressed, it was as if she was caressing his body. He hadn't felt this way before, probably because she had always been so proper. But today was different, she seemed distracted, staring blankly at him.

  As she withdrew her hand, his hand shot out like lightning, grasping both of hers and placing them in the palm of his hand to warm them up. His hoarse voice brushed against her ear: "When autumn hunting comes, I'll take you to a good place."

  She blinked her eyes, unsure what he was talking about.

  Lin Murong disguised herself as Xiaoqing and stayed in the Gong family for about a day. Neither Madame Gong nor Old Master Gong knew she was there, because she was being held captive by Gong Xiangru in a small courtyard at the back of the Gong estate. Gong Xiangru had no intention of telling his parents either. Lin Murong felt secure staying in the Gong household, even though she suspected that the Lin family might have met with disaster outside.

  The reason for his steadiness was simple, this was his home. No matter what, he hadn't really killed her, but had saved her life instead. Just this point alone was enough to make her have some expectations of him again.

  Perhaps he really has some feelings for her. If that's the case, being a maid in his house isn't so bad after all. One day, she'll find a way to get into his room, and by then, whether or not she's still a maid will be up to her to decide.

  She thought of that day, her eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise. Because she heard that the palace lady's maid was muttering, seemingly complaining, saying that he had rejected Miss Qi.

  Isn't Qiyun's lack of drama proof that she actually has a chance?

  But this joy didn't last half a day.

  The back door of the small courtyard suddenly opened, and Sixth Uncle brought someone in. The man bowed to her briefly and said: "His Majesty has decreed that Miss Lin be given to our general as a concubine, and the general has sent us to escort Miss Lin back to the mansion after she changes her clothes."

  Lin Murong's head was struck by a bolt of lightning, his body trembling all over, swaying unsteadily, as if he had been split in two.

  What's wrong with you?

  Doesn't "concubine" mean that she will be a concubine for her whole life?

  And it's not in a royal family, but rather as a maid in a general's household?

  Lin Murong's face turned white as paper, her hands grasped the pillar tightly, and she subconsciously shouted: "No, no... I won't go anywhere, I won't go anywhere except here..."

  Wasn't she ultimately betrayed by the Lin family because of that last bit of thought for him? How could he treat her like this?! And with Sheng Shang, treating her like this, trampling on her! What else can she have in this life?!

  Everyone in the family is gone, Miss's halo is all gone, only he is left. Now, even this last bit of thought is to be cruelly and mercilessly stripped away from her.

  Those people, regardless of whether she was willing or not, it was the will of heaven. They came straight up and stripped off her clothes, changed her into a more beautiful outfit, and applied thick makeup to her face. Finally, an old woman came up with a sharp needle, intending to pierce her beautiful face.

  The maid must first expose her face before entering the master's room to serve.

  Lin Murong was so frightened that she almost fainted on the spot.

  When she woke up, she was already sitting in the sedan chair, entering the mansion from the back door of Lin Xuanji's residence and being sent directly to the Yiqing Courtyard.

  The concubine, even the concubine can't be counted as one, is the one without a wedding.

  As she was helped into the room, she thought of ending it all by banging her head against the wall as soon as everyone left. However, those maidservants kept a close watch on her. The general's people were indeed different. Even the maidservants were robust and strong, capable of crushing her bones with one hand. Perhaps under their master's orders, these people watched her so closely that she couldn't even think of biting her tongue to death.

  The general came in just after noon, without waiting for nightfall.

  She was so scared she almost died, what a huge humiliation. Even before nightfall, they wanted her to do that kind of thing.

  "Everyone get out." Lin Yuqi gave her a faint glance at her blushing face and ordered the others.

  "Yes, General." The group of people all retreated and the last one out helped them quietly close the door.

  Lin Murong thought this was the last chance, regardless of three seven twenty, stood up, head against the nearest beam column. Just as her body leaned forward, a hand grabbed hers, and the force was so brutal that it was like a savage, instantly crushing her wrist bone. She let out a painful cry, and her entire body went limp.

  Sitting weakly on the ground, covering his broken wrist, he looked up and gazed tearfully at the man above him.

  To be honest, this man's appearance is in no way inferior to Gong Xiangyu. However, his expression and demeanor are like those of a cold-blooded iceberg, making her feel a chill in her heart whenever she sees him.

  "Don't forget. You were given to me by the heavens. If you do something yourself, think about why you're still alive today." His cold voice without a hint of warmth said.

  She closed her eyes, recalling the final decision she made, biting her lips until they bled: She had to live on, no matter what, or else all these sacrifices would be in vain.

  "If you understand, then kneel down here." He swept his robe and sat on the chair.

  She looked at his sitting posture, stunned, and when she knew what he wanted her to do, her face turned pale again.

  When will she be free from this insult? It's better to die than to suffer like this.

  Her two slender shoulders trembled slightly, with a hint of pitifulness.

  His icy pupils almost squeezed out a few cold smiles, and his two hands stretched out to pick her up. She looked at him in panic, only to see him lift her onto his lap and then put her down again, rubbing the left side of her face that had been slapped with his palm, saying: "This injury will heal in a few days after applying some medicine from the mansion. It's said you're the number one talented woman, your brain shouldn't be stupid. You should know how to behave and how to please me, it's for your own good. Women ultimately rely on men, you're not unaware of this."

  She listened to his words and followed him with a few gentle movements, and her panic slowly subsided. He lowered his head to look at her wrist and said, "Bite your teeth." Then, he gently applied some force to reset her wrist that had been dislocated by him earlier.

  Although she was in pain and sweating all over her head, she suddenly felt a softness in her heart when she realized his actions.

  He lifted her face with both hands, looking at her features in the lamplight. Without the heavy makeup, she was actually quite lovely and charming. Unfortunately, for some reason, she had provoked the emperor and the imperial family. A flash of coldness suddenly swept across his eyes, followed by a kiss from his icy lips.

  Chui Yue stood in the courtyard, heard a woman's sudden cry from inside the house, and quietly walked away.

  The Palace Family

  Sixth Uncle ground the ink for Gong Xiangru, while grinding, he looked at his own young master's face that made every woman feel warm and cozy, raised the corner of his mouth, put down the ink block, and gestured: Miss Qi's injury has not healed yet.