Yun Xiangye, while boating on a spring day, lost her footing and fell into the lake. She was rescued by Gu Yan, a wealthy young master who was recuperating in Jiangnan.
To repay his great kin...
Zhao Yun held Ye Wanhe in his arms and whispered, "You are pregnant now, so don't let your emotions fluctuate too much. It won't be difficult for you in another day. You should calm down today."
Ye Wanhe said: "Your Highness..."
Zhao Yun said, "You'll see him tomorrow."
Ye Wanhe pursed her lips tightly, knelt down in front of Zhao Yun and said, "I beg Your Highness to show mercy."
Zhao Yun frowned slightly and said, "It's only a day's work. If you're so anxious, then forget about even meeting them."
Ye Wanhe listened to Zhao Yun's words and slowly responded, "Yes, Your Highness."
Zhao Yun ordered the palace maids to prepare the meal.
Seeing Ye Wanhe's good appetite, Zhao Yun chuckled and said, "I've seen your appetite improve over the past few days, and you've gained a lot of weight."
Ye Wanhe said: "After all, it is now the body of two people."
Given her current status, she cannot be buried within three days. After all, she is pregnant with the emperor's grandson. If she fakes her death, she will have to prepare for the burial in half a month. Naturally, she will have to eat more to make up for the consumption in this half month.
Zhao Yun picked up a piece of fish for Ye Wanhe and said, "Eat more to nourish your body."
Ye Wanhe accepted everything and ate whatever Zhao Yun picked up.
At night, Ye Wanhe couldn't fall asleep. In fact, her impression of her parents was already vague. She hadn't seen them for twelve years, and she didn't know if her parents still looked the same as before.
Ye Wanhe felt a surge of force around her waist, and Zhao Yun asked in a low voice, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Ye Wanhe whispered, "I can't sleep."
Zhao Yun hugged Ye Wanhe tightly in his arms and said, "Go to sleep quickly."
Ye Wanhe closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, but the more she did so, the more she couldn't fall asleep. The sound of Zhao Yun's continuous and steady breathing was in her ears. She only hoped to see her parents tomorrow.
Ye Wanhe fell asleep without knowing when. When she woke up, it was already bright outside. She hurriedly got up and washed, waiting for her parents to come.
In the lobby of Tao Gong's Villa.
Zhao Yun, who was sitting on a high seat, looked at the four people kneeling below. Zhao Yun saw that Ye Wanhe looked more like her mother.
Zhao Yun slowly spoke, "You are no longer Wan He's relatives. It's just that she has been waiting for you for so long. I am only allowing you to meet today to fulfill her wish. From today on, you will have no further connection with Wan He, and you are not allowed to meet again. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
Facing the pressure from the crown prince, Ye Yuan and his wife, who were kneeling on the ground, did not even dare to raise their heads to look at Zhao Yun.
Even though Ye Zhimiao was always bold, she didn't dare to raise her eyes. She could only look at the auspicious cloud pattern embroidered with gold thread on Zhao Yun's black brocade boots.
Zhao Yun said, "Wanhe is now the Crown Princess, as His Majesty has issued an imperial decree. When you see her, you must show respect. Do you understand?"
"Understood." Ye Yuan and his wife responded quickly.
Zhao Yun instructed the eunuch beside him, "Li Quan, go get Wan He to come out."
Li Quan agreed and then left.
In the afternoon, Ye Wanhe heard Li Quan coming to call her, so she picked up her skirt and hurried to the lobby. When Ye Wanhe entered the lobby, she saw four people kneeling on the ground.
Ye Wanhe saw the wrinkles on her parents' faces, and they looked older than she remembered.
Ye Wanhe hurried over, "Dad, Mom."
After hearing what Ye Wanhe said, Ye Yuan and his aunt looked up at Ye Wanhe who was coming towards them. Their eyes were suddenly blurred with tears. Their daughter was only thirteen when she left home, but now she has grown into such a beautiful girl.
Ye Yuan heard the sound of Zhao Yun placing the teacup on the table, and he kowtowed to Ye Wanhe and said, "I, Ye Yuan, pay my respects to the Crown Princess."
Aunt Ye also followed suit, saying, "I pay my respects to the Crown Princess."
Ye Wanhe then noticed that Zhao Yun was still sitting at the head of the table. She bowed to Zhao Yun and hurried forward to help Ye's mother up: "Dad, Mom, get up quickly."
Mother Ye helped Ye Wanhe up and looked at her with tears in her eyes: "Crown Princess, I am not your mother."
Ye Wanhe looked at Zhao Yun who was sitting at the upper seat. She narrowed her eyes, and all kinds of emotions were in her heart, but more of it was hatred.
It was the hatred that had been suppressed by fear.
Ye Wanhe looked at Ye Yuan beside her and said, "Dad, you should get up soon too."
Ye Yuan slowly stood up. Although he was nearly fifty years old, tears were streaming down his face. "Crown Princess, you shouldn't call me daddy anymore. You are now the daughter of the Wei family."
Ye Wanhe's throat ached as she spoke, "Mom and Dad, I've imagined countless times the scene of our reunion. I longed to see you, to hear your voices, but I never thought that after more than ten years, you wouldn't want to acknowledge me as your daughter..."
The beard at the corners of Ye Yuan's lips was trembling, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Mother Ye kept crying. When she saw Ye Wanhe crying, she embraced her in her arms regardless of everything: "Wanhe...my daughter..."
Ye Wanhe hugged her mother tightly and cried out in her arms, "Mother."
Mother Ye hugged Ye Wanhe tightly and said, "I don't want to recognize you as my daughter..."
"cough."
When Mother Ye heard the cough, she turned to look at Zhao Yun. She saw that Zhao Yun had a handsome appearance, but his phoenix eyes were so fierce that she didn't dare to look at him again.
Ye Yuanlian stepped forward and tugged at Ye's mother's sleeve, and Ye's mother had to let go of Ye Wanhe in her arms.
Zhao Yun stood up and walked to Ye Wanhe's side, helped her sit on the chair, and said softly: "You are still pregnant, you shouldn't be too sad, understand?"
Ye Wanhe closed her eyes tightly, and it took a while before she held back her tears. She looked at the two people who were still kneeling and said, "Brother, sister, you should get up quickly too. When I left, you were still very young. I wonder if you still remember me?"
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