Pregnant

In order to make up for the injury on Wang Xiaoxia's face, Aohen directly appointed him as an observer to the Bad People. The official position was neither too high nor too low, with some real power but not much.

Wang Xiaoxia was quite satisfied. Because of Mu He's commotion, she used the excuse of recuperating to keep Ao Hen away from bothering her for a few days. Every night thereafter, she would use Lan Ge to take her place, and go to Cui Heng's residence to sleep.

Gradually, Cang Ze became restless. Taking advantage of the opportunity while escorting Mu He home, he finally found a chance to corner Wang Xiaoxia in the back garden. After a long while, he stammered:

"Xiaoxia."

Wang Xiaoxia looked at him with a half-smile. She walked over and leaned close to Cang Ze, her thick eyelashes fluttering up and down as she said:

"Has the Ghost King mistaken you for someone else?"

Cang Ze's gaze remained fixed on her, a sudden, surreal feeling rising within him, as if time had never passed, and she was still the woman whose eyes were always filled with him. He didn't smile; instead, his face hardened with a hint of melancholy as he said:

"I know you are, and I have wronged you in the past."

Wang Xiaoxia just smiled. Wouldn't it be ridiculous to say such things now?

"I don't know what the Ghost King is talking about," she said coldly.

Cang Ze continued to stare at those eyes, those pure eyes that had once captivated him.

She is also dressed in red now, though it is not a wedding dress, it still makes her look very beautiful. She has shed her former naivety and gained a more mature and charming womanly air.

"Why did you come here?" he asked, but he never managed to ask the question, "Was it to kill me?"

Now that they are no longer connected by the puppet Gu, they have truly become people from two different worlds.

"Why would the Ghost King ask such a question?" Wang Xiaoxia said, his gaze becoming playful as he scrutinized him with both eyes.

Wu Huan's appearance seems to have remained largely unchanged over the years. She remembers that he used to like wearing bright colors, but now he wears dark clothes and looks lifeless. His face is always gloomy, and his eyes no longer have the vitality they once had, only endless loneliness and indifference.

Cang Ze didn't flinch, staring straight at her.

"Did you deliberately provoke Muhe a while ago?" he asked when she denied it.

Wang Xiaoxia still wore a fake smile as she raised her head and gently stroked Cang Ze's cold face.

"I came here for this very reason, but I mistakenly thought that the Ghost King had some affection for me!" she said slowly, her soft hand tracing over his cold face.

Cang Ze grabbed that hand, his gaze gradually turning cold as he asked:

Is that you?

"What am I? You're hurting me!" Wang Xiaoxia said, frowning, and tried to break free of the hand.

"Let go!" Wang Xiaoxia shouted again, her voice slightly louder.

Cang Ze still held on tightly, and in just a moment his wrist turned red. Wang Xiaoxia seemed to be using all her strength to pull her hand away.

"Is it you, Xiaoxia?" Cang Ze asked again, wanting her to admit it herself and say that she was Wang Xiaoxia.

But how could Wang Xiaoxia admit it? Suddenly she stopped dodging and leaned forward to meet him, her face close to his. She tilted her head back and looked at him with tenderness in her eyes.

“I will be whoever you want me to be,” she said, reaching out to stroke his hair, her lips slightly parted as if she were about to kiss him.

Cang Ze's heart was immediately in turmoil, pounding like a drum. He shook his head, trying hard to restrain himself from kissing her.

She smelled so good; the more you inhaled, the more intoxicated you became.

"Don't you love me?" Wang Xiaoxia asked, her gaze lingering between Cang Ze's lips and eyes. Her warm breath brushed against Cang Ze's face, making his heart itch.

He finally couldn't resist pulling her into his arms, and lowered his head, unable to resist wanting to kiss her soft, sweet lips.

"Witch!" Mu He suddenly appeared from behind Cang Ze, shouted, and lashed out at Wang Xiaoxia with a whip in her hand!

Cang Ze suddenly woke up, immediately released Wang Xiaoxia's hand and pushed her away, dodging the whip.

Wang Xiaoxia lost her balance and fell to the ground. Mu He lashed out with his whip and struck her twice more. She did not dodge, and the whip continued until her skin was torn and bleeding profusely.

Seeing the situation was turning bad, Cang Ze quickly stepped in front of Mu He and stopped the whip, whispering:

"Why are you here!"

Mu He, being naive, immediately huffed and puffed out:

"If I hadn't come soon, you two would have been hugging each other! You vixen! You seduced my father and now you dare to seduce my husband!"

Muhe grew angrier as she spoke, and picked up her whip to strike, but Cangze stopped her from doing so.

"What are you doing!" A fierce voice suddenly rang out.

Mu He then stopped, and Cang Ze also turned around and bowed.

Aohen and Cui Heng were discussing the matter of finding Wuyan nearby when a servant suddenly came to report that the princess was heading to the back garden to find the queen. Knowing Muhe's vengeful nature, Aohen hurriedly put down what he was doing and rushed over, just in time to see Wang Xiaoxia lying on the ground covered in blood.

"Oh dear! Lian'er!" Aohen immediately helped Wang Xiaoxia up from the ground, but Wang Xiaoxia was already on the verge of death and had fainted.

"He'er!" Aohen turned his head and said angrily to Muhe.

Cui Heng followed behind Aohen and frowned as he looked at Wang Xiaoxia, who was covered in blood.

"This vixen seduced my husband! Today I will beat her to death!" Muhe shouted angrily.

Knowing that Muhe harbored hostility towards Wang Xiaoxia, Ao ruthlessly shouted loudly at the maids in the distance:

"You! Come here! Tell me what happened!"

The maidservant dared not delay and hurriedly ran forward and knelt down:

"This servant, this servant..."

"Speak! Tell the truth!" the fierce beast roared, losing its patience.

The maid was so frightened that she immediately kowtowed to the ground and stammered:

“I saw the Ghost King holding the Queen’s hand and not letting go. Later, the princess arrived, and the Queen struggled to break free and fell to the ground. The princess then whipped her twice.”

Ao Hendun lifted Wang Xiaoxia's hand, the bright red handprint still imprinted on it.

"Stop talking nonsense! What benefits did that witch give you to make you listen to her like this!" Muhe raised her whip and shouted angrily at the maid.

Cang Ze's heart sank immediately; this time, he was truly speechless.

"Your Majesty, please understand! The Queen has only been in the palace for a little over a month, and we have not even spoken a single word to her!" the maid said, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly.

"I'll kill you!" Mu He was furious and lashed out with her whip, ready to kill the maid.

Seeing that things were going badly, Cui Heng immediately stepped forward, snatched the whip from Mu He's hand, and whispered:

"Muhe, you must not be disrespectful in front of your father."

Muhe always listened to her brother. She immediately realized that she had overstepped her bounds and lowered her head in silence.

After giving Mu He a cold look, Ao Hen said to Cui Heng, "Have someone keep an eye on her tomorrow, so she doesn't cause any more trouble!"

“Yes, Father,” Cui Heng replied immediately.

Ao ruthlessly picked up Wang Xiaoxia and gave Cang Ze a cold look. Out of consideration for Mu He, he didn't say anything. But Cang Ze knew in his heart that once the seed of doubt was planted, it would grow wildly.

Cui Heng followed behind Ao Heng with unease. He glanced back at Cang Ze and began to suspect that Wang Xiaoxia might have deliberately orchestrated what had happened today.

Fortunately, Wang Xiaoxia's injuries were not serious; he only suffered some superficial wounds. Now awake and lying weakly in bed, he looked at Ao Hen and said:

"My lord, it is my fault."

The doctor was kneeling on the ground taking Wang Xiaoxia's pulse. Aohen could only stand beside the doctor, bending down to comfort Wang Xiaoxia, saying:

"You don't need to be afraid. I have already ordered people to keep an eye on Muhe. She will not come to hurt you again."

Wang Xiaoxia shook his head:

"My husband, please don't let my actions harm the bond between father and daughter. It is my misfortune. Tomorrow, please send me back to Wangyue Pavilion!"

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face and fell onto the bed, making her look pitiful.

Cui Heng frowned and looked at Wang Xiaoxia with disbelief. After a while, he also smelled the faint smell of medicine around her. Although it didn't make her cry, he understood why she was crying. He pouted and secretly glared at Wang Xiaoxia.

"What are you saying, Lian'er!" Ao glared fiercely and hurriedly said, how could he bear to let her leave him!

The doctor had stopped and was kneeling on the ground waiting. The fierce-looking man, annoyed by the constant harassment, frowned and demanded:

"How is the Queen?"

The doctor then replied:

"The Queen is unharmed, suffering only minor injuries. With some medication applied for a while and minimal exercise, she will recover completely."

"It's just a superficial injury, why is it taking so long?" Aohen asked again, seeing that the doctor seemed to have something to say but didn't.

"Your Majesty, the Queen is pregnant," the physician replied, kneeling on the ground.

"What? Lian'er, you're pregnant!" Aohen exclaimed with overjoyed joy, his smile stretching almost to his ears. He looked down at the physician and said:

"You old man, how can you not tell us about such a joyous occasion?"

The physician remained kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise his head, and replied, "The Queen's external injuries are severe, and her magical power is too weak to protect her body with spiritual energy. If we forcibly transfer spiritual energy to her, I'm afraid her body won't be able to handle it and it might harm the fetus. On the other hand, if the medicine is too strong, it might also harm the fetus. So, for the sake of the fetus, the Queen will probably have to suffer some hardships in the future."

After he finished speaking, he kowtowed to the ground and dared not lift his head for a long time.

Aohen stopped laughing and looked at Wang Xiaoxia with great heartache, bending down to hold Wang Xiaoxia's hand.

Cui Heng stared blankly, unsure whether this moment was real or not.

If Wang Xiaoxia is indeed pregnant, then it must be his child. But is she really willing to give birth to his child? Or is she really pregnant?

"My lord, I am not afraid. As long as I can give birth to your child, what does it matter if I suffer more?" Wang Xiaoxia said softly as she lay on the bed.

Seeing her like this, Aohen felt even more distressed. In a fit of anger, he kicked the doctor and said:

"Isn't there any other way to alleviate the Queen's pain?"

The doctor thought for a long time before replying:

"Perhaps there is something that can heal the Queen's wound without harming the baby in her womb."

"What is it! Speak up!" the eagle said impatiently.

"The Mermaid Pearl," the physician said.