As she listened to what the other party continued to say, she couldn't help but feel extremely nervous.

After listening to everything Wen Zhu said, Su Xiawei slowly shifted her gaze to the small bowl filled with black liquid on the table beside her, her eyes revealing an unprecedented despair and confusion...

"Young Madam, you look very bad. If the Crown Prince learns of your serious condition and sends for the palace's physician to treat you, they will certainly take your pulse and diagnose you. How should we respond then?"

Wen Zhu slowly walked towards Su Xiawei, her tone revealing a bit of heaviness and worry.

Su Xiawei clenched her teeth and her body trembled slightly. She was obviously shocked and even a little scared by what Wen Zhu said.

She understood that once the matter was exposed, she would be in a very unfavorable situation in this family.

After a moment, tears welled up in Su Xiawei's eyes. She looked up at Wen Zhu who was standing in front of her, her voice trembling with worry: "You mean... you want me to take this bowl of medicine?"

"Young Madam has misunderstood what this servant meant."

Hearing this, Wen Zhu quickly lowered her head and explained, "Actually, I've had a premonition about all these changes. I just felt that since things have come to this point, I should report it to you in advance so that you can be prepared. You know, as the baby in your belly grows day by day, this matter can't be covered up forever. Sooner or later, it will be discovered by everyone."

She added in a low voice, as if afraid to disturb every subtle atmosphere in the air.

Su Xiawei's heart was filled with extremely strong anger - was she really forced to ruin her future and sacrifice herself for an unnecessary emotional entanglement with an actor in the troupe?

Obviously, this result was not what she wanted.

But she also admitted that as a woman, it is difficult for her to completely suppress the primitive impulse in her heart that desires attention and true love.

If Fu Yu could put aside his prejudice and treat her sincerely, then Su Xiawei would never make such a choice to betray him no matter what; however, now that the matter is done, returning to the harmonious state of the past has become an unattainable dream. Seeing her husband's attitude towards her becoming increasingly cold and distant, Su Xiawei felt as if she was trapped in an unsolvable dilemma.

In the end, she had to accept the cruel reality: she couldn't completely lose her current status and reputation because of an insignificant man.

So she stood up, her steps a little weak but still firm as she walked towards the table. Her hands, once smooth and delicate but now full of anxiety, gently grasped the edge of the porcelain bowl containing the decoction. She took a deep breath and drank the bitter liquid in it in one gulp.

Wen Zhu, who saw this scene, quickly suggested, "Young Madam, how about having some of the candied fruit beside to moisten your mouth?"

But Su Xiawei shook her head without any interest and responded, "No thanks."

Although she tried to remain strong on the surface, tears still flowed uncontrollably from her eyes again.

My heart feels as bitter as if I had swallowed coptis chinensis. Even if I eat a lot of sweet snacks, how can it really relieve the pain in my heart at this moment?

After lying back on the bed, Su Xiawei pulled a handkerchief from her sleeve and carefully wiped away the tears that shone from the corners of her eyes. At the same time, she silently began to think about her next plan - how to completely cover up all the clues, including who to ask for help in concealing this matter, and how to properly deal with the people and things involved to ensure safety and no loopholes were exposed...

"Wen Zhu, please help me deal with these medicine residues and clean the medicine bowl."

After careful consideration, Su Xiawei realized that at this time, the most reliable person around her was Wen Zhu.

She knew very well in her heart that although Wen Zhu did not want her to keep the baby in her womb, at least this personal maid was also worried about the consequences of the matter being exposed.

After hearing this order, Wen Zhu did not hesitate at all and took action immediately to dispose of the waste and clean the utensils.

When Wen Zhu returned to the room, he found Su Xiawei suffering from severe pain.

Seeing this, Wen Zhu hurriedly found some menstrual care products and helped Su Xiawei put them on to relieve the discomfort.

"Then I will withdraw now."

After bowing, Wen Zhu said he was ready to leave.

“Don’t go!”

Almost like a conditioned reflex, these three words rushed out of Su Xiawei's mouth.

Attracted by the shout, Wen Zhu stopped and turned around to look back, his eyes full of confusion.

"Can you stay with me for a while?"

Tears blurred her vision, making Su Xiawei's words sound particularly sad, mixed with unconcealable fear and loneliness.

Faced with such a scene, Wen Zhu pondered for a moment, then moved over a beautifully decorated stool, found a place to settle himself next to the bed, and asked in a gentle and calm voice, "What exactly happened between you and the prince? If I don't understand the specific situation, it will be difficult to find a way to convince the two of you to reconcile."

Now that things have come to this, it is only natural to take this opportunity to get to the bottom of the matter.

Using silk to cover her face, which was distorted by sobbing, Su Xiawei sobbed for a while before she finally explained the whole story in a choked and intermittent voice: "All of this was caused by that vicious woman Yu Xingyao!"

Hearing this, Wen Zhu suddenly looked confused: "Yu Xingyao? Who is this person?"

When this name was mentioned, a wave of unrelieved resentment immediately crept into Su Xiawei's heart. "She is the daughter of the current wife of the Prince of Runan."

When he said this, every word seemed to be bitten and spit out, full of hatred.

"Could this dispute be related to that woman?"

Wen Zhu continued to ask, obviously still finding it a little unbelievable.

"Oh, do you really know nothing about this?"

Glancing sideways at the person beside her, Su Xiawei sneered and said, "In fact, a long time ago, the Madam reached a consensus with the other party and planned to further strengthen the relationship between the two families - that is, to have my fiancé Fu Yu marry the girl surnamed Yu."

"But later, due to some reasons, the plan was shelved, and your cousin was forced to marry and live far away, so the marriage agreement was also cancelled. Is that right?"

Combining the information he had learned previously, Wen Zhu continued to speculate.

"Now it seems that things are exactly as I expected."

Su Xiawei's tone was a little sarcastic. She said slowly, "Until now, he still can't forget Yue Linxiang and likes to wear purple clothes... Humph, obviously, he wants a woman who looks like Yu Xingyao."

Her eyes were fixed on Wen Zhu, full of disdain.

Wen Zhu's expression did not fluctuate at all, and she did not accept Su Xiawei's words completely.