Chapter 151 What a pity

Li Yan'er couldn't understand the problem, and she attributed it all to Wen Zhiming's stupidity.

It's perfectly normal for a fool to react differently than a normal person.

This little regret is nothing; real lovemaking at night, and the child in your womb, is what truly matters.

Li Yan'er grabbed Wen Zhiming's arm and together they escorted the imperial physician to the door.

She actually wanted to hold Wen Zhiming's hand more, but Wen Zhiming didn't know his own strength. Last time she held his hand, the prince squeezed her hand so hard that it was red and swollen, and she was in pain for several days. She learned her lesson and dared not try again.

After the two escorted the imperial physician back to his residence, Wen Zhiming, still half asleep, muttered that he was very tired and went back to his own courtyard. Li Yan'er wanted to spend more time with him, but dared not follow him.

Although she is Prince Wen's only woman now, she has never lived in Prince Wen's courtyard.

If she didn't take the initiative to go to him at night, the prince would never come to her. Sometimes, even when she did go to him, the prince would barely acknowledge her.

If it weren't for the fact that the prince made insatiable demands on her after the lights were turned off, she would have thought that the prince had a problem in that area and didn't like women.

Fortunately, she is now pregnant, and it shouldn't be long before she can move into the prince's courtyard and live with him day and night.

If she were more patient and considerate, and with the child involved, perhaps the prince would behave more normally during the day.

Li Yan'er convinced herself and went back to her room, rubbing her belly.

She planned to have the kitchen prepare a separate meal for her from now on, since she was pregnant and this child was her only hope, and she couldn't afford to have any mishaps.

The magistrate is now terminally ill, and the steward is handling all affairs of the manor. The steward treats her fairly well, and he grants all her requests.

Li Yan'er led her maid to find the steward, while Wen Zhiming, who had returned to the courtyard, had clear eyes. He took off the clothes that Li Yan'er had just pulled and clapped his hands to summon his guards.

"Throw it far away, or better yet, burn it."

The guard bowed and accepted the item, then quietly withdrew. He had done this seven or eight times a month, and was already quite adept at it.

Wearing only his undergarments, Wen Zhiming skillfully climbed through the window of the next room, sat down on the carved phoenix chair, and took out a letter from his bosom. The envelope contained several sheets of paper.

There was a sheet of paper with a few lines of thick, clumsy writing on it, and several sheets of paper behind it with ugly drawings.

This is a letter that Jiang Lin sent to him from Jiangnan. Jiang Lin doesn't know many characters, so he draws instead of writing what he can't write.

However, he wasn't good at painting either. It took Wen Zhiming a long time to finally understand the meaning of his later paintings.

The topmost note contained only two simple sentences, stating that he had secretly escorted Meng Lingge to Jiangnan and that Meng Lingge had moved into the Du residence.

Those paintings, some on the edge of a cliff, some in a carriage, and some in an inn, all depict chaotic and terrifying scenes, likely portraying Meng Lingge's several encounters with danger.

What impressed Wen Zhiming the most was the painting he was holding in his hand: a young woman standing gracefully, surrounded by blooming peach blossoms. Some blossoms had smiling faces on them, some seemed to be weeping, and some even had sharp knives on them...

The woman's attire likely refers to Meng Lingge, and the men beside her are probably the men around her; some have ulterior motives, some are smiling while harboring malice, and some are feigning innocence...

My wife only went to Jiangnan, yet so many men are eyeing her.

Wen Zhiming closed his eyes and then opened them again. His reply to Jiang Lin contained only one sentence: "Make sure the safety of the Crown Princess is guaranteed."

He believed his wife could handle her relationship problems, but he was still very worried about her safety. Moreover, he couldn't help feeling a little jealous; all those cats and dogs could stay by his wife's side, while he was stuck in this small courtyard, putting on a show of affection with a woman he found utterly repulsive.

He was the one who truly wanted to be by his wife's side.

The lady was surrounded by peach blossoms, but not a single one was him.

He was really anxious.

Fortunately, Li Yan'er is now pregnant, and the Emperor should take action, and his plan can be implemented soon.

This is all thanks to Lianyan; he deserves a bonus.

In order to get pregnant quickly, Li Yan'er often came over at night to pester him. Each time, he would say a few words and then turn off the lights, then hide in this room and let his bodyguard Lian Yan deal with Li Yan'er in his place.

Now that Li Yan'er is pregnant, Lian Yan can finally rest for a few days.

He carefully folded the letters and tucked them back into his pocket. Wen Zhiming put on an overcoat, climbed out the window, and left.

Normally, he would stay in this room a little longer.

This is a place where he can do whatever he wants without having to act. It's also a haven where he can miss his wife without any worries.

But not today.

My half-brother Wen Kehao has been suffering from Moon Shadow Frost for thirty-three days. He has been taking the medicine left by Su Leyan, but now it seems that he has reached his limit. For the past two days, he has been barely breathing and his life hangs by a thread.

There was still no news from Su Leyan.

Wen Zhiming strolled slowly to Wen Kehao's room with the gait of a fool. After dismissing the servants and closing the door, he became the elder brother who cared for his half-brother and was worried about his health.

Wen Kehao slowly opened his eyes. His young face was excessively pale, showing a weak and sickly appearance. His bright eyes had lost their light, as if they might close forever at any moment.

Upon seeing that the person who arrived was Wen Zhiming, he showed no surprise, but asked in a weak voice, "Big brother, hasn't she arrived yet?"

Wen Zhiming knew he was referring to Su Leyan, and gently shook his head.

“Dr. Su is a doctor who keeps her promises. If she says she will come back, she will definitely come back. Third brother, hang in there. She will come back tonight, or maybe tomorrow.”

Wen Kehao gave a weak smile.

"But I probably won't be able to wait any longer."

Moon-Hidden Frost is a rare and deadly poison with no antidote.

Su Leyan understood this better than he did.

Even though Su Leyan was a doctor and tried every possible method, she still couldn't find a way to cure Yue Yinshuang.

Otherwise, she should have come back long ago.

Wen Kehao had known this day would come, but when it actually arrived, he still couldn't let go.

My older brother has recovered and can live a good life even without him.

What he can't let go of is no longer his eldest brother.

It was the girl with the curved eyebrows who always made him call her "sister".

It's such a shame.

It's such a pity that when Su Leyan comforted him, he didn't take the opportunity to collapse into the girl's arms. It's such a pity that when Su Leyan left, he didn't notice in time and desperately try to stop her. It's such a pity that now, as his soul is about to depart, he cannot see his sister one last time.

He wanted to offer himself to his sister.

Unfortunately, that's no longer possible.

His fate was no longer in his own hands.