Xiao Zhian breaks through the great defense

Lin Huaiyin quickly rolled over and sat sideways on his lap.

She's too obedient.

Xiao Zhian immediately regretted lowering his request, but his goal had been achieved—the kitten obediently curled up on his lap, gazing at him expectantly, which made his heart burn with desire.

"Please, Your Highness."

She meowed, her face full of flattery, fragrant and delicate, her snow-white shoulders and neck swaying back and forth. Xiao Zhian wished he could tear her apart and swallow her whole.

"Your Highness?"

Lin Huaiyin's face was frozen from smiling, and she cursed inwardly, "You shameless brat!"

"knew."

Xiao Zhian deliberately kept a cold face, unfolded the gauze, and slowly bandaged her wound.

“Since you’ve acted recklessly, of course I’ll cover for you, so I sent people to secretly protect the woman in the white cloak.”

Xiao Zhian explained in detail: "When the woman in the white cloak returned home last night, there were already assassins lying in ambush in her house. My men rescued the family of three and have already settled them in properly. The assassins were also dealt with overnight."

After tying the gauze and making a knot, Xiao Zhian hooked the gauze shirt, took Lin Huaiyin's hand, put it into the sleeve, pressed down the collar, and fastened the tortoiseshell button.

"When you do things, you can't just think about the future without considering the consequences."

He picked up the brocade robe again and put it back on Lin Huaiyin as if it had been taken off, while earnestly warning her: "You have to think that if you can buy it, others can buy it too. If you want to snatch something that someone else has pre-ordered, you have to prepare a backup plan. The only people in this world who dare to kill a woman in a white cloak are the buyers. Behind it all is calculation of interests. Your little brain isn't very bright. What will you do without me?"

He spoke gently, tilted his head, and smiled smugly.

"Yes, Your Highness is right."

Lin Huaiyin grinned and coaxed him with a smile, genuinely thanking him as well.

She heard the answer she wanted: her benefactor's family was safe and sound. Her heart was at ease. Now all that was left were two pieces of clothing.

She endured it.

Xiao Zhian thought the kitten was captivated by his charm, so he made a quick decision, putting on a half-sleeved shirt while shaking his peacock tail.

“From beginning to end, I’ve been cleaning up your mess. Otherwise, you would have been in serious trouble just for assassinating Zhao Changji. And that girl from the Shen family, she can be killed but not humiliated. I don’t approve of what you did, and you’re not allowed to bully her again in the future.”

"Okay, sure."

Lin Huaiyin nodded vigorously.

"Good girl."

Xiao Zhian rubbed her little head and draped a thin, wide-sleeved gauze robe over her shoulders.

"Now you'd better tell me honestly where you hid the nine eminent monks of Xiangguo Temple, and whether Shen Congyun is colluding with the White Lotus Sect?"

Xiao Zhian gently fastened Lin Huaiyin's belt.

"Click".

Dressed properly, Xiao Zhian raised his cold, fierce eyes and looked into Lin Huaiyin's eyes, asking slowly and deliberately, "When you were kidnapped by the White Lotus Sect last year, was it all a conspiracy from the very beginning?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Huaiyin's pupils trembled, her eyelids drooped, and her heart pounded violently.

Xiao Zhian squinted at her; the answer was obvious without her needing to respond.

Her aggressive actions against the Shen family are not an act of repaying kindness with enmity, but rather a blood debt to be repaid in blood.

It's obvious that Shen Congyun has a problem.

Xiao Zhian accurately grasped the most critical and fatal problem.

He could completely understand how violent her actions were, and how helpless she was in the den of thieves of the White Lotus Sect.

When she discovers that the person she once thought was her savior is actually the murderer who plotted to harm her, how desperate and painful she must be. Just thinking about it makes Xiao Zhian's heart ache.

Why did his little kitten, burdened with such a cruel truth and facing such a ruthless enemy, not return to the Lin family for help but struggle alone?

For the Lin family's century-old military mansion, dealing with a mere Shen Congyun is easier than squashing a mosquito.

Why didn't she go home? Why didn't she look for Lin Zhenlie? Why did she choose to fight alone?

This was the only point that Xiao Zhian couldn't understand.

His expression was cold and stern, his face half fierce and half tender as he gently stroked Lin Huaiyin's cheek.

"Yinyin, he bullied you, didn't he?"

"Tell me why, tell me, what do you want to do?"

"I want to go back to the capital."

Lin Huaiyin replied softly, her eyes lowered, not looking at him.

"Okay. I promise you."

Xiao Zhian readily agreed.

He didn't want to argue with her anymore, and he was afraid of startling her if he even breathed heavily.

She must have a reason for wanting to return. Anyway, Pingyang will take charge of Heming Mountain, and he will accompany Xiaomao back to the capital.

"Wait a moment, I have some things to do."

He added that he wanted Lin Huaiyin to wait for him.

However, Lin Huaiyin looked up at him suspiciously, her eyes full of confusion, and asked him, "What does my going back to the capital have to do with you?"

Her eyes were clear and bright; she was genuinely puzzled and utterly perplexed.

When Xiao Zhian met her gaze, his brows furrowed as if ice water had been poured over his head.

His eyes welled up with tears, and he was almost in tears for her. He gave her endless patience and boundless love. He did so much for her and said so many heartfelt things to her, but she asked him with a blank look, "What does this have to do with you?"

It doesn't matter!

What a heartless little thing! Who wants to associate with her!

A surge of anger arose within Xiao Zhian, and he blurted out, "Get out!"

"yes."

Lin Huaiyin slid off his lap, picked up the shawl, and tumbled away in a flash.

With a creak, the palace gates opened.

Xuan Ge stood guard by the door, notified the car to stop, and told Madam Shen to get out.

Lin Huaiyin nodded her thanks, her heart pounding and her body trembling.

His Highness the Crown Prince is terrifying. Lin Huaiyin was frightened.

She didn't understand why he was angry, but it was great to have angered him and been kicked out!

In his previous life, even when the Crown Prince was imprisoned, he was able to crush Shen Congyun. Lin Huaiyin thought he was already domineering and powerful enough.

Unexpectedly, the Crown Prince of this life saw through her little actions without making a sound, and easily deduced that Shen Congyun was related to the White Lotus Sect.

His insight was terrifyingly strong; with just a glance from him, she would have nowhere to hide and no secrets left.

However, the stronger and more invincible he became, the more afraid Lin Huaiyin became.

Even so, he suffered a crushing defeat in his previous life, losing to Princess Pingyang.

Lin Huaiyin dared not imagine how terrifying Princess Pingyang was.

The wise and intelligent Crown Prince failed to thoroughly investigate the Erwang Temple, which harbored White Lotus traitors. Either Princess Pingyang was exceptionally capable and powerful, or the Crown Prince had a fatal weakness in front of Princess Pingyang.

For example, he might be blinded by family ties.

Whatever the reason, it served as a wake-up call for Lin Huaiyin—her actions had to be more secretive, and she could no longer be exposed to His Highness the Crown Prince, otherwise he might inadvertently betray her.

You must stay far away from him, the farther the better.

Just like now, it's very good.

The thirty horses slowly came to a stop, and a footstool was placed in front of them. Lin Huaiyin held onto the railing and went down.

Outside the palace, there were no fewer than forty imperial guards and palace guards.

Shen Congyun, Lin Cuiyue, Du Yu, and others were all keeping a close eye on the situation.

Shen Congyun noticed that she was trembling and cursed her inwardly as an idiot, worried that she might not be able to withstand the Crown Prince's interrogation and say the wrong thing.

Lin Cuiyue could also see that she was trembling, but he was completely baffled and couldn't figure out why His Highness the Crown Prince was making things difficult for his sister.

Du Yu glanced at Lin Huaiyin, then out of the corner of his eye at Shen Congyun, thinking to himself, "Lord Shen, stop looking. Madam Shen is about to cry. His Highness the Crown Prince is bullying your wife again."

Du Yu looked up at the sky speechlessly, thinking, "What a terrible thing!"

Xuan Ge stood guard at the door, motionless.

He didn't mean to; he even deliberately looked at the clouds in the sky and watched the wind by the roadside, but he heard every word spoken in the hall clearly.

He admired Madam Shen's ability to anger His Highness, but he was even more afraid that His Highness would chase after her and drag her back to deal with her in front of everyone. He glanced at Shen Congyun's back and became more and more frightened and terrified. He was almost ready to pray to all the gods and Buddhas, begging Madam Shen to leave quickly and go back to the carriage to hide.

Lin Huaiyin descended step by step.

She had only one thought in her mind—to return to the capital.

No matter what, we must go back.

If there is no reason, create one; if there are no conditions, create them.

With three steps remaining, Lin Huaiyin steeled her resolve, let go of the handrail, and leaned forward—"Bang!"

She fell straight down, like a broken log.

Xuan Ge's soul was scattered, and he hurriedly jumped down.

Lin Cuiyue and Du Yu dismounted at the same time.

"Third Sister!"

"Madam Shen!"

"Husband—" Lin Huaiyin felt dizzy and clutched her stomach, calling out to Shen Congyun, "Husband, save me, my stomach hurts so much, my child, husband— Waaaaah—my child—"

Lin Huaiyin shouted until she was hoarse, leaving Lin Cuiyue, Xuan Ge, and Du Yu dumbfounded.

Despite his utter disdain, Shen Congyun had no choice but to dismount immediately and gallop over.

"Third Sister, are you alright?"

He hugged Lin Huaiyin tightly, and Lin Huaiyin hugged his neck and cried, "Husband, waaaaah, my stomach hurts so much, waaaaah, our baby, what happened to the baby?"

"Third Sister, you're pregnant?" Lin Cuiyue's eyes instantly turned red. "Quickly, quickly, summon the imperial physician to take a look!"

"Waaaaah!" Lin Huaiyin clung to Shen Congyun's shoulder, nodding vigorously at Lin Cuiyue, "Brother, it hurts!"

"Okay, okay, I understand. Slow down, slow down, don't talk."

Lin Cuiyue was heartbroken and immediately ordered the Imperial Guards: "Prepare the carriage quickly, and return to the capital immediately to recuperate."

"Wait," Shen Congyun called out to the Imperial Guards.

He couldn't let Lin Huaiyin leave. Once they reached Heming Mountain, he would still need Lin Huaiyin to obtain the Imperial Guard's deployment map and lure the White Lotus Sect up the mountain. He absolutely couldn't let her leave like that.

"Third Sister, I'm worried about you without me by your side." Shen Congyun held Lin Huaiyin's shoulders and said affectionately, "Our child is very lucky. Let's have the imperial physician take a look first, and then decide, okay?"

"Waaaaah, it hurts, my husband, it hurts so much, waaaaah."

Lin Huaiyin just cried and didn't say anything, frantically squeezing out tears.

Shen Congyun couldn't do anything about her; he couldn't even get a word in edgewise.

The imperial physician still hadn't arrived, and Lin Cuiyue was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Du Yu stood to one side, still processing the explosive news that Madam Shen was pregnant, his ears filled with Lin Huaiyin's sobbing.

"Waaaaah, sob sob sob."

Lin Huaiyin cried even harder, "My child, my child—"

Are you really pregnant?

Xiao Zhian appeared outside the palace gate at some point, his voice chillingly cold.

Everyone immediately turned to him and bowed in respect.

Lin Huaiyin's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't respond, pretending not to hear.

"Waaaaah, waaaaah, my husband."

She cried even harder, tears streaming down her face.

Shen Congyun picked up Lin Huaiyin and immediately felt it was a good opportunity to show the couple's affection. He bowed and said, "Your Highness, my wife is indeed six months pregnant."

Lin Cuiyue was both worried and happy, and echoed, "Your Highness's bestowal of marriage is a great act of grace. My sister has conceived a child in just half a year, all thanks to Your Highness's blessings. I humbly request Your Highness to send an imperial physician to ensure my sister's safe delivery."

Lin Cuiyue's words, "Take care of the pregnancy," turned Xiao Zhian's face green.

Du Yu and Xuan Ge's palms and backs were sweaty, and for a moment they dared not guess who Xiao Zhian would attack.

"Waaaaah."

Lin Huaiyin kept crying.

Lin Huaiyin nestled in Shen Congyun's arms, crying incessantly.

Lin Huaiyin, pregnant with Shen Congyun's child, lay in Shen Congyun's arms, crying incessantly.

His daughter, Yinyin, pregnant with Shen Congyun's child, lay in Shen Congyun's arms, crying incessantly.

Xiao Zhian has a headache.

He gave Xuan Ge a look, then turned and walked back to the palace.

Xuan Ge's mind was full of questions. In this situation, how could he possibly guess what his master was thinking?

Are we to kill Shen Congyun and take the fetus out of Madam Shen's womb?

"We will stay at the inn ahead tonight. Summon the imperial physician."

Xiao Zhian's voice came out calmly and without any emotion.

oh.

That's more like it.

Xuan Ge immediately issued an order, requesting Shen Congyun to bring Lin Huaiyin into the palace.

Lin Huaiyin cried herself to sleep.

She was really tired. She didn't expect that after making a fuss for so long, she would be carried back to where she was.

Xiao Zhian picked up a book and sat down at the table to read it.

The soft couch was reserved for her and Shen Congyun, the young couple.

To show their affection for each other, Shen Congyun held Lin Huaiyin tightly, squeezing her small hand and kissing it from time to time.

Lin Huaiyin nestled in Shen Congyun's arms, sobbing and calling out "husband" and "child" in a low voice.

Xuan Ge stood beside Xiao Zhi'an and saw for the first time His Highness holding a book for a long time without turning the page, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

Soon, the old doctor from last night climbed up.

Upon entering, he was startled to see Shen Congyun and Lin Huaiyin embracing each other. He craned his neck to look again—it was still Shen Congyun and Lin Huaiyin embracing each other.

That's not right.

The old imperial physician rubbed his eyes – this girl wasn't the one who was injured while protecting the emperor last night, and His Highness even described sucking out the poisoned blood from her; she must be His Highness's woman!

Why are you suddenly hugging Lord Shen?

He looked at Xiao Zhian suspiciously, and with just one glance, his heart pounded with fear.

His Highness's temples throbbed with alarm, and the meridians in his neck vibrated like golden beans falling onto a silver plate, crackling and throbbing incessantly. Clearly, he was barely able to contain his anger, which was on the verge of exploding at any moment.

We're doomed.

He was terrified and looked weakly at Xuan Ge.

Xuan Ge clenched his fist to his lips, coughed lightly, and said, "Madam Shen just slipped and fell. I wonder if she has injured the fetus in her womb. Please ask Physician Lu to take a look."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Zhian's bare fingernails dug into the book. Xuan Ge knew he was doomed and silently retreated to the corner of the wall, holding his breath.

Outside the hall, Lin Cuiyue said indignantly, "My sister, my own sister, why won't Your Highness let me in?"

"General Lin, please calm down." Du Yu blocked the way, afraid that if Lin Cuiyue went in and said a few more words, several people would be lying down today.

Inside the hall, the old imperial physician walked step by step toward the soft couch.

Your Highness, sucking poisoned blood, Lady Shen, fetus...

This illness is too complicated, he thought tremblingly, there's nothing about this in medical books...

Lin Huaiyin glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, thinking to herself, "Don't come any closer! I'm not pregnant, I'm faking it. And the injury on my back—if Shen Congyun finds out, I'm dead."

Shen Congyun looked on with anticipation, thinking to herself that as long as she could confirm her pregnancy in person and they were already carrying a child, would His Highness the Crown Prince still be able to separate them?

For a moment, everyone's pulse seemed to be throbbing around the old doctor's ears, creating a noisy commotion.