She was the youngest daughter of a century-old general's household, of noble status, cherished by her father and brothers, living a life of freedom and spontaneity. Yet, she was tragically murd...
Whenever she went out, someone would always tell her that one point would make her suspicious and then start investigating. Perhaps the best way was to take her out of Kyoto, take a walk outside, and give birth to the child in her belly. Then, if one day her confused memories came back, she would be able to endure that hardship for the sake of this memory and the child.
However, the whereabouts of the foreigner are unknown, and even the mastermind behind the love poisoning of Feng Ling has not been found. This is definitely not the best time to leave the capital.
Most importantly, he had promised his grandfather and mother that he wanted to fight for that position.
Otherwise, if Feng Ling took that position, how would he fight him? If one day, he found out that Yue Er was carrying a child that was his and wanted to take it back, what would he do?
He, Chu Yan, has never been a passive person.
Chu Yan looked at the little girl sleeping soundly on the bed, reached out and touched her face, and finally got up, "Yue'er, this time, Brother Yan will definitely protect you, definitely."
He blew out the candle in the master bedroom and then left the house.
Outside the yard, Qing Ziyuan stood there for a long time. When he came back, his family told him that his younger sister had woken up, so he hurried to his younger sister's room. When he learned that Chu Yan was inside, he did not make a sound to disturb her and just waited here.
Seeing Chu Yan coming out, he bowed to him.
"Your Majesty."
Chu Yan nodded.
"The moon is asleep, and when she is pregnant, she becomes sleepy."
Chu Yan said.
A complex look flashed across Qing Ziyuan's eyes.
He pursed his lips, not knowing what to say. After pondering for a long time, he finally spoke, "Your Highness, this is not a solution. My little sister is smart. As long as someone mentions her, she will find out something is wrong, and her confused memories will always come back. In this Kyoto city, many people know her, not to mention the people of Kyoto. If the imperial concubine, the emperor, and the empress in the palace saw you and me together, they would all be suspicious. Moreover, my little sister is pregnant. How can the royal family allow the royal bloodline to be mixed..."
Qing Ziyuan was calm, calmer than anyone else in the Qing family. He could understand his parents and everyone else, but he also knew that this matter had too many hidden dangers and could not be concealed.
"This king knows."
Chu Yan looked at the gradually darkening sky and spoke in a deep voice.
He thought about everything Qing Ziyuan said.
Silent and heavy.
After these four words fell, Chu Yan did not speak again for a long time.
He just frowned, as if he was also troubled by this matter.
"Your Highness, does my younger sister know that she is pregnant?"
Qing Ziyuan broke the silence and spoke.
"Um."
Chu Yan nodded, and his frown relaxed a little.
Qing Ziyuan looked up in surprise and heard Chu Yan say, "She thought she was carrying this prince's child and that her wedding was also hers. Ziyuan, Yue'er's memory is disordered, but she has been rebuilding herself. She subconsciously rejected those painful truths and people. She seems to have everything in her memory, except Feng Ling and Qing Yunyao."
Hearing this, Qing Ziyuan's brows never relaxed. He said, "Your Highness, my younger sister may have just woken up and hasn't realized that something is wrong yet. When she reacts, she will definitely ask and think about it. What should Your Highness do then? One lie always requires more lies to cover it up until the day when it can no longer be concealed."
"Then keep lying until the day you can no longer hide it. But at least, Yue'er can't know the truth before the child is born."
The next moment, Chu Yan said in a deep voice.
Qing Ziyuan raised his eyes, his expression filled with shock. He saw a deep and cold expression on Prince You's face. He seemed to be gazing at the distant night sky, his eyes a dark black. Then he said, "Major General Qing, she's back. I will not allow anyone to take her away. No one!"
His tone was cold and murderous.
Qing Ziyuan's heart skipped a beat.
"I'm leaving first. When Yue'er wakes up, tell her that Brother Ayan will come to see her tomorrow."
After Chu Yan said this, he walked away.
Qing Ziyuan stood where he was, watching Chu Yan's figure gradually walking away. He pursed his lips, frowned even tighter, and his heart sank. He had heard Prince You's warning.
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After Chu Yan left the Qing family, night had already fallen, covering the entire imperial capital.
The night is like a giant beast, opening its bloody mouth and swallowing everything.
As soon as he left the Qing residence, Chu Yan stood on the long street, reaching out to cover his heart. It was beating vibrantly, trembling wildly, but the pain wasn't as severe anymore. He'd suffered for so long, but it had been healed by Yue'er's lucid moment, a hug, a cry of "Brother Yan." How could he give up on this? How could he allow anyone to destroy this joy?
"Moon Shadow."
He spoke.
The shadow guard immediately appeared silently.
"Protect your house well, and don't let even a fly in."
"yes."
The next morning, just before dawn, a carriage appeared at the door of Qing's house. Chu Yan dismounted, knocked on the door and entered the Qing's house.
"General Qing, Madam, I want to take Yue'er to live in the Nanjiao Temple for a while. The capital is in turmoil, and Yue'er can't stay away from home. However, there are too many rumors outside, and I'm afraid it will hurt her. So after much thought, I think it would be best to take her to live outside for a while. This will be very good not only for Yue'er, but also for the child in her belly."
The Qing family members were all called here before they woke up. Chu Yan glanced at everyone and spoke directly.
There was no negotiation, this was a direct notification.
Qing Leishan frowned. He had spent half the night coaxing his wife into submission yesterday. He didn't dare to respond casually and looked at Rong Wan's expression. Of course, he felt that it was not appropriate.
"Your Highness, this is illogical. I am still Princess Yu after all. If word gets out that I'm living alone with you, it will be bad for her reputation. As the saying goes, rumors can drown a person. How will I bear it then?"
Qing Ziyuan raised objections.
Chu Yan tapped his fingers lightly on the table. Hearing Qing Ziyuan's words, he glanced at him and then said, "There will be no rumors. This king has already taken care of it. Nanjiao Temple is very popular, and the Buddha's energy can nourish Yue'er and the child in her belly. The reason we chose that place is to put an end to rumors. This king has a life-and-death friendship with the abbot of Nanjiao Temple. Yue'er will be safe there and will not be disturbed.
The reason why I decided to move Yue'er to the Nanjiao Temple branch overnight was after careful consideration. Yue'er's fetal breathing is unstable and her memory is confused. If she is stimulated again at this time, the baby will be harmed or she will have a mental breakdown. Even God cannot save her.
Moreover, if I stayed in Kyoto, my belly would become noticeable in two months and I wouldn't be able to hide it anymore.
"Reassure me, Major General Qing. It's not that I and Yue'er will live in the Nanjiao Temple's annex. What I mean is that Madam will accompany us, and it would be best if we could stay there until Yue'er gives birth."