"Qingqing~" Mu Lige called out tentatively.

Han Yichen, who was standing by, also narrowed his eyes slightly, observing Hua Qingcheng thoughtfully.

Xuanming looked at Hua Qingcheng with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

Hua Qingcheng, who was being watched intently by the three men, raised her eyebrows slightly and jokingly said, "Why are you all staring at me? Could it be that a flower has bloomed on my face?"

Mu Lige's eyes widened slightly upon hearing this, and his handsome face suddenly revealed an intoxicating smile, as if he had regained something he had lost. However, Mu Lige, who had not yet figured out the truth of the matter, had a mixed smile.

"Qingqing~"

The next moment, Mu Lige had already embraced Hua Qingcheng in his arms, holding her tightly with both hands, as if he was afraid that the person in his arms would suddenly disappear if he let go.

"Brother Li, what are you doing... cough cough cough..." Hua Qingcheng, who was suddenly hugged tightly, tried to push Mu Lige away, but unexpectedly the other party hugged her tighter until she almost couldn't breathe.

"Li...Brother Li, are you...are you planning to murder your own wife?" Hua Qingcheng, with her face buried in Mu Lige's chest and held down tightly by this man, said with difficulty.

Mu Lige quickly let go of Hua Qingcheng and explained with a bit of embarrassment, "I'm... I'm sorry! Qingqing, I was just so excited to see you were safe and sound."

Then, Mu Lige recounted how Hua Qingcheng fainted in Lingkun Courtyard and how he carried her here.

Hua Qingcheng heard this and gently stroked her chin, thinking. She remembered her unusual behavior over the past two days, though she couldn't quite put her finger on it. At that moment, she had suddenly become as calm as water, losing all feeling for the people and everything around her, as if nothing around her had anything to do with her, unable to stir up any ripples in her heart.

"Xiao Qingcheng!"

Seeing that Hua Qingcheng was finally no longer indifferent, Han Yichen excitedly went forward and hugged her, burying his head in this woman's neck, greedily absorbing the familiar warmth.

Hua Qingcheng gently pushed Han Yichen, "Achen, let go! Your belly is so big, don't touch the baby."

However, after hearing Hua Qingcheng's words, Han Yichen not only did not let go, but hugged her even tighter, "I won't let go. Who told you to ignore me these past two days!"

After saying that, Han Yichen pouted slightly, looking like the young master was very angry and asked, "Come and comfort me!"

"Okay, I'm fine." Hua Qingcheng sighed helplessly, released Han Yichen's shackles, and gently pulled his hand.

"Ahem, ahem, since you're okay, I'm going to take a nap." Xuan Ming, whose mouth was suddenly filled with dog food, made a sound to make his presence felt, and then left with light steps.

At this moment, Mu Lige suddenly asked, "Qingqing, what on earth is going on? How could you suddenly faint when you were fine just now? Also, why have you been so abnormal these past two days? You are so cold to everyone, even...even to mother, father, and Qingguo?"

Hua Qingcheng shook her head blankly, "I don't know either. This has never happened to me before."

"No matter what, you must be careful from now on. If you feel anything wrong with your body, you must tell us immediately." Mu Lige looked at Hua Qingcheng with concern. He was really afraid that his little wife's soul would suddenly leave her body and return to that distant other world...

Hua Qingcheng nodded and said soothingly, "Don't worry, Brother Li, I will."

"By the way, Xiao Qingcheng, do you still remember what happened before you fainted?" Han Yichen looked puzzled.

Hua Qingcheng tried hard to recall what happened, but after some thought, her watery eyes were filled with confusion. "I only remember seeing a flash of light, and then I don't know anything else."

Han Yichen took the tortoise shell he had just taken from Xuanming from his arms, and recalled everything he had seen in his dream, his heart filled with doubts. However, as a doctor, Han Yichen knew that pregnant men were prone to mood swings and wild imaginations, so in the end, he could only treat the illusion as his own wild imagination.

"Your Highness the Crown Princess, Lord Zheng, and Lord Xian, Young Master Meng of Xicuiyuan has woken up!" At this moment, Shan Zuo suddenly came to report.

So, Hua Qingcheng, Mu Lige and Han Yichen immediately came to Meng Haoling's residence in Xicuiyuan.

"Meng Shadan, do you recognize me?" Hua Qingcheng came to the bed and stretched out five fingers and waved them in front of Meng Haoling's eyes.

Meng Haoling had been lying in bed, unconscious for over a month. His face, once slightly chubby, had become thinner, making his black eyes appear even larger. With a pale face, he said weakly, "You are Her Highness the Princess..."

Hua Qingcheng felt relieved when she heard this. "It's good that he recognized me. It means he's not stupid. Ah Chen, please help him and see if he's really okay."

"Okay." Han Yichen nodded slightly.

After all, he was also very curious about why Meng Haoling fainted inexplicably and suddenly woke up after being in a coma for a month.

Han Yichen's expression was serious. He reached out and gently placed his hand on Meng Haoling's wrist, carefully feeling his pulse. Han Yichen's fingers were well-defined, slender, and flexible. His every move seemed so elegant and calm, a pleasure to watch. As time went on, Han Yichen's brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

He then carefully examined Meng Haoling's body, from head to toe, not missing any details. Just as the previous diagnosis, Meng Haoling looked healthy and strong, without any problems.

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