Five days later, Shang Changge had to admit one thing—she was sick.

She was sleeping longer and longer, had a poor appetite, and was getting thinner and thinner. She herself didn't believe that there was nothing wrong with her.

Shang Changge is not the type to avoid seeking medical help when she is ill, nor is she the type to hide her illness from her husband if she suspects it.

That morning, Xiao Ji returned from court covered in snow. After the two had breakfast together, Shang Changge asked Zhuque to summon the imperial physician to take her pulse again.

Inside the warm pavilion of the Princess's residence.

Shang Changge nestled in Xiao Ji's arms, her mood relatively calm. She accepted her illness with equanimity and even had plans for where she would be buried after she died.

He was a little reluctant to part with General Xiao, fidgeting with Xiao Ji's hand, their fingers intertwined. Seeing the female physician finish taking his pulse, he parted his lips, his tone detached and carefree, as if indifferent to life, aging, sickness, and death.

"how?"

Xiao Ji was in a bad mood. Hearing the indifferent attitude towards life and death in his beloved woman's words, he suddenly tightened his grip on Shang Changge's hand and looked at the female doctor.

Xiao Ji's glance sent a chill down the spine of the female healer, even in the freezing cold. Fortunately, it was good news, and she quickly relayed the truth:

"Congratulations, Princess! Congratulations, General!"

The princess is not unwell; rather, she is over a month pregnant!

Xiao Ji: ...

Shang Changge: ...?

Shang Changge's beautiful face showed a strange expression as she slowly touched her always flat stomach, hardly daring to believe it.

Are you... sure?

The female doctor nodded and said with certainty, "It's absolutely true."

Despite the doctor's confident assertion, Shang Changge still found it hard to believe and beckoned two other waiting physicians to come and take her pulse.

The result was the same: she was pregnant.

Qingyao, Zhuque, and the others exchanged glances, their faces lighting up with joy, and they bowed in congratulations.

"Congratulations, Princess! Congratulations, General!"

Shang Changge: ...Her silence at this moment was deafening.

She's pregnant? She's... pregnant?

What about her powerful self-healing ability? What if she lost her self-healing ability?

The thought of this possibility made Shang Changge feel terrible; alarm bells rang in her mind.

She even forgot to see how Xiao Ji would react to her pregnancy, and immediately sat up straight and waved for everyone to leave the warm pavilion.

Although Qingyan Zhuque and his group were puzzled, they still respectfully responded and did as instructed before leaving.

"Creak." The sound of the door closing.

Once the couple was alone in the warm pavilion, Shang Changge pulled out a black iron dagger from somewhere and made a tiny cut on the tip of her finger.

Seeing the tiny wounds heal rapidly and completely before his eyes, Shang Changge breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the superpower is still there.

"Um?"

Her hand was taken and her fingertips were kissed. Shang Changge followed the gaze and met Xiao Ji's eyes. The man's eyes were deep, and it was impossible to discern his specific emotions.

Shang Changge was filled with mixed emotions, and it took her a long time to finally say, "Xiao Ji, we... are having a child."

With a strong sense of uncertainty, it wasn't unhappiness but rather a sense of surprise and some worry.

The existence and growth of the fetus undoubtedly cause harm to the mother's body. Will this child be able to be born smoothly?

"You little rascal." Xiao Ji gently pulled her into his arms, surprisingly showing no emotion. His tall, imposing frame gave his wife a silent sense of security. He spoke softly:

"It doesn't matter what decision you make, I love you regardless of anything else, including the children."

He was very gentle, but afraid that his princess wouldn't believe him.

The snow was still falling outside, and the warm pavilion was quiet for a while.

After a moment, Shang Changge sighed, gently hugged Xiao Ji back, and patted the man's head: "Xiao Ji..."

I didn't know what to say, so I simply used the three most straightforward words.

"I love you."