Chapter 184 Miss! I haven't finished speaking yet!
Chunyu Han originally wanted to leave two guards for Yu Nian, but Yu Nian refused, saying he needed more people outside.
So only the secret guards and He Qing, who was in charge of intelligence, were left behind to keep Yu Nian company every few days.
Chunyu Han ultimately couldn't stay and spend the New Year with Yu Nian.
It was just that Chunyu Han was not at home, but the atmosphere in the Regent's Mansion was extremely cold and desolate, even though he was usually the one with the coldest face.
Yu Nian, along with Chun Tao, her adopted children, and Shuang Jiang, whom she had brought back from the animal park, moved back to her parents' home for the New Year.
The New Year's Eve dinner table was full of people, but there was no festive atmosphere at all.
Yu Huaifeng sat in the main seat, feeling particularly anxious.
Niannian could understand; after all, her husband was still fighting valiantly on the front lines, so it was understandable that she was distracted.
The two children are still young, and Chunyu Han taught them to not speak while eating or sleeping.
Yi was somewhat better, but Na Yu's behavior was practically a miniature version of Chunyu Han's. If they didn't look alike, Yu Huaifeng would have suspected that he was Chunyu Han's biological son.
What about the rest of the people?
Chun Tao, who is usually very clever, had a listless look in her eyes.
Even the usually energetic Shuangjiang, who gets excited at mealtimes, is now listlessly lying on the ground.
The third brother seems to have been possessed by some evil spirit. Except when he's doing business, he gets completely drunk whenever he has free time. Sure enough, he fell asleep on the table before the New Year's Eve dinner even started...
The atmosphere was so oppressive that Yu Huaifeng wanted to deal with some official business for a while. Why bother eating?
"Cough cough, everyone, cheer up! If you're not energetic during the New Year, the whole year will be unlucky."
Yu Huaifeng slammed his hand on the table, and Yu Nian finally came to her senses.
"Dad, I have no appetite."
"These are all your favorite foods, why don't you want to eat them?"
Looking at the large table of fish and meat, Yu Nian felt her stomach was about to burst.
"Miss, the second young master and He Qing have arrived."
Outside the door, Yu Qiao and He Qing walked in side by side, He Qing carrying Jingzhe and Yu Qiao carrying a large pile of gifts.
Yu Huaifeng was happy to see his son, but he still kept a stern face.
“You unfilial son, coming back during the New Year to cause trouble. Look at your hair, it makes me angry just looking at it.”
Jingzhe jumped down from Heqing's arms and defiantly flashed its wings in front of Shuangjiang, which had grown much larger than it. Shuangjiang immediately perked up.
It perked up its head and chased after Jingzhe, running off somewhere to roll around and play.
"Second brother, why did you two come together?"
Yu Nian sensed something unusual between Yu Qiao and He Qing.
Yu Qiao's eyes darted around, and she stammered. He Qing, on the other hand, smiled easily and smoothed things over for Yu Qiao.
"We're going the same way."
This time, even Chun Tao's eyes looked a little off. Tianhe Street and Dongming Street are so far apart, how could this be possible?
"Home is definitely more lively."
A gentle voice came from the back door, and Yu Jing and Lu Mingzhu walked in carrying a baby wrapped up like a little dumpling.
Yu Jing had already spoken frankly with Yu Huaifeng when he came back last time, and upon seeing his granddaughter, Yu Huaifeng finally couldn't keep his composure.
His face, already full of wrinkles, instantly became piled up, and his eyes crinkled with laughter as he teased the baby who was only a few months old and could only babble.
"Good girl, call him Grandpa."
The housekeeper served dumplings, and the observant Fourth Brother noticed that Yu Nian's expression was not quite right.
"The pork in these dumpling filling is way too fatty... Ugh..."
Yu Nian hadn't even eaten yet; just picking one up and looking at it made her feel nauseous.
Yu Jing quickly took Yu Nian's pulse. At this moment, even the drunken Yu Sheng raised his head and looked at Yu Nian.
"Huh...you're all staring at me like that, I'm a little..."
"Shh, Xiao Wu, don't talk."
Yu Jingqing's handsome brows gradually furrowed, making everyone's hearts ache.
Everyone knows Yu Jing's medical skills. If even he finds it difficult, then it must be very serious.
After feeling the pulse for a long time, Yu Jing finally withdrew his hand, his expression more solemn than ever before.
"Fourth brother, tell me quickly, what happened to Niannian?"
Yu Huaifeng also felt that Yu Nian looked a little unwell.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Yu Jing spoke with some difficulty.
"Xiao Wu, she's pregnant..."
Yu Huaifeng, Yu Qiao, Lu Mingzhu, He Qing, Chun Tao: !!!
Yu Sheng: Burp!
For a moment, the expressions of the people in the hall resembled a large dye vat, with a variety of colors on their faces.
Yu Nian: Uh... what should I do? Could Chunyu Han come back in person to explain this to her?
Two months later.
After becoming pregnant, Yu Nian rarely went out and spent her days in Yu Garden making clothes for Chunyu Han. However, every few days she would go to the temple to pray for Chunyu Han and offer incense.
[You used to disbelieve in this, but now you've practically worn down the temple's threshold.]
"Don't disturb my chanting... Oh, where was I in my chanting..."
Since becoming pregnant, Yu Nian has felt that her memory has become ridiculously bad; she forgets what she just said as soon as she turns her head.
Yu Nian found her place again and began to fiddle with the string of sandalwood prayer beads that Chunyu Han had left her for calming her nerves.
Smelling its scent was like having Chunyu Han right beside her.
Li Mingjin, who came to accompany Yu Zhirou to offer incense, glanced at Yu Nian in the small Buddhist hall, who was reciting the peace sutra word by word.
This was the first time Li Mingjin had seen Yu Nian since he withdrew his investment.
A bright and pretty young girl stood in front of the Buddhist hall, praying with undivided attention. The soft light swept across her profile, and even her shadow on the ground seemed devout.
"Is that my cousin? Let's go say hello."
Yu Zhirou hadn't seen Yu Nian for a while. Chunyu Han had gone to war, and she must have been very worried, which was why she came here to chant sutras.
"I'm not going, you go."
Li Mingjin withdrew his gaze. Ever since the gold bar incident, Li Mingjin felt that he could no longer see through Yu Nian.
She is clearly herself, yet she is unlike herself in every way.
A bold idea once crossed his mind, but he immediately suppressed it. He was unwilling to admit that he might have been hating the wrong person all this time.
Yu Zhirou didn't force him and went to the small Buddhist hall by herself.
She stood at the door, waiting quietly for Yu Niannian to finish reading the last page before speaking.
Hello, cousin.
Yu Nian wasn't surprised to see Yu Zhirou; she was a regular pilgrim here, unlike Yu Zhirou who was only here at the last minute.
"There's no one else here, so please don't stand on ceremony."
Yu Nian wanted to be easygoing, but seeing Li Mingjin watching her warily through the crack in the door, she still kept to her proper etiquette.
Li Mingjin may be prickly, but he's actually quite nice to Yu Zhirou.
“I heard that military reports will arrive today. They’ve been saying that things are going well at the border, so my brother-in-law should be back soon.”
Yu Nian nodded and exchanged a few pleasantries with her. A moment later, Chun Tao came in from outside, looking hurried.
The people around Li Mingjin also delivered military reports, and his gaze towards Yu Nian became complicated.
Chuntao whispered in Yu Nian's ear.
"Miss, news has come from the Prime Minister's residence that the young master was attacked and killed in battle..."
The prayer beads in Yu Nian's hand fell to the ground with a clatter. The words "died in battle" made her vision go black for a moment.
"Hey! Miss! I haven't finished speaking yet!"
Chuntao and Yu Zhirou quickly reached out to support Yu Nian.
When they arrived at the private room, Yu Zhirou's almond-shaped eyes narrowed sharply as she touched Yu Nian's pulse.
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