Bai Yujing immediately knelt down to apologize, "It's all my fault for being overjoyed and making a mistake, which has disappointed the princess. Please forgive me. However, I observed that my wife's complexion is rosy and there seems to be nothing wrong. The princess is busy with affairs, so perhaps there is no need to worry too much."
"you!"
Princess Ziyan's eyes widened in fury, the rage in them burning like a raging inferno in her chest.
In this Jade Capital, someone actually dared to play tricks on this princess. She had always been proud and had never endured such humiliation!
She remained silent, while Bai Yujing maintained a humble bowing posture, his respectful demeanor as if he were not the one who had repeatedly rejected her before.
Princess Ziyan sneered repeatedly, "Young Master Bai, if this medicine does not actually enter Jiang's stomach, then my request cannot be considered fulfilled. Since that's the case, how can I let you off so easily?"
Bai Yujing frowned. "This is not a medicine to prevent miscarriage."
His tone was firm and decisive.
“This is indeed a medicine to prevent miscarriage. Since you have spilled this bowl, there will be a second and a third bowl waiting for you. You have nowhere to retreat.”
Bai Yujing's expression grew increasingly grim. "You intend to harm my child?"
Princess Ziyan moved closer to him, her cheek almost touching his, her voice low and dangerous: "You have treated me like this, shouldn't you pay the price? I'm very curious, after you caused the Jiang family to lose their child, can you still work together like this?"
Bai Yujing took a step back, his gaze sharp as a sword as he stared at her. "I would never do such a thing!"
"You have no choice."
Princess Ziyan took out a piece of paper from her sleeve, unfolded it, and couldn't help but scoff, "Sigh, this child's name is actually Feng Yun, and the handwriting is so neat. Could it be that Young Master Bai personally instructed him?"
She then took out a small, exquisite sachet and exclaimed, "And this young girl, so young, yet her needlework is outstanding; it's truly breathtaking..."
Bai Yujing immediately recognized that it was Feng Yun's handwriting and the sachet embroidered by Huiyi.
He snatched the items away abruptly, shaking his head and muttering to himself, "No, you wouldn't dare lay a hand on them..."
"Many of my trusted men are still lurking in Fushun Town. If I cause a little accident, who can I blame? However, if these two children really suffer misfortune, they can only blame you, their uncle, for your cold-heartedness. Don't you think so?"
"I'll let you be smug for one more night," Princess Ziyan said as she walked towards the door. Once at the door, she ordered, "Zhang San and Li Si, guard this room strictly and do not let them step out!"
She disappeared, and the door slammed shut.
Bai Yujing staggered a couple of steps, looking utterly lost. He didn't even dare to turn around and look into Jiang Huaiyu's sorrowful eyes.
A moment later, Jiang Huaiyu's plaintive sigh, as soft as silk, came from the room. "I heard it clearly."
Bai Yujing silently walked to her side, her tone firm and deep, "I will never let anyone hurt you and the child."
Jiang Huaiyu gently stroked her lower abdomen, a faint sadness flashing in her eyes. This was the continuation of her life, her only blood relative in this chaotic world, and she would never allow anyone to harm her child.
However, how can Feng Yun and Hui Yi be said to be innocent?
The brother and sister were clever and bright, and had brought her countless laughs and warm moments. If she forced Bai Yujing to choose between the child in her womb and the two children, how would she and Bai Yujing face this cruel choice?
They were just carefree, innocent children. How could they withstand the cruelty of Princess Ziyan?
If Feng Yun and Hui Yi meet with misfortune, how will she explain herself when she returns to Yang Shi and Bai Jinxiao's side?
After all, she was carrying a fetus that had not yet been born, while Feng Yun and Hui Yi were two vibrant lives.
However, it is absolutely impossible for her to give up her child.
This wasn't just due to maternal instinct, but also because... in this world, besides Bai Yujing, she had no other relatives. The child in her womb was her only blood relative. She had left alone in her previous life, and in this life, she had been fortunate enough to have this child; how could she bear to let go?
She can't do it!
She wants to protect this child.
Bai Yujing seemed to understand her dilemma. She gently bent down, placed her warm palm on the back of her hand, and said tenderly, "Huaiyu, this child is just as precious to us. This is our shared life. Even if it costs me my life, I will protect you and your child."
"What about Feng Yun and Hui Yi?" Jiang Huaiyu's voice was filled with endless sorrow.
“There’s always a way out,” Bai Yujing said with unwavering determination. “We will definitely find other solutions.”
"I hope so."
Bai Yujing turned slightly and said slowly, "Huaiyu, you are six months pregnant and have been working hard all day. Why don't you rest for a while? I'll wake you up when Deng Shen brings dinner."
Jiang Huaiyu didn't actually feel tired, but seeing Bai Yujing's worried face, she nodded in agreement.
She lay in bed, pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed, but her mind was racing, trying to come up with a solution. Should she send Deng Shen out to deliver the message again? That didn't seem feasible.
She has notified everyone who should be notified, but since even His Majesty is indifferent to this matter, how can anyone else dare to step forward?
Besides, the Marquis of Jingyuan's mansion and the Jiang family spoke up for her only because they were after her own interests. Who could she really rely on?
If there is anyone in this world who can help her, then Ling Mo might be one of them.
Despite his aloof nature, he possessed the chivalrous heart of a江湖豪侠 (jianghu hero), and valued loyalty and righteousness above all else. Now that he had acknowledged her as an old acquaintance, if she sought his help, he would undoubtedly do everything in his power to assist her.
However, Ling Mo had always found dealing with the government tiresome, especially since this time he had to confront Princess Ziyan and the illustrious Prince Hao's mansion. Having already endured a calamity in his previous life, he couldn't help but wonder how he could possibly drag innocent people into this mess again.
Jiang Huaiyu sighed inwardly, feeling lost and overwhelmed with sorrow.
Soon, the door creaked open.
Zhang San carried a tray into the room, placed the food on the table, and said softly, "Let's eat."
He turned to leave as soon as he finished speaking. Bai Yujing frowned and asked suspiciously, "Where did Deng Shen go?"
Zhang San scoffed dismissively, "The princess has ordered that you two are cunning and scheming, and that we should minimize our contact with you. Naturally, that servant is not allowed to enter the room either."
"Um?"
Bai Yujing raised his long eyebrows, a hint of coldness flashing across his face. "Deng Shen is a servant in my household. Zhang San, you forbade him from entering. Do you intend to serve me personally?"
"The food has been delivered, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
Bai Yujing spoke with an arrogant demeanor and a firm tone, “I haven’t stepped out of my house today, and my whole body aches unbearably. I wanted to call Deng Shen to give me a massage, but since he can’t get in, I’ll have to trouble you, Zhang San, to do it for me.”
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