Chapter 49 Yuan Zhao
Chen Dingyao's body stiffened slightly, and he paused for a moment while patting her hand.
Zen Zhen noticed his stiffness, and his wide-open eyes were filled with panic, and tears fell like broken strings, dripping onto the bed.
"Your Majesty?" Chan Zhen asked again, his face pale as if it would break at any moment.
Chen Dingyao calmed down and stroked her head with his broad hand. "Our child is fine. I will protect him."
His voice was gentle yet firm, calming Zen's frantic heartbeat a little.
She stared at him blankly: "Are you really okay?"
She still couldn't get out of the dream. The child she had carried for ten months gradually grew colder in her arms, and eventually completely lost the warmth of a living person. Her heart also died, and she lost all expectations and attachment to this world.
"Believe me." Chen Dingyao held her cheeks with both hands and swore into her eyes, "I will definitely protect him this time."
His eyes were dark, with a strength and dominance that brooked no argument, and a kind of convincing charm.
Zenzhen nodded dumbly, "I believe your majesty."
She should have confidence in His Majesty. If even His Majesty cannot protect their child, who else can she trust?
Chen Dingyao waited until she calmed down before taking the boiled medicine soup from Luzhu who was serving her. He tasted the temperature himself first before scooping a spoonful and bringing it to her mouth.
He could smell the bitter and sour smell from a distance. Zen Zhen wrinkled his nose and asked, "What is this?"
Chen Dingyao explained, "This is a medicine prepared by the imperial physician to maintain pregnancy. You have to drink it while it's hot."
"Pregnancy-maintaining medicine?" Chan Zhen, now regaining consciousness, asked dazedly, "Am I really pregnant?"
She wasn't just talking nonsense in a dream, but was really pregnant?
Chen Dingyao couldn't help but laugh at her confused look, "Didn't Chan Zhen just ask me if the child was okay? How could you forget so quickly?"
Zen Zhen just recalled how he had cried and made a fuss in front of him before. His cheeks couldn't help but turn red, and he whispered, "Didn't I think I was dreaming?"
Since it was a pregnancy-maintaining medicine, she drank it without hesitation. However, the bitter taste suddenly rushed into her nose, and tears welled up in her eyes.
“It’s so bitter.”
Perhaps because she and her mother experienced too many hard times in her childhood, she has always been unable to stand bitterness since she grew up.
Chen Dingyao coaxed her to drink it mouthful after mouthful, "Good medicine tastes bitter, Zen is really good."
After all, she was not a child anymore. Chanzhen just didn't like taking medicine, but she knew that the medicine soup was good for her health, so she took the spoon he handed her without much resistance.
After drinking a bowl of medicine, her brows were furrowed in bitterness.
Chen Dingyao wiped the corners of her lips with a towel, looked at her wrinkled brows, and couldn't help but smile and shook his head.
Before Chanzhen could recover from the bitter taste, a candied fruit was unexpectedly stuffed into her mouth. She raised her head and met His Majesty's smiling eyes.
His Majesty always treated her with such indulgence, as if he would let her do whatever she wanted no matter how spoiled and naughty she was. Zen Zhen felt his cheeks slightly warm, and the candied fruit in his mouth seemed to make his heart sweet.
"Do you still feel bitter?" Chen Dingyao asked gently.
"It's not bitter anymore," Zen Zhen shook his head, and then said, "Actually, I'm not that delicate."
From childhood to adulthood, no one except His Majesty has ever doted on her like this. Although she is afraid of hardship, she has suffered a lot in the past.
"But I hope you can be more pampered." Chen Dingyao said.
In his previous life, Zen Zhen never showed weakness in front of him. Even the most bitter medicine soup would be drunk in one gulp without changing his expression.
After his rebirth, looking at the increasingly lively and beautiful Zen Zhen, he often regretted that he had used too harsh means to get her in his previous life, which led to her gradually withering away beside him and even dying young.
"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of spoiling me?" Chan Zhen secretly sighed that fortunately she knew her limits, otherwise, with the way His Majesty spoiled her, she would really be spoiled into an arrogant person who didn't know her place.
His Majesty just looked at her and smiled: "I believe in the true character of Zen."
Zen Zhen has never been able to resist his sweet words, so he could only raise his eyes slightly and glance at him sideways in embarrassment.
The bitterness in his mouth was gradually dissolved by the candied fruit. Zen Zhen looked down at his lower abdomen with some curiosity. It was very flat and no different from usual. It was incredible that a life could be born from here.
"I got pregnant with your Majesty's child so soon." There was a hint of surprise in her light voice.
"Well, I didn't expect it either." Chen Dingyao followed her gaze and once again felt the joy of being a father for the first time.
In his previous life, he and Zen Zhen had been together for three years before they welcomed this child. Perhaps it was because he and Zen Zhen had already had a mutual understanding in this life, so Yuan Zhao couldn't wait to come back here again.
Zen Zhen carefully touched his belly, looked up and asked him, "Your Majesty, do you think this will be a boy or a girl?"
Chen Dingyao looked deeply at her belly with a warm gaze: "I think it will be a boy who looks like Zen Zhen."
His Majesty's tone was so certain and expectant, as if he had already seen the child with his own eyes.
Zen Zhen pursed his lips and said, "What if it's a girl? Would His Majesty not like it?"
It seemed that the royal families of all dynasties had always valued princes more, and His Majesty had said many times before that he hoped she would give birth to a prince. But Chan really didn't want to give birth to a girl and have her face her father's disappointed gaze as soon as she was born.
Chen Dingyao understood her anxiety. In her previous life, when Chan Zhen was pregnant, she was very sensitive and extremely wary of everyone, including him. She had asked him the same question.
His answer was the same as in his previous life: "I like Zen Zhen's child, regardless of whether it is a boy or a girl."
Or perhaps, because this was Zen Zhen and his child, he was looking forward to it so much. His love for this child came entirely from his mother.
Zen Zhen finally felt relieved after hearing His Majesty's answer. She stroked her belly expectantly, "But I hope he looks more like Your Majesty."
If the boy looked like her, he would appear too gorgeous and not majestic enough. It would be much better if he looked like His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin, who at first glance looked like His Majesty's prince, with such imposing aura that no one could underestimate him.
Oh, right. Chan Zhen recalled the familiar silhouette that he had seen before he fainted and held him in his arms. He asked uncertainly, "Your Majesty, were you the one who brought me back to Mingguang Palace?"
Chen Dingyao's eyes darkened slightly: "It's Yun Yi."
His expression was a little complicated. In his new life, he didn't know how to deal with Yun Yi, so most of the time he ignored her. But judging from Yun Yi's gift at the palace banquet and the fact that Yun Yi carried Chan Zhen back to the palace, he and Yun Yi still couldn't escape the fate of their previous life.
The father and son look alike, have similar thoughts and preferences, and even have the same way of looking at people.
Perhaps it will be the same if they repeat themselves in several lives. They are destined to fall in love with Zen Zhen and fight each other for Zen Zhen. It all depends on who can seize the initiative.
In the previous life, it was Yun Yi, and in this life, it is him.
Chan Zhen bit her lip, remembering that when she was unconscious, she mistook His Royal Highness Prince Jin for His Majesty, and even acted coquettishly towards him and snuggled into his arms. She wondered what His Royal Highness Prince Jin felt, whether he thought she was too wanton and shameless, but even so, His Royal Highness Prince Jin still had the kindness to save her.
"Your Majesty..." Zen Zhen felt that he should not hide it, "I mistook His Highness for you at that time."
She waited anxiously for His Majesty's reaction, but only heard His Majesty's voice with a hint of surprise.
"So, Zen Zhen, was it me you were thinking of at that time?"
Zenzhen hadn't expected such a reaction and looked up in surprise.
"Zhenzhen," His Majesty said, as if he wanted a definite answer from her, and gently stroked her face with his palm. "Tell me, is it me you are thinking of?"
Zen Zhen naturally nodded.
She had no friendship with His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin, so the person she was thinking about could only be His Majesty.
His Majesty was ecstatic with her answer and held her tightly in his arms. From Zen Zhen's perspective, he could just see his Adam's apple moving up and down slightly.
"I am very happy."
Zen Zhen finally chose him clearly in this life.
In his previous life, he could not let go of one thing until his death. Chan Zhen had indeed been fond of Yun Yi. Even though she eventually gave up on him because Yun Yi gave up on her, Yun Yi had, after all, received the true love of Chan Zhen that he had never had.
After they parted at the hunting ground, he was restless and couldn't rest until he saw her again at the palace banquet on New Year's Eve.
He let her get drunk and deliberately sent Yun Yi away. He finally got the chance to look closely at her flushed face from drunkenness in the deserted palace.
Chan Zhen looked at him with hazy eyes, and she was incredibly obedient in his arms. For the first time, he felt at a loss, and could only hold her soft body stiffly, not even knowing where to put his hands.
But the next moment he was struck by lightning, and his whole body felt as if a basin of cold water was poured over him, and he quickly became cold and quiet.
"Your Highness..."
Chan Zhen called him His Highness, the person she could rely on so obediently, but the person she saw in her eyes was not him, but his son Yun Yi.
He pinched her face with his hands a little forcefully, forcing her to look up and get closer to him.
"Who are you calling? Who do you see?"
His sullen and jealous look frightened her to tears. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She cried softly and aggrievedly, but still called him, "Your Highness..."
Her tears fell on his hand, burning him so much that he felt a little pain.
He withdrew his hand expressionlessly and stared into her eyes which were silently filled with tears. She was so fragile that he could pinch her waist with one hand and hold her in his arms.
"Yes, just think of me as Yun Yi."
After a long time, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He assumed Yun Yi's identity and allowed his shameful thoughts to grow deep in the unknown palace.
He took this matter to his grave and no one knew about it until his death.
He didn't care about her contact with Yun Yi, he only cared about whether Chan Zhen was thinking about him.
"Zenzhen." He wrapped his arms around her tightly, but carefully avoided her abdomen.
Zen didn't understand why, but subconsciously hugged his broad shoulders.
"In this life, you, Yuan Zhao, and I will surely be together forever."
"Yuan Zhao, is this the name Your Majesty chose for this child?" Chan Zhen felt inexplicably fond of the name when he heard it.
"Yes," Chen Dingyao held her shoulders with both hands and looked into her eyes, "This is the name I chose for our child."
Yuan means king and Zhao means light.
His expectations for this child were placed in the name from the very beginning.
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