Chapter 50 "I'm pregnant with your child."...
"I see." He seemed to have confirmed something, and chuckled softly, "What a twist of fate."
Leng Cuizhu had no mood to talk to Si Qing at the moment; she only felt angry at being played: "They said that you and the county princess are engaged."
Why didn't you ever tell me this?
"county……"
Leng Zhen's expression was strange. After her pupils trembled for a moment, she raised her eyes and stared coldly at the man and woman in front of her.
“Sister, I haven’t found a suitable opportunity yet… I don’t know how to tell you this,” Si Qing sighed. “Besides, the county princess has been missing for many days, so I’m afraid this marriage can’t go through, and I’ll have to be a widower for the rest of my life.”
"sister……"
Leng Zhen's face turned deathly pale.
Ignoring Si Qing, Leng Cuizhu turned to Leng Zhen, who was muttering to herself, and said, "Zhenzhen, go back to your room first and take Nuomi back with you."
Why?
“The sun is so nice now, can’t we let this child get some more sun?” Si Qing blinked. “He’s just a child, he can’t understand what we’re talking about. Or is it that our relationship is something shameful? We haven’t done anything immoral.”
"...Mother, I'm going back."
Leng Cuizhu finally smiled: "Alright."
After Leng Zhen left, her face fell: "Otherwise what? Is our relationship legitimate...?"
“I don’t understand why you’re getting close to my son, and I don’t want to understand. I just hope you won’t get close to him or my husband again. You’re going to ruin my family. Think twice before you act like this, and don’t make things so awkward for everyone.”
The man's brows furrowed tightly, his eyelids immediately reddened, and a pool of tears welled up in his eyes, his face etched with sorrow.
"You want to break off our friendship?"
“No, of course not.” She shook her head and took the man’s hand. “My lord, it’s sunny outside. Let’s go inside and talk.”
She hadn't been home for a long time, and the furnishings in the house were exactly the same as when she left, except that there were a few more pieces of clothing on the spotless bed, all of which she didn't usually wear.
She was exhausted from walking such a long way back, so she sat down on a chair to rest as soon as she entered the house. Si Qing looked around and walked to the bedside to fold her clothes.
"Don't you have any servants at home?" he muttered. "It seems you live a very frugal life."
"It's alright. When I was in the building before, I was never served by servants. I can do all the things, big and small, myself. Why would I need servants?"
"But you, my lord, are of noble birth; you shouldn't be doing such rough work."
The man looked down, his face flushed: "It's not like it's the first time I've folded your clothes..."
"Didn't I always fold your clothes before? How come you've become so distant with me after only a few days apart?"
"He instigated it?"
"A relationship that can only be maintained by taking medicine, I dare not approach again..."
"Take medicine?" the man asked, tilting his head, a few strands of hair falling over his shoulder. "What medicine?"
"Sister, can you explain this more clearly? I don't understand these things. Did your husband need to take his medicine, or did you secretly give it to me?"
"You...you clearly drugged me! You made me like that..." she said angrily, "How can you turn the tables on me?"
"I thought..."
"What did you think?" The man grabbed the blue cassock from the bed, held it up to his eyes, looked at it from left to right, and carefully folded it. "Did you really think you could go there so many times a day? Without any external help?"
"The medicine won't do any harm, so why can't you take it? Were you having a bad time those few days...? I thought you were doing quite well, I didn't expect it to cause you so much trouble."
"And what about that Gu poison?" she asked, blushing. "What kind of Gu poison did you put on me?"
"insanity?"
This time, Si Qing didn't play dumb: "...You know?"
"How could you cast a spell on me! I trusted you so much back then," she sniffed, feeling wronged as she thought about the days she had spent at the Yin residence. "You look so innocent and harmless, how could you be so wicked?"
"...Sister, I'm sorry." The man lowered his eyes, tears streaming down his face. "I was too hasty, too eager for your body, after all, I don't have much time left..."
“Actually, I hated you a lot when I was young, but I couldn’t help but depend on you. I dreamed every night about the scene of you pinning me down and forcing me that night.”
"At first I thought it was terrifying, but later I looked forward to dreaming about you every day. I couldn't even wait until nightfall; I would close my eyes and imagine you were by my side."
"I shouldn't have struggled that night. I should have listened to you... Would you have liked me a little more then?"
Since that night, Si Qing naturally hated her, hated that she, like those others, treated him as a joke for amusement.
After hatred came an overwhelming longing. He desperately needed someone to hold him tight in the lonely nights, so he took the endless nightmares she gave him as solace.
At least at that moment, their bodies were intertwined, she held him in her arms, and she would never abandon him.
She must love herself, right?
Otherwise, why would she willingly kiss his forehead?
Because of her, Si Qing could only find love in certain moments—the moments when they were intimately intertwined.
So he repeatedly recreated the scenes from his dreams, just in order to find love.
Only by doing it relentlessly can love be found.
She frowned as she listened, and seeing that Si Qing was becoming increasingly obsessed, she said, "Young Master Si, I was indeed wrong about what happened before. But, as you know, I am just a prostitute. I serve you according to the amount of money the customer pays. Your brothers repeatedly told me to serve you well, so I could only do as they said."
"I didn't know you were so young, nor did I know it was your first time doing something like this... I thought your fear was just a kind of unusual pleasure..."
She was a little incoherent: "After all, there were quite a few people your age who came to brothels. The customers were all patrons from childhood to old age. Besides, your brothers were like that in bed, so I thought you were too... I really thought you were just not feeling well. I didn't expect it to be your first time, and I wanted to finish quickly, so I accidentally hurt you..."
“Sister, there’s no need to explain,” Si Qing smiled, wiping away her tears. “I won’t take revenge on you.”
"On the contrary, that night with you is something I'll never forget."
"Doing this kind of thing is really comfortable. Before I saw you, I would relieve myself while doing it, thinking that I might never see you again in this life."
"I haven't seen you these past few days, and I've been taking care of myself by myself, using the herbal medicine you left behind, which is cold and hard... and the scent of you on it is getting weaker and weaker."
"...Huh?" Her vision blurred. "What are you saying... How vulgar."
Just moments ago the sky was clear and blue, but now a light drizzle has started to fall, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier, showing no signs of letting up.
The man walked over, took her hand, and stroked the back of her hand.
"Sister, I miss you so much."
"You must miss me too, right?"
He bent down and kissed the tip of her lips, his eyes sparkling.
"It's raining, so don't rush back to see him."
“We’ll do it on the floor, I’ll hold you, and we can wipe away any stains. He won’t notice, and neither will your son.”
“If we do it a few more times, the curse will naturally be lifted. Really, I’m not lying to you.”
Seeing that the woman didn't react, he buried his face in her chest and kept pleading, "Then, just this once, the last time... okay? I promise I'll never bother you again."
"You won't even give me a moment's pleasure?"
Si Qing has only been gone for a short while.
Her heart softened, and she gave in to her wishes.
She thought she would be safe at home, but she was too naive and overestimated her physical strength.
She didn't stay entangled with him for long before she tilted her head back and fainted, collapsing into the man's arms.
When she woke up again, she was still lying on the floor, but on a soft carpet, her back itching from the friction, her dark hair trembling.
Her cool, long hair fell down, a few strands landing on the bridge of her nose, which she gently brushed aside.
Just as she was about to speak, her eyes were suddenly covered.
Even if she doesn't look, she knows perfectly well what's going on.
"Si Qing, why are you doing this again?"
"How did you bring me here? Does my son know I'm gone?"
"Why aren't you answering?"
"I……"
The man's voice came from near and far: "He doesn't know, he doesn't know either... Don't think about them anymore, okay?"
Leng Cuizhu's lips moved, but she couldn't utter a word.
All the chaos turned into deathly silence.
"I told you, I don't have much time left, so... I really want you to be by my side, at least for most of this month, okay?"
"If you can, please answer me."
She couldn't speak.
She remained silent, and the man pressed so hard that the veins on the back of his hand covering her eyes bulged, and the skin between her eyebrows turned red.
“I am engaged, but that girl is younger than your son. I have never met her and I do not like her. I have only seen her portrait, and her features are somewhat similar to yours... But she is not you, and I cannot use someone else as a substitute for you. I only want you, only you.”
"I just love having you with me."
"Stay with me, okay? Let's enjoy life together, like this for the rest of our lives."
"Answer me quickly."
He released his grip on her waist and placed his hand on her neck, carefully stroking the bruises that had mostly faded.
"How could he treat you like this..."
The man bent down and kissed her reverently, licking away the sweat on her body as if it were a precious treasure. Then he licked her wounds, from the taut veins on the side of her neck to the hollow of her neck, and gently touched her collarbone.
"Well……"
She craned her neck.
"Si Qing, stop..."
"It seems too late."
After she finished speaking, she indeed trembled and collapsed, unable to feel anything else, as if shrouded in a fog.
The sounds around me were also hazy.
"See, I know you so well."
How would she go to see it?
Her eyes were still covered.
"Like a kitten...it would be even better if it had whiskers."
The man's fingertips touched her face, silently tracing her features.
After a while, withdraw your hands.
Only then was she able to glimpse the light.
As soon as she opened her eyes, the man took off his cloak and wrapped it around her body, covering her face as well.
"Si Qing... what's gotten into you again?"
Her voice was very soft, as if she were barely hanging on.
"Sister, you haven't answered me yet."
The hot breath she exhaled from her lips sprayed onto the cloak, unstoppable.
"Half a month...half a month won't do, that's too long..."
Is it long?
It's too long.
There are thin calluses at the base of my fingers, and every time I touch the base, it rubs against them, and every time I touch the base.
"Okay... I'll stay with you for half a month."
"But my child..."
The man clicked his tongue softly.
"Your child?"
"Why do you care so much about that child? He's old enough; he won't starve just because you leave. Besides, he's not only yours, but also that man's. It's not like the child's father has died."
"It is our children who have endured more than a decade without their mother's company."
"...Our child?"
“Yes,” he replied, “I’m pregnant with your child.”
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Author's Note: There is no male pregnancy plot. Si Qing is simply mentally unstable.
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Red envelopes will be dropped in this chapter!
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