Yue Jiang and Jing Yan were discussing inviting friends when Jing Yan's thoughts drifted to the topic of spies.
Yue Jiang knew that Xiange came from the Moon Kingdom, but her specific mission was to convey her loyalty to the Moon Kingdom, which had nothing to do with the Jing Kingdom, so she shouldn't be targeted for no reason.
Yue Jiang looked down at her bulging belly. She was a princess of the Yue Kingdom, representing the marriage alliance between the Yue Kingdom and the Jing Kingdom.
She currently has a good relationship with Jing Yan and hasn't been passing on any Jing Kingdom secrets behind his back. Even if she dared to do so, Yue Kingdom might not dare to accept them.
Talking about spies is hurtful; I certainly don't belong to that category.
"Jiang'er, haven't you thought of it yet?" Yue Jiang had been lost in thought for a long time, and Jing Yan was getting a little anxious. He clenched his fist and woke Yue Jiang up.
Yue Jiang was pulled back to her senses, but Jing Yan's tone was exactly the same as when he tested her in the camp.
Perhaps due to the tense situation among the nations, the Moon Kingdom, being a neutral party, would not rashly sever ties with other countries even if it had a marriage alliance with the Jing Kingdom.
Jing Yan might be uneasy about Yue Kingdom's practice of associating with everyone, and thus worry about his own choice.
The warmth from Jingyan's palm gradually transferred to Yuejiang's palm, making her palms sweat. Yuejiang thought of how, even though Jingyan hated the Feng family, he only punished the women and children of the Feng family by making them work in the mines.
This is probably the fate of spies!
Yue Jiang looked up at Jing Yan, her voice trembling with apprehension.
"Mining...mining?"
Jing Yan knew Yue Jiang would answer correctly, and he smiled faintly.
“That’s right. In the past few decades, human resources were precious in Jing Kingdom. They wouldn’t take people’s lives indiscriminately. They would only send the evildoers to the mines to prevent them from having contact with the outside world.”
"The same goes for spies. Moreover, the situation in Jing Kingdom has improved, so I will not be lenient with spies. If I find any, I will not let them off lightly."
After Jing Yan finished speaking, he clearly watched as Yue Jiang's expression gradually changed from relaxed to stiff, and finally she fell into panic.
He figured Yue Jiang was willing to be honest with him, so he wouldn't scare her. He couldn't very well be so heartless as to send his own child's mother to work in the mines.
Jing Yan waited patiently for Yue Jiang to be honest with him, waiting for a breath, two breaths, three breaths...
He saw with his own eyes Yue Jiang wrapped her arms around his neck like vines, desperately seeking protection, her voice filled with anxiety.
"Your Highness, are there spies in our Eastern Palace? Could they harm our child? I'm afraid."
Jing Yan: "..."
Yue Jiang's unexpected answer left Jing Yan stunned for a moment. Did Yue Jiang herself not know whether there was a spy or not?
Are you so afraid because you think you're easy to fool?
"Your Highness, are there any spies in the Eastern Palace? I'm really scared, my stomach is even hurting."
Yue Jiang clutched her abdomen, looking terrified, biting her lower lip tightly as if enduring immense pain.
The unexpected situation caught Jing Yan off guard. His calm expression quickly turned somewhat flustered. Had he really frightened Yue Jiang?
At this moment, Jing Yan no longer had the courage to test the waters. He hurriedly patted Yue Jiang's back to calm her down, his voice trembling slightly, though he was unaware of it.
"Jiang'er, there are no spies in the Eastern Palace. Breathe well and don't be nervous."
While comforting Yue Jiang, Jing Yan also gave orders to the people outside.
"Someone, quickly call Shang Yu over."
Yue Jiang nestled in Jing Yan's arms, listening to him anxiously working on it again and again. She felt a surge of relief and let Jing Yan deliberately test her.
"Your Highness, don't try to fool me. Why did you bring up spies for no reason? If the Eastern Palace is safe, then who are the spies?"
“Aren’t all the people in the East Palace Jing…” She stubbornly refused to believe Jing Yan’s words, deliberately assuming that he must be lying to her.
It wasn't until Yue Jiang got to the important part of the conversation that she belatedly realized what was happening, and her heart sank even further into despair.
Yue Jiang, her face streaked with tears, stared at Jing Yan in disbelief, uttering each word clearly.
"Apart from me and Yichun Palace, there are no other outsiders in the entire Eastern Palace. It turns out that Your Highness suspects me as a spy, believing that I want to bring disaster to the Jing Kingdom."
"If that's the case, why should Your Highness care about me? Let me suffer with the child to death."
"Don't talk nonsense." The current situation is too different from what Jing Yan had imagined. His original intention was to have an open and honest conversation with Yue Jiang.
Little did she expect that it would frighten her so much that she had a stomachache, and that Yue Jiang's emotions would become uncontrollably agitated.
"What nonsense have I been spouting? No wonder Your Highness beat around the bush for so long; it turns out you were testing me."
"I love Your Highness so much, yet Your Highness still doubts me. What is the point of this?"
Yue Jiang struggled to sit up, but Jing Yan held her firmly down and asked with concern, "Isn't it a stomachache? Where do you want to go?"
"I am a spy, how dare I stay in Your Highness's arms?" Yue Jiang pointed to the floor under the bed, determined: "I will kneel on the ground now, either to wait for Your Highness's judgment, or to suffer the pain to death."
Just as Yue Jiang was about to put one foot on the ground, Jing Yan pulled her back forcefully. Yue Jiang, seeing that things were going well, buried her face in his chest and sobbed, saying nothing more.
"Crown Princess..."
Upon hearing the Crown Prince's urgent summons, Shang Yu rushed over.
As soon as he stepped through the door carrying his medicine box, before he could even speak, he saw the Crown Princess leaning against the Crown Prince, who was holding her tightly.
Exhausted and dazed from running, Shang Yu shook his medical kit, somewhat speechless, upon seeing the situation: "Is it serious?"
"Stop talking nonsense, the Crown Princess says she has a stomachache, come and take a look," Jing Yan immediately beckoned Shang Yu in.
Shang Yu didn't dare to dawdle. He entered the room and began to take Yue Jiang's pulse. When he had taken her pulse for a while, he studied Yue Jiang's complexion and talked about the problems.
"The Crown Princess's emotions were too volatile, her face was flushed abnormally, and her breathing was slightly rapid. She almost had a miscarriage. Otherwise, there's nothing serious. Just continue taking the previous medicine to prevent miscarriage."
Jing Yan: "Is your stomachache alright?"
"Abdominal pain?" Shang Yu was about to withdraw his hand to continue taking the pulse, but he couldn't find the cause and didn't think that Yue Jiang would pretend to be in pain, so he had no choice but to ask.
"What are the symptoms of the Crown Princess's abdominal pain? Is it constant or intermittent? Is it still hurting now?"
Yue Jiang was faking it, vaguely saying, "It hurts every now and then, or it feels like it's always hurting, but it doesn't hurt anymore now."
"Strange, the pulse doesn't seem to be anything wrong," Shang Yu muttered, frowning. As he focused on thinking about the reason, his gaze inadvertently fell on Jing Yan.
When Yue Jiang was being temperamental, she tugged at Jing Yan's clothes several times. Jing Yan was concerned that Yue Jiang didn't have time to tidy herself up. Shang Yu looked at his clothes, then at Yue Jiang's half-disheveled hair.
He combined this with the question Jing Yan asked him when he took Yue Jiang's pulse some time ago, and suddenly he understood the root of the problem.
Shang Yu blushed and asked, "Has the Crown Princess been feeling tired at night lately?"
When Yue Jiang heard Shang Yu ask this question, and saw with her own eyes that his face was unusually rosy at such a young age, she roughly guessed what he was thinking.
"Tired," she nodded shyly, glancing at Jing Yan deliberately, and emphasized in a low voice, "So tired."
Upon hearing this, Shang Yu realized that was indeed the reason. He glanced at Jing Yan with a complicated expression, hinting at something.
"Your Highness, there's a limit to how much you can rush things. The Crown Princess is carrying your child. How can you be so reckless!"
Jing Yan: "..."
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