Her thoughts raced through her mind like wild horses, and Ye Yunyao recalled how her beloved had inexplicably made an excuse to leave when she was hosting a banquet for Prince Jinrui Zhao.
At that time, she naively thought that he might have some unspeakable difficulties, and did not pay much attention to it.
Looking back now, he probably had a guilty conscience, knew that his actions were shameful and dared not face King Zhao, who could see through everyone's secrets.
He was terrified that his despicable behavior would be exposed to everyone on the spot.
In recent years, he has meticulously prepared soups for everyone in the household every month, his busy figure seemingly considerate, but he himself has been deliberately excluded.
The vice ministers in the mansion were all able to enjoy this "special treatment" without realizing it.
At the time, she had even argued with her husband about this, feeling that he was biased and didn't care enough about her, and she was filled with resentment and dissatisfaction.
At that moment, it was as if a dazzling light had illuminated a dark corner of her mind, waking her up from a dream.
That medicine must have been secretly added to that seemingly ordinary soup, which actually contained a hidden secret.
Ye Yunyao slowly lowered her eyes, staring blankly and bewilderedly at her lower abdomen.
That place, which should have been filled with the joy and hope of new life, now filled her with mixed feelings, as if all the seasonings in the world had been overturned.
Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty flavors intertwined like a surging tide, churning in her heart, making her feel agitated and at a loss.
She didn't know how to face this sudden, devastating truth.
They don't know how to accept that the person they once loved so deeply was so hypocritical, selfish, and cruel.
All of this made her feel like her life was an absurd nightmare, and she is still trapped in it to this day, unable to extricate herself.
They can only struggle in this quagmire of suffering, searching for a glimmer of possible liberation.
Upon hearing such a shocking secret, Qin Qianluo was filled with doubts, which surged like a turbulent tide, and she couldn't help but relentlessly press for answers.
"Does such a medicine truly exist in this world? And look at that man, his demeanor is elegant and composed, and his speech is refined and extraordinary."
His every gesture exudes a refined and courteous air, making him a truly respectable gentleman.
Who could have imagined that beneath this seemingly gentle and refined exterior lay such a sinister, ruthless, and chilling mind?
Minister Ye's love for children is so intense and profound that it is common knowledge, and I have even heard about it.
Her earnest longing for her child was like parched earth in spring, yearning for the nourishment of rain—sincere, intense, and deeply moving.
But he, as the intimate bedmate of Minister Ye, could only watch helplessly as Minister Ye suffered year after year on his quest for a child.
Unable to fulfill her dream of becoming a mother, doesn't she feel any turmoil in her heart, or even the slightest bit of heartache?
She claims to love Minister Ye to the extreme, but how can such cruel and heinous behavior possibly reflect her so-called love?
Such distorted, deformed, and almost pathological 'love' is like a gleaming, cold blade, truly chilling.
Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's remarks, Feng Qingyun couldn't help but show a strong look of contempt on her face, and she curled her lip in disdain.
Her expression seemed to be one of spitting out the ugliest and most disgusting things in the world, and her eyes were filled with deep contempt and disdain for the man.
She gently shook her head, letting out a helpless yet poignant sigh, before slowly speaking.
His tone was heavy with regret: "Hmph, what kind of deep affection is this, where we're bound together by life and death, with unwavering devotion?"
It was nothing more than a power struggle filled with scheming and intrigue.
Ye Yunyao held a prestigious and powerful official position, wielding considerable influence and manipulating events in the imperial court.
For his family, it was undoubtedly a towering tree that could shelter three generations, bringing them endless glory, wealth, and power.
Perhaps when they first met and fell in love, his heart was indeed like a spring breeze rippling across a lake, stirring up some ripples of love.
But as time went by, the allure of power and profit, like the whispers of a demon, gradually eroded and clouded his true nature.
That once pure and beautiful love has unknowingly changed, becoming a tool and means for him to satisfy his desires and seek personal gain.
His so-called friend who helped prepare the medicine was actually a mediocre person with little skill, a hollow reputation, and a half-baked knowledge.
The drugs he concocted appeared to render other men infertile, but in reality, they were like a double-edged sword concealing deadly poison.
While it has an effect, it also causes incalculable and irreparable damage to the user's body.
Take Ye Yunyao's current pregnancy for example; the situation is truly precarious and worrying, and there's a high chance it won't survive.
Unless she can make a decisive move and find another way, bringing a few more new vice ministers into the household, thus adding a sliver of hope and chance for having an heir.
Or she could seek a healthy, upright husband who could provide her with genuine love and happiness.
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