Wan Qijin's voice was slightly hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time, which made Tu Shan Lingxi feel a little uncomfortable. She asked with concern.
"Your Majesty the Imperial Advisor, your voice sounds hoarse. Are you ill?"
"It's nothing."
Wan Qijin no longer cared about his voice; he just stared at Tu Shanlingxi, unsure whether he should ask the question.
Tu Shan Lingxi was stared at like that, her incredibly clear eyes and long, butterfly-like eyelashes blinking beautifully.
Her hair was wet and clung to her face, her snow-white skin was almost transparent in the sunlight, and her chest was incredibly alluring, tempting him.
If it were the usual Wan Qijin, he would have softened long ago, and might even have pulled the person into his arms without hesitation, kissing them until they were breathless.
but--
Wan Qijin was in a state of utter confusion and had no idea what to say.
A sudden gust of wind rose from the mountaintop, rustling the man's sleeves and causing his white hair to flutter wildly in the wind, making him appear ethereal and incomparably handsome.
The man seemed unaffected, but the little fox was suffering terribly. Although it was early summer, the little fox was soaked to the bone.
A gust of wind blew, and the little fox shivered instantly from the cold. Its face turned pale, and it looked extremely pitiful.
"It's so cold...it's so cold..."
The little fox was preparing to transform into its original form and use its fur to keep warm when, unexpectedly, it found itself draped in a warm cloak.
Then, the Imperial Advisor picked her up and carried her directly to his bedroom.
Wan Qijin's heart was in turmoil, but even in her turmoil, she couldn't bear to see Tu Shang Lingxi suffer. Her heart ached more and more, and her mouth tasted increasingly bitter.
Tu Shan Lingxi was completely unaware of this; she thought she had hidden herself well and hadn't revealed anything.
Little did they know, the Imperial Preceptor had known everything simply by taking their pulse.
The little fox was completely unaware of all this; she was still in the dark. Having not seen the Imperial Preceptor for so long, she was naturally overjoyed.
She took the initiative to talk to Wan Qijin, wanting to say something casual to show her intimacy.
Tu Shan Lingxi's soft, sweet voice rang in Wan Qijin's ears. That voice, which used to warm his heart, now only brought him bitterness.
"Wan Qijin, you're really cured! It seems the seclusion was effective. That's wonderful!"
"Um."
Wan Qijin gave a faint "hmm," his face expressionless, which showed just how much the little fox had driven the Grand Preceptor to.
She was completely unaware of this, her fair little hands clinging tightly to the man's shoulders as she excitedly whispered in his ear.
"If we had known that seclusion would make you better so quickly, we wouldn't have gotten married. We could have let you recuperate in seclusion."
"If you won't marry me, who else does Xi'er want to marry?"
Wan Qijin tightened his grip on her, his heart skipped a beat, and it felt as if something was tugging at his mind, and the string that had been taut snapped.
His voice carried an inexplicable chill, instantly making Tu Shan Lingxi feel a sense of crisis.
She's been unusually sensitive lately. When she senses danger, she instantly stiffens her little body, her eyes filled with suspicion.
"Why do you say that, Grand Preceptor? You are so kind, of course I like you and am willing to marry you."
"I see."
Wan Qijin was comforted by Tu Shan Lingxi. Regardless of whether what she said was true or false, as long as she was still willing to coax him, he would believe her.
A hint of warmth returned to the Grand Preceptor's purple eyes as he hugged the little one in his arms tighter.
Then, he gently placed Tu Shan Lingxi on the bed and did not forget to use a cleaning spell to have her cleaned up.
Tu Shan Lingxi lay on the warm jade bed, her delicate white feet raised, covered with a quilt, feeling refreshed and extremely comfortable.
"Hey—, it's still more comfortable here."
She spoke without thinking, but the listener took it to heart. She unconsciously uttered a sigh, which Wan Qijin heard and took to heart.
A strange light flashed in his purple eyes, stirring up ripples before finally returning to calm.
...
After a long silence.
After hesitating for a moment, the Imperial Advisor still told the little fox the news that she was pregnant.
He sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked her relatively flat stomach, his voice softening.
Because there's a little fox cub here that's his own, of course he, as the father, has to take good care of it.
"Xi'er is pregnant with our child. She should take good care of herself from now on."
"!"
Tu Shan Lingxi was taken aback. She first glanced at Wan Qijin and saw his serious expression, which was not fake.
She looked down at her lower abdomen, her small hand quietly touching it, as if she were murmuring to herself, or perhaps seeking confirmation from Wan Qijin.
"I...have a little fox?"
Tu Shan Lingxi was still in shock when, after a while, she suddenly remembered something.
She once got drunk, and it seems she was with Yin Changling...
Tu Shan Lingxi didn't know how the Imperial Preceptor had figured it out, so she cautiously asked him.
"Your Excellency, do you know... how many months has it been?"
Forgive the little fox for being guilty and having no confidence at all, so she could only look at Wan Qijin with such a cautious gaze.
Wan Qijin's heart sank. He was now certain that his guess had basically come true.
That extra child must have been conceived about two weeks ago, when I was in seclusion. How could it possibly be mine?
But looking at Tu Shan Lingxi's wary eyes and the way she protected her stomach...
Wan Qijin chose to keep it a secret. He couldn't let the little fox run away with another wild man. If he revealed the truth, he would only push her further away.
"Don't worry, I have already checked your pulse. It has been more than a month, so you must have conceived when we got married."
"That's good……"
Upon hearing this, the little fox suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, I knew it," she thought, "how could I possibly get pregnant so easily, since I only had that one time?"
Moreover, if he really wasn't the Grand Preceptor's child, how could he possibly accept him? He would have thrown me far away long ago.
Once Tu Shan Lingxi understood this, she became happy again, and like nothing had happened, she leisurely swung her little feet.
However, Tu Shan Lingxi underestimated Wan Qijin. He had no choice but to admit it, because he knew that he couldn't live without the little fox.
Wan Qijin was burning with rage. She had already cursed that damned wild man a thousand times in her heart and wished she could find him right now and kill him!
When he calmed down and looked down, he happened to see Tu Shan Lingxi's expression change from tense to calm.
Wan Qijin felt both angry and amused, and asked a question with an ambiguous meaning.
"What's wrong, Xi'er?"
"It's alright, it's alright!"
Tu Shan Lingxi quickly shook her head, pulled up the blanket, and pretended to be asleep under it.
After a while, her breathing became even, and she actually fell asleep. Wan Qijin found it amusing and helped her tuck the blanket in, his purple eyes full of doting affection.
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