She sensed his suspicion, but simply looked at him silently, without any extra expression.
Wan Qiyan suddenly flew into a rage, gripped her chin tightly, and looked down at her, saying, "Yan Zhen, if you were anyone else, you would have died a thousand times over."
After saying that, he quickly pulled his hand away from her, waved his hand, and turned to leave.
Looking at the increasingly haggard Yan Zhen, the maid Lian Zhi felt a pang of heartache and whispered, "Your Highness, this... this is a contraceptive soup that His Highness the Crown Prince sent over..."
Yan Zhen looked down at her lower abdomen and replied, "Okay, you can go out first! I'm a little tired, I'll drink later."
"Yes." Lian Zhi slowly withdrew.
Yan Zhen looked at the contraceptive soup on the table, laughed out loud, and tears involuntarily streamed down her face.
She picked up the medicine and poured it into the vase beside the bed...
Night falls.
Wan Qiyan continued to writhe on top of her, and the room temperature became extremely high.
He whispered in her ear, "Have you had your drink?" His tone was full of tenderness.
She was very well-behaved today, and he liked that.
Yan Zhen's face was flushed, and she breathed warm air from her mouth as she clung to him tightly. Her red lips touched his earlobe, and she murmured, "Mmm."
She gently rolled over, pinning him beneath her, and they made love passionately.
The voice was soft, but clear enough to be heard: "Ayan, don't forget me."
...
The next day.
Yan Zhen looked at Wan Qiyan under the bed with reluctance, her eyes filled with boundless love.
She spoke slowly, her tone pleading: "Ayan, I want to go back to the manor for a visit."
"May I?"
"Okay, come back soon."
"good."
...
evening.
News came from outside the palace that the Crown Princess had been captured by bandits while praying for blessings on the mountain, and her fate was unknown...
The news struck like a bolt from the blue. Wan Qiyan seemed to have lost his soul, struggling to suppress his trembling voice as he said, word by word, "I want to see him alive, or I want to see his body."
Tears silently streamed down his face, "Yan Zhen..."
I can't live without you~
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