He looked at the letter in his hand, then glanced at his confidant who was keeping his head down and silent.
After a moment, he handed the letter back, saying in a cold tone, "Send the letter and do as she wishes."
The confidant was stunned and a little surprised, but did not dare to ask more questions. He quickly took the letter and retreated cautiously.
Shen Yuhan leaned back on the carriage seat and closed his eyes, but the coldness in his heart lingered for a long time.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
The carriage was bumpy all the way, swaying on the bumpy mountain road, and the wheels made a creaking sound as they rolled over the rugged stone road.
Fang Qingyue sat in the car, her brows slightly furrowed, her hand gently stroking her bulging belly, her face as pale as paper.
The fetus in her belly seemed to be restless due to the bumpy ride, and she could feel waves of dull pain coming from her lower abdomen.
"Qingyue, what's wrong with you?"
Shen Yuhan happened to come in and saw that she looked unwell. He immediately leaned over and looked at her with worry in his eyes.
His hand gently covered the back of her hand, his tone was anxious but he tried his best to suppress his emotions.
Fang Qingyue forced a faint smile and comforted him, "It's nothing, just... a little uncomfortable. It might be because the road was too bumpy."
Shen Yuhan's heart tightened and he immediately ordered the driver to slow down.
But he knew that such a slowdown would not fundamentally solve the problem.
Fang Qingyue is nearly six months pregnant, and the health of the fetus in her womb is of vital importance to her.
However, her physical condition is obviously unstable at the moment. If she continues to travel such a long distance, it may have a bad impact on the fetus.
Fang Qingyue herself knows this.
She frowned, her eyes showing a hint of hesitation, and finally said: "Shen Yuhan, I'm afraid I need some herbs to help me with my pregnancy."
"Otherwise...I'm afraid it will be difficult to continue this journey."
Shen Yuhan said without hesitation: "Don't worry, I will definitely find medicine to protect the fetus. You rest well here and wait for my news."
After he finished speaking, he immediately ordered his servants to ask around to see if there were any suitable medicinal herbs nearby.
However, they were now traveling in a desolate wilderness with few villages and towns around, and it would be extremely difficult to find the herbs to maintain pregnancy in a short period of time.
"My Lord, there is no medicine shop nearby. This area is deserted and it is difficult to find herbs."
His subordinates hurried over to report, with troubled expressions on their faces.
Shen Yuhan frowned slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
He was already impatient to wait, and upon hearing such news, he became even more anxious.
But he did not blame his subordinates. He just asked in a deep voice: "Have you heard whether there are any wild medicinal herbs in the mountains nearby?"
The subordinate hesitated for a moment and replied, "There is a rumor that there is a medicinal herb called Antaicao in the mountains near here, which is very helpful for pregnant women to maintain a stable pregnancy."
"But this herb is extremely rare. We need to go deep into the mountains to pick it, and the mountain roads are steep. It's probably not an easy task."
After hearing this, Shen Yuhan immediately made up his mind.
He stood up, straightened his clothes, and calmly ordered, "Prepare the horses, I will go and pick them myself."
The subordinates were shocked when they heard this: "My Lord, this is too dangerous! The mountain road is difficult to travel, why not leave the herbal medicine collection to us..."
Shen Yuhan's expression was resolute, and he interrupted his subordinates: "I will go in person, and no one needs to persuade me. Qingyue's safety is the most important thing, and I can't let her be in any danger again."
Fang Qingyue was shocked when she heard Shen Yuhan was so determined. She thought he would send someone to do it, but she didn't expect Shen Yuhan to go to collect herbs himself.
She felt a little uneasy and shook her head gently, saying, "No need to go through so much trouble. Just let the men go."
Shen Yuhan walked up to her, leaned over with a gentle look and spoke softly.
"Qingyue, I can't let you take risks."
"You need to rest. It's safest for me to go and collect the herbs myself. Just wait for me to come back."
After saying this, he turned and left, mounted his horse without hesitation, and galloped into the depths of the forest with several attendants.
Fang Qingyue looked at Shen Yuhan's receding back, and a complex emotion inexplicably surged in her heart.
She leaned against the soft cushion of the carriage, with a barely perceptible tenderness in her lowered eyes.
Over the years, he has always been the one she can rely on.
Even though there are countless secrets between the two of them now, Shen Yuhan has never changed.
She slowly closed her eyes and sighed softly.
This trip means a whole day of waiting.
As the sky gradually darkened, the carriage stopped outside a simple inn. Shen Yuhan and his followers had not returned yet.
Fang Qingyue felt a little uneasy. She looked out the window from time to time, hoping to see Shen Yuhan returning.
Finally, at dusk, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the inn.
"The Marquis is back!" one of his men shouted.
Fang Qingyue quickly pushed open the carriage curtain and saw Shen Yuhan returning on horseback with several followers.
Shen Yuhan was riding on horseback, and several followers behind him also returned.
They were all covered in mud and looked tired.
Shen Yuhan pulled the reins, turned over and dismounted, and his feet felt a little heavy when they landed on the ground.
His clothes were stained with sweat and dirt, and there were a few traces of mud on his face.
The hair on his temples stuck to his forehead, making him look particularly messy.
He held a cloth bag tightly in his hand, with a few green leaves sticking out from the corner of the bag. These were the pregnancy-stabilizing herbs he had been desperately trying to find.
Fang Qingyue's heart suddenly moved as she looked at Shen Yuhan, who was covered in dust.
Along the way, she had already had too many unspeakable struggles with him, but the scene before her slightly shook the cold and hard defense in her heart.
"Qingyue."
Shen Yuhan walked over to her side and saw that she was still sitting in the carriage. He immediately leaned over and whispered, "I found some herbs. It's okay. You'll be able to have a healthy baby soon. Don't worry."
Fang Qingyue looked down at the cloth bag he handed over, feeling a little sad.
Shen Yuhan had never been so embarrassed in front of her, but now it was for her health.
He even risked his life to cross mountains and rivers.
She couldn't help but whispered, "Why... do you have to go in person? Just send someone. You..."
Shen Yuhan locked his gaze deeply into hers, his voice gentle.
"I don't trust others with your and your child's safety."
These words made Fang Qingyue slightly stunned, and it seemed that something in her heart was slowly disintegrating.
Night fell quietly, and the surroundings were shrouded in a soft black curtain.
The inn next to the carriage was emitting dim lights, and Fang Qingyue was sitting inside the carriage.
He stared quietly at the cloth bag that Shen Yuhan brought back, with complicated emotions surging in his heart.
She never thought that Shen Yuhan would make such a sacrifice for her. Although she tried to remain calm, she could not hide the emotion deep in her heart.
"Thank you for your hard work." She whispered, with a hint of tenderness in her tone.
"It's worth it for you." Shen Yuhan replied softly, with concern in his eyes.
It seemed that as long as she was safe, that was his greatest wish.
Chi Yue asked softly, "Sister, we've found the herbs. What should we do now?"
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