Another month passed in the blink of an eye, and Cui Yulu still hadn't heard any news about Fu Xiaoyu. Instead, the entire capital was busy with Prince Yu's wedding.
The whole of Kyoto was filled with an extraordinary festive atmosphere.
"What are you still hoping for? Do you still think that Fu Xiaoyu will be with you?"
Zhao Qing reminded him in a cold voice.
Why did you enter my house so quietly again?
Cui Yulu glared at him angrily.
"I told you I would protect you and wouldn't let you suffer."
Zhao Qing stayed beside her and said softly.
"Stop talking nonsense. I don't believe you. You and that Qiao Qiao are in cahoots. This is all a scheme you two devised. Don't think I don't know. What's the point of you saying all this to me now?"
"Although I relied on Qiao Qiao's help to some extent, my feelings for you are genuine. You have to believe me. It's useless for you to keep waiting for Fu Xiaoyu. He won't give up the greater good of the country for you."
Cui Yulu glanced at her disdainfully: "So what? What does it have to do with me? I just want to give birth here before leaving. Everything here has nothing to do with me."
"Can you really handle Fu Xiaoyu marrying someone else next month?"
"This is none of your business. Mind your own business."
These past few days, Fu Xiaoyu has not come to see Cui Yulu, nor has anyone come to deliver the divorce papers, which has made Tuoba Xuan and Du Sanniang somewhat anxious.
"What do you think Fu Xiaoyu is trying to do? He's been making us wait here without coming over to explain, while they're busy preparing for the wedding. Does he think we're made of clay?"
Du Sanniang said angrily.
I used to think highly of Fu Xiaoyu, but I never expected that what he did was so underhanded.
"I guess something's holding them back. We can't push them too hard. We can't always interfere in these kinds of things. It's best to let them solve it themselves."
“Right now, Yulu’s belly is getting bigger and bigger, and she’s getting heavier and heavier. Even if we want to leave, we’ll have to wait a while. Go see Fu Xiaoyu tomorrow and tell him about Yulu’s situation. Let him know about the child. He’s a father, after all. How can he not care at all?”
San Niang has been spending all her time with Yu Lu these past few days. It's clear that she still hopes Fu Xiaoyu will come to see her, but she's just being stubborn and unwilling to say it.
"If Fu Xiaoyu comes, wouldn't Yu Lu suffer even more?"
“Yulu is just stubborn. Things that need to be resolved should be resolved. Listen to me, it’s good to have him come and take a look.”
Tuoba Xuan held San Niang's belly and kept looking at it with eyes full of love and affection.
"What are you looking at? The child is angry and has kicked me several times!"
"This child is definitely a martial arts prodigy. I must nurture him well in the future."
Du Sanniang glared at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I don't want my child to be like you, a brute."
"How could my offspring not be like mine? That's impossible, they will definitely be like mine."
Tuoba Xuan said with a proud expression.
Third Sister chuckled lightly and didn't say anything more. This man was a simpleton, but quite interesting nonetheless.
Cui Yulu watched the two bickering from afar, her expression somewhat dazed; this was the life she longed for.
After a meal, the two of them can bicker together, with their child by their side, chatting about life and nature – wouldn't that be wonderful?
But all of this could never be achieved.
Cui Yulu sighed softly and went straight back to her room without disturbing them.
Lately, she has been feeling increasingly sluggish, and she gets out of breath after walking just a few steps, making her less and less willing to move.
Since that day, Fu Xiaoyu has been seriously ill, and Qiao Qiao has been taking care of him.
However, my body is becoming increasingly weak, and my memory seems to be getting worse.
Sometimes I even forget things.
"Your Highness, it's time to take your medicine."
Fu Xiaoyu looked at the woman in front of him with a somewhat dazed expression, as if they had known each other for a long time, yet also as if they were complete strangers.
Qiao Qiao looked at his expression and couldn't help but sneer.
But when he looked at her, she quickly changed to a gentle expression.
He slowly fed Fu Xiaoyu the herbal medicine.
I've been taking this medicine for half a month now, it's about time it took effect.
He will gradually forget Cui Yulu, and even the Heart-Connecting Gu will be useless then.
This was her own secret recipe, and she had to do it for the sake of her happiness for the rest of her life.
Although she sometimes felt sorry for Cui Yulu and Fu Xiaoyu, she was helpless.
It's just that the baby in her belly came at such a good time; the father had died, and a new baby had come to take over. It was God helping her.
If it weren't for Fu Xiaoyu, she would have been punished by Chen Tan in the Utopia tribe.
Fortunately, she managed to save this war god prince, thus ensuring her and her child's lifelong wealth and honor.
Who are you, and why are you here with me?
Fu Xiaoyu looked up at Qiao Qiao with a puzzled expression.
She knew this was his way of fighting the poison in his body and trying to clear his head.
But all of this was in vain; once the wedding was over, she could make him strong again.
Therefore, she was not worried about Fu Xiaoyu's weak appearance at this moment.
"Your Highness is quite the joker. You don't remember that I am your princess? It seems Your Highness is quite ill."
"Your Highness, are you my Your Highness?"
He was still full of doubt, unable to believe that the woman in front of him was his queen.
"Otherwise what? I was the one taking care of you while you were unconscious. Have you forgotten all that?"
Suddenly, a face flashed into Fu Xiaoyu's mind, a face completely different from the woman in front of him, a face that he felt was the warmest.
He liked her face, but he couldn't remember her name.
"Your Highness, are you thinking of that ungrateful woman again? She abandoned you and had a child with another man. Your Highness, please don't think about her anymore."
Fu Xiaoyu felt a terrible headache coming on. Her words seemed to have a magical power, pouring into her ears word by word.
She betrayed herself. Yes, she was with another man and had a child. She didn't want herself anymore.
Just as Fu Xiaoyu was about to lose her temper, the butler suddenly came to report that someone was looking for her outside.
Fu Xiaoyu tidied her clothes and went out to meet Tuoba Xuan.
Qiao Qiao clenched her fists and watched his retreating figure with a cold smile.
I must win this time.
I will never let him think of Cui Yulu again.
In his mind, Cui Yulu was a promiscuous woman.
So she urgently summoned Zhao Qing. Since he was unwilling to let Cui Yulu fake her death to fool Fu Xiaoyu, then it would be good to let Fu Xiaoyu think that she was a promiscuous woman.
The next part of the story still requires Zhao Qing's cooperation; otherwise, how can Fu Xiaoyu completely give up on Cui Yulu?
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