When Qing Yue woke up, she heard that Chu Yan was not there. She became alert and immediately begged Rong Wan to go out.
"Mother, we're not going to the capital. We just want to go out for a walk with you. It's been almost two months, and I haven't even left this yard. Brother Ayan only allows me to stroll at the foot of the mountain. I'm almost suffocating!"
Rong Wan sat in the house, sewing clothes for the children.
She calculated that it was now four months old and the baby should be born in the spring of next year. She had nothing to do, so she made some cotton clothes for the baby in Yue'er's belly.
"Where are you going? The prince has ordered that you are not allowed to run around, especially since you are pregnant."
Rong Wan put down the needle and thread in her hand.
Qing Yue sighed, "Let's go to the temple and burn some incense. I'll pray for the baby."
Qingyue touched her belly.
Rong Wan couldn't bear to refuse when it came to the baby. She had been there before. Thinking of Yue'er feeling suffocated in the yard, she finally sighed and said, "Alright, then mother will go with you to pray. We'll come back after that."
"Mother is so kind..."
Qingyue responded with a smile.
I originally lived at the foot of Nanjiao Temple, and could enter the temple by following the small path.
Qingyue and Rongwan entered the temple together. There were not many people coming to the temple to ask for divination at this hour, so Qingyue took Rongwan's hand and walked up the stairs step by step. After entering the hall and praying, they could also ask for divination.
Under the maple tree, Feng Ling, dressed in a black brocade robe, stared blankly in the direction of Qing Yue...
"Yue'er is pregnant with Chu Yan's child..."
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Feng Ling's gaze was fixed on Qing Yue's waist, and then his eyes became redder and redder. He suddenly bent down and whimpered.
He thought about Yue'er and Chu Yan being together...
But I never expected to get pregnant.
His phoenix eyes were red as if they were about to bleed. These days he had been decadent and miserable, drunk every day and self-destructive. When he finally came out and wanted to see Yue'er, he never expected to see such a scene.
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After going up the steps, you can enter the hall. The door of the hall is open and Buddhist music is lingering. Some people are smiling happily after asking for fortune, while others are frowning and looking thoughtful.
Qingyue seldom thinks about those messy things these days. Her head is empty. Except for occasional boredom, her life is indeed like a god's.
Parents are by your side and your husband is your protector.
Not only can they not return to the capital, but it is also said that the assassin has not been caught yet, causing panic among the people in the capital.
The eldest brother is stationed at the border all year round and leads troops to fight. Therefore, Qingyue lives at the foot of Nanjiao Temple Mountain, and she likes to come here to pray and draw lots, to bless her eldest brother, her family, and her brother Ayan with peace and happiness, and now she has a baby in her belly.
"Mrs. Rong."
A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, low and sad.
He didn't dare call Qingyue's name, but still couldn't help wanting to see her, because this was the opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time.
Qing Yue and Rong Wan, who had just walked up the stairs, were both stunned. They subconsciously looked back and saw Feng Ling standing there. He was thin and pale, and his eyes were bright red, as if they were blinded by the wind.
Rong Wan's fingers trembled slightly. She hadn't seen Prince Yu for nearly two months. She never expected that he would suddenly appear in Nanjiao Temple. She subconsciously looked at Yue'er beside her, and even her fingers tightened unconsciously.
Feng Ling's eyes fell on Qing Yue's face almost greedily.
Her cheeks were still beautiful, and seemed to be a little rounder. He stared at her, but he didn't even dare to look at her belly.
"This humble servant greets Prince Yu."
Rong Wan finally came to her senses and hurriedly saluted.
Qingyue also bowed following Rongwan's movements.
"No need to be so polite."
Feng Ling said in a hoarse voice.
Rong Wan helped Qing Yue to her feet, her gentle features hesitant to speak, "Prince Yu, are you here to burn incense?"
In fact, everyone knows it in their hearts.
"Um."
Feng Ling nodded, and a word came out of his throat. He still couldn't help looking at Qing Yue.
Qing Yue's impression of the Prince Yu in front of her still remained on the scene a month ago when he had a fight with Brother Ayan. Her expression remained indifferent. For some reason, she felt annoyed and panicked every time she saw Prince Yu.
It was a very oppressive and suffocating feeling, so much so that she felt a little irritable.
"Mom, let's go."
Qingyue tugged at Rongwan's sleeve, her brows twisted with a hint of impatience.
"Prince Yu, I will take my leave first."
Rong Wan nodded and said to Feng Ling.
"Wait, wait..."
Feng Ling spoke suddenly. He had prepared a lot of words, but the moment he saw Qing Yue's belly, he swallowed them all back.
Qingyue and Rongwan paused and subconsciously looked up at him.
Feng Ling opened her mouth and wanted to ask how many months had passed, but her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't utter a word.
No matter how many months it is, it can't be his child...
He had only had sex with Yue'er once, to help him detoxify.
"No, nothing happened."
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