After saying that, Xihe stuffed the small teacups in her hands back into Yaochen's arms. Yaochen asked, somewhat confused, "...What are you doing?"
Xihe looked towards the direction where Yaochen's voice came from, raised his head and smiled: "This is for you. The master said that today is your birthday."
Yao Chen's hand holding the cup trembled slightly: "Is this made for me?"
Xihe explained: "Master said that cooking is good, with food and drink, and it has good meaning. Next time, I will definitely do it well next time."
Yao Chen looked at the plain teacup in his hand, then raised his head to look at the crescent moon in the sky. Once upon a time, there was someone who had prepared a birthday so meticulously for him. He wondered if that person, as promised, had transformed into the stars to guide him at this moment.
Xihe could not see the expression on his face, she could only hear his heartbeat and breathing, which started from suddenly intense and gradually became soft.
After a long time, Yao Chen turned around and looked at the big tree near the earthen kiln, then he said softly: "Xihe, thank you."
Only after the two of them walked away, talking and laughing, did Wang Ruo and his husband, who had been hiding in the tree, jump down from it. Wang Ruo straightened his sleeves and said, "I knew they had some clues, but you're different."
At this moment, the master's heart was extremely conflicted. As Wang Ruo had said, he had been opposed to the matchmaking between Xihe and Yaochen from the very beginning: "Master, you must think clearly. Xihe and I...in the end, all we can leave for Achen may be nothing more than a dream."
Wang Ruo said nonchalantly, "So what? It's enough for me to have such a dream in my life."
The light in her eyes was something he rarely saw. He had done everything in his power to stay with this woman a little longer, and he didn't want his sister to experience the bitterness and pain. However, after all these years, he still had a question in his mind: "So, you already have such a dream?"
"Didn't I answer this question a long time ago?" After saying that, Wang Ruo happily set out on the way home humming a little tune.
The gentleman stood there, a pale moonlight still draped over his shoulders, and said helplessly and self-deprecatingly: "...Yes, you already gave me the answer a long time ago."
The person she loves and the person who loves her have become a dream they often meet many years ago.
...Back in Qingliang Valley, ever since Wang Yanzhou learned of Tang Chen's pregnancy, he'd been considering things more comprehensively than before, and his concerns had intensified. Nanyue was still blocking the way outside Qingliang Valley, and arrangements within the valley hadn't been fully finalized. But Wang Yanzhou would find time to return to see Tang Chen every day, though most of the time it was late at night when Tang Chen was asleep.
Apart from Wang Yanzhou, the person who cares most about Tang Chen in Qingliang Valley is Li Xinzhai, although Tang Chen doesn't see him often.
After Li Xinzhai slacked off from the military camp, he, as usual, hid outside the house and quietly watched Tang Chen. Mo Yu had no objections for the first few days, but his attentiveness forced him to give him a warning: "Come on, you're running here three times a day, and you're sneaking around. I really don't understand you. You act like this is your child."
Li Xinzhai rolled his eyes at Mo Yu, and after confirming that Tang Chen was still eating well today, he said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense!"
Mo Yu leaned against the wall with his hands folded, and reminded: "I can see through your little tricks, but I don't know if the person you are dealing with can see through them."
"……Shut up."
Mo Yu sighed helplessly and patted Li Xinzhai's shoulder gently. Even if others didn't know about the little thoughts in his mind, didn't he know it? It was just that he was worried about this and that. "Don't worry, although I don't have much experience, I am a well-read medical person, so I can take care of a pregnant woman."
Li Xinzhai naturally knew his abilities. Now that Shen Xin was gone, he was the only doctor he could trust. "She is really important to me. You must keep her safe."
In Mo Yu's memory, Li Xinzhai rarely entrusted someone to him with such seriousness. The last one was Li Bo. After so many years, he never expected that there would be another person who could make an assassin give up his old profession. "...Our childhood friendship seems to be even less than the few years you've known each other. I'm increasingly curious about what happened between you two."
Li Xinzhai simply smiled knowingly and said, "Well, this is a long story. Once this matter is over, I'll buy a few jars of good wine and then tell you slowly."
"good."
… Before dawn, the only sound in the silent palace was the gentle footsteps of the patrolling guards. Lian Qiao was sound asleep when she was awakened by Tang Chen's anxious call: "Lian Qiao, Lian Qiao!"
After Lian Qiao was sure that she was not dreaming, she turned over and rushed into Tang Chen's bedroom without even putting on her shoes. As soon as she entered, she saw Tang Chen lying on the bed with his hands on his chest and sweat all over his body: "Oh my God, what happened to you!"
Tang Chen didn't know what was wrong with him. He was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt anxious and had a headache, as if something bad was about to happen. "I, I suddenly felt a little anxious and uncomfortable."
Seeing Tang Chen like this, Lian Qiao thought to herself that this was not good. She didn't know the art of medicine, so she had to send someone to take a look. "Someone, come here! Madam, please hold on for a while. I'll go find Master Mo right away!"
When Mo Yu was pulled out of bed by Lian Qiao, he was still in a trance. If he hadn't slept very soundly tonight, Lian Qiao's life would have been in his hands. If that happened, he would have a hard time explaining it to Tang Chen and his crow.
Just as Mo Yu hurried over to check on Tang Chen, a series of deafening noises suddenly came from somewhere. The sound waves cut through the darkness and brought the first ray of light at dawn.
Tang Chen patted his pounding heart rhythmically and asked, "What's that sound?"
Mo Yu closed his eyes and checked his pulse, saying, "...This is a sound that has nothing to do with you. Don't talk. It will disturb me."
When the noises stopped, Mo Yu slowly opened his eyes. Lian Qiao saw that he had finished and hurriedly asked, "How is it? Is everything okay?"
Mo Yu nodded and said, "It's a small problem. I can modify the previous pregnancy-maintaining pharmacy and add some tranquilizing medicine into it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lian Qiao had already prepared the brush, ink, paper and inkstone. Mo Yu gestured for Tang Chen to lie down and rest, then left quietly.
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