Seeing this, Li Xinzhai thought to himself that something was wrong and hurriedly helped Tang Chen to sit down in the corridor beside him: "What's wrong? Is she about to give birth? Didn't you say she's still a few months away?"
Tang Chen was sweating profusely, and with a distorted expression, he looked at Li Xinzhai and said, "No, nothing, don't be too nervous. Well, it's just that this child is too noisy, and I'm a little uncomfortable."
...Tang Chen rested in the corridor for a long time before she slowly recovered. When her face looked less bad than before, Li Xinzhai dared to pick her up and asked, "How are you? Are you feeling better? Do you want me to take you to see the eldest brother?"
When Tang Chen heard this, he didn't agree at all and quickly declined, "No! No, really!"
Li Xinzhai looked at Tang Chen with clear eyes, without saying a word, until she shifted her gaze elsewhere, then he said: "...Tell me honestly, do you still want this child?"
Tang Chen lowered her head tightly, and her facial expression could not be seen. After a moment, Li Xinzhai heard her say in a low voice:
"Take me back, I'm sleepy."
She couldn't move into the room Tang Chen knew so well anytime soon. She couldn't stay in Meiwu, or anywhere near the scent of forsythia. She could have stayed in the Princess's residence as head lady-in-chief. If she hadn't asked Qinghe to stay with her, she and Lianxin wouldn't be separated by the Yin and Yang. Her murderer had gone to the underworld to pay her apology, but her heart could never find peace.
Tang Chen lay on the bed with a weary look on his face, caressing his bulging belly while muttering to himself, "Stop messing around, I won't abandon you."
As soon as the words fell, the fetus, which had been noisy just now, slowly calmed down. Tang Chen couldn't help but smile lovingly: "Isn't it possible that I'm pregnant with Nezha? It's so obedient, yet also naughty."
Inside the palace, the lights gradually dimmed. Wang Ruo crouched on the railing at the edge of the cliff, standing quietly in the cold wind, looking at the place where Wang Zhen had once lived, loved, and protected.
Only after the moon was completely covered by dark clouds did Wang Ruo collect his thoughts, take out the key, and once again push open the door of the room that contained all of Wang Zhen's past memories.
Looking at the dazzling array of messy things in the room, Wang Ruo couldn't help but sigh. Wang Yanzhou was indeed a filial child. If Wang Zhen said that something couldn't be moved, then it really couldn't be moved. Wang Zhen was really just like the Wang Zhen she knew. He didn't like to clean up and would pile up everything.
Although it may be difficult to find, maybe I can find something interesting, such as some non-mainstream diary written by Wang Zhen. Thinking about it this way, finding a notebook doesn't seem so difficult.
"I remember there seems to be a notebook here." Wang Ruo searched the dusty room for a long time until dawn finally found the notebook in the corner that was used as a pad for the corner of the table: "Found it..."
She remembered Wang Zhen's final words: this notebook was the fruit of her life's work, and it would surely come in handy when needed. But after carefully examining it over and over again, she found nothing remarkable. "I thought I'd find some clues, but it turns out to be just graffiti. Who created that South Vietnamese artillery? It doesn't look like something from this era. Could there be some truly extraordinary person in South Vietnam capable of such a feat? That seems unlikely."
After Wang Ruo placed the note close to her body, she stood on the cliff and began to think seriously and solemnly: "Could it be Yao Chen... No, it's impossible. He has been under my nose all this time. It can't be him. Although Xihe successfully made high explosives in Xiaoshan, the stability is extremely poor. Who could it be? They say he is from the future like us, but why do I not want to believe it?"
Tang Chen hadn't seen Wang Ruo come to eat breakfast since he woke up early. After eating and drinking, everyone went back to their own business. When Wang Ruo came back with a serious look on her face, Tang Chen thought something serious had happened. He didn't dare to ask, so he could only try to maintain a professional fake smile and greet her: "Auntie, good morning."
Wang Ruo nodded slightly and said, "Good morning, I have something I want to ask you."
"What what?"
Wang Ruo continued, "During your time in Qingliang Valley, have you heard anyone mention a woman named Zhou Xiao'e?"
Tang Chen folded his hands and looked up at the roof, and began to search for this name in his mind: "Zhou Xiao'e? I seem to have heard of this name somewhere..."
After carefully confirming the name Wang Ruo mentioned, Uncle Wang reminded, "Madam, it seems to be the lady from Master Lin's family. Her maiden name is Xiao'e."
Tang Chen suddenly realized and said, "Yes, yes, Aunt Zhou lives at the foot of the mountain at Taohua Ferry. Follow the row of peach blossoms to the end, there is a thatched cottage. Do you know her?"
Wang Ruo shook her head and said, "I've only heard of her name. We haven't met much before. I heard of her great name when I was young and frivolous and wandering around the martial arts world."
Frankly speaking, Tang Chen was somewhat shocked. Lin Qinghui was fine, but Wang Yanzhou mentioned that Zhou Xiao'e seemed to be a maid from his fiancée's family. This maid had a reputation in the martial arts world when she was young. He wondered what kind of beauty the young lady that Old Man Lin had let down was. "Wow, that's amazing!"
Wang Ruo subconsciously wanted to ask Hua Wuxin to find out, but suddenly realized that he didn't seem to be here: "Wuxin... forget it, this is not his territory, and it's not convenient to investigate. Niece-in-law Achen, please ask someone to help me find out if this woman is still living here."
After Tang Chen nodded, he signaled Wang Bo to send someone to go to Lin Qinghui's thatched cottage to find out the news.
That afternoon, news arrived. Lin Qinghui and Zhou Xiao'e continued to live in seclusion in their thatched cottage, oblivious to worldly affairs. The raging war outside the valley had no impact on their lives.
Tang Chen said, "I've asked someone to find out about her. Ever since she and Lin Qinghui retired to Qingliang Valley, she hasn't left the house and has had little contact with people outside the valley. Why are you asking about a woman?"
Wang Ruo replied thoughtfully, "Nothing, I just wanted to eliminate a suspect. Okay, you get some rest. I'll go see where that jerk Hua Wuxin has gone."
Tang Chen said with a malicious smile: "Okay, if possible, please find out about the secret deal between him and Yan Shaoqing!"
Wang Ruo then remembered that there were some little secrets between the two men she had just met last night that she hadn't told them. "Don't worry, I'll tell you if there's anything new."
"Okay!"
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