Speaking of which, she found it unbelievable and ultimately attributed it to the good deeds and virtues she had accumulated in her past and present lives, which had led her to encounter a peerless great man like Wende. She could not find any other reason, and as for the ten-lifetime predestined love that her master had mentioned, she did not believe it at all.
It wasn’t just Lv Luo, Sister Jin and the others also widened their eyes in shock as they looked towards Yang Mengchen, their faces filled with astonishment, "Crown Princess Consort, how could you..."
They never expected the Crown Princess Consort to have moments of self-doubt. Although the Crown Princess Consort came from humble beginnings, she was supremely intelligent and immensely talented; no woman in the world could compare with the Crown Princess Consort. The Crown Prince and the Crown Princess Consort were a match made in heaven, a beautiful couple destined to be together.
"Do you think I am worthy of the Crown Prince?" Yang Mengchen raised her eyes to look at them: "Then, do you think Lv Luo is worthy of Jiang Zhongxun?"
Few, like Sister Jin, nodded their heads, having spent so many years with the Crown Princess Consort, even Sister Jin’s own notions about social hierarchy had become blurry.
Lv Luo was still somewhat hesitant.
Yang Mengchen smiled and said, "Jiang Zhongxun has already solemnly promised me and Wende that in this lifetime, he will only have you as his wife, and he will cherish you, love you, and protect you!"
Pressing her lips tightly together, Lv Luo still did not agree.
"I hope you will consider this carefully, and not miss out on a good man because of those extrinsic factors."
Yang Mengchen did not press further, realizing she couldn’t change Lv Luo’s mindset so quickly but she was puzzled. She and her brothers had never instilled any notion of rank and hierarchy in the Elite Guards, so why were all the Elite Guards like this? Without focusing on Lv Luo and a few others, even those Elite Guards who had already earned merits were the same. At the beginning, she had only told the Elite Guards not to betray the Yang family but never intended to bind them because of this.
Unable to understand, Yang Mengchen could only attribute it to the feudal ancient society they were living in, where people were ingrained with these concepts from childhood. However, she had neither the energy nor the courage to change it, considering the turmoil that had occurred recently. She did not want to be truly regarded as a monster in disguise.
Looking at the sun, she estimated that Long Xuanmo would be back soon. Yang Mengchen asked Hai Tang and Mo Mei to help her return to her room.
Yang Mengchen lay on her side on the soft couch: "I’m going to rest for a while. Notify me when the Crown Prince returns." With those words, she closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.
Hai Tang gently covered Yang Mengchen with a blanket and stood watch with Mo Mei, while Sister Jin and a few others tiptoed out.
Long Xuanmo returned from his official duties and seeing Sister Jin and the others waiting outside, he knew his beloved wife must be resting. After going to the bathroom to wash up, he returned to the bedroom and sat down by the bed.
Hai Tang and Mo Mei quietly left, sensing the moment was intimate.
Gazing at his beloved wife, Long Xuanmo gently stroked her prominently rounded belly, his eyes full of tenderness, affection, and remorse.
Feeling the warmth on her belly and the familiar presence, Yang Mengchen slowly opened her eyes, a smile appearing on her face.
Carefully helping Yang Mengchen sit up and then placing thick soft pillows behind her for comfort, Long Xuanmo sat beside her, holding her hand and looking deeply into her eyes, "Ah Jiu, why would you think you’re unworthy of me?"
"I am truly unworthy of you." Noticing Long Xuanmo’s stern look, Yang Mengchen composed herself, "Leaving aside external factors, I haven’t always treated you well, even used... hurt you, yet you have always stood by me, treasured me, indulged me, and even confronted your father for my sake, it’s all so good that I always feel like I’m dreaming. Can you tell me why?"
He lifted his beloved wife’s hand to his lips, brushed a kiss upon it, and then enveloped it within both of his palms. Long Xuanmo solemnly said, "Silly Ah Jiu, why didn’t you ask me earlier if you had doubts? Why did you keep it bottled up inside you for so long?"
"I didn’t dare." Those softly spoken three words revealed the depths of Yang Mengchen’s heart; indeed, it was Long Xuanmo’s boundless indulgence that made her feel it was all too surreal.
Knowing all too well the shadows cast upon his wife’s heart from her past life, Long Xuanmo felt an intense hatred towards that man, wishing he could grind his bones to dust. Right now, what mattered most was dispelling his beloved’s inner turmoil.
"I won’t hide it from you. Since childhood, I’ve witnessed those seemingly kind but actually vicious and ruthless women in the palace. As a result, I’ve detested women from the bottom of my heart, always keeping my distance from them, naturally excluding the Royal Grandmother, my mother, and my imperial sisters;
However, you are utterly different from those women. You live genuinely—liking what you like, loathing what you detest, never wearing a mask. You are forthright and protective with those you care about. I was drawn to you uncontrollably, wanting to become someone you cared for, to enjoy the feeling of being protected by you;
As my understanding of you deepened and I realized my feelings, I knew I wouldn’t let go. A woman of true and splendid character—if I let go, I would regret it my whole life. I know I am selfish, but I will never let go of your hand!
As for status, as long as it’s someone I love, no matter the status, I will welcome them in marriage, and no one can stop me!"
Seeing that his wife did not believe him, Long Xuanmo smiled indulgently and said, "I was in battlefields since the age of ten, lived through countless life-and-death situations, and have long been indifferent to it all. Naturally, I dislike those frail and incapable women, or those who pretend to be clever but are actually foolish, or those scheming women. As for my Ah Jiu, you are calm and composed, truly endearing, skilled in both literary and martial arts, extremely intelligent, and possess exceptional wisdom and strategy..."
"Stop!" Yang Mengchen promptly interrupted Long Xuanmo.
Although women like to hear sweet nothings, and she was no exception, if she let Long Xuanmo continue, even she would start to feel like she was not mortal, but a deity. After all, no one is perfect. To be so lavishly praised by Long Xuanmo, she felt as if she had not a single flaw.
Long Xuanmo was momentarily speechless: "In summary, Ah Jiu is the most extraordinary person under the heavens, incomparable to anyone! Of course, in this world, only you and I are the most suited for each other!" He summed up in two sentences.
Fondly rolling her eyes at Long Xuanmo, Yang Mengchen leaned into his embrace, tears welling up in her eyes with emotion and relief.
After a long silence from his wife, Long Xuanmo asked gently, "Doesn’t Ah Jiu believe me?" If Ah Jiu still didn’t believe him, he truly didn’t know what to do.
"I believe." Yang Mengchen answered softly, "It’s because I believe you that I asked you. I won’t think wildly anymore."
Upon hearing her words, Long Xuanmo’s heart bloomed with joy. He gently embraced his wife, a captivating smile spreading across his face.
After instructing Sister Jin and others to prepare a meal, Long Xuanmo attentively made sure his beloved ate and drank well before eating himself. Then, he helped her to the garden for a walk. Since the rebellion had been quelled, he had spent every afternoon at home with his wife and child. After waking from his nap, he would meticulously massage his wife’s legs while talking to their unborn child, telling stories, reciting poetry, playing the flute... meticulously following through with the prenatal education his wife had mentioned.
On the fifteenth day of the second lunar month, Princess Kangqin gave birth to a healthy baby boy named Long Muran.
Upon receiving the happy news, Long Xuanmo and Yang Mengchen visited Princess Kangqin and the child. Unfortunately, during the baby’s first-month celebration and full-month ceremony, Long Xuanmo, together with Sister Jin and others, firmly prohibited her from attending, saying there would be too many people, and they worried about her getting bumped. In the end, they had to send a generous gift through Sister Jin. free𝑤ebnovel.com
Time flew by, and it was March. Yang Mengchen was busy preparing gifts for Lu Ningshuang’s soon-to-be-born son and for Long Yingtong’s coming-of-age ceremony. Sister Jin walked in with a solemn face, prompting Yang Mengchen to ask in confusion, "Who has upset Sister?"
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