Chapter 562: Finally... I can take a break tonight
Lan Xiyue looked at the table full of carefully prepared dishes, and felt that the aroma had become a burden, and her stomach was churning again.
She sighed, stood up and walked towards the bed in the inner room: "Chuchun, Chuxia, call An Yi in, you can share the food on the table, don't waste the kindness of the Eastern Evildoer."
Chuchun looked at her master's pale face and the barely touched bowl, rubbing her hands anxiously. "Master, are you really not going to eat a single bite? How can your body bear this?"
Lan Xiyue shook her head.
Chu Xia had already walked quickly to the bedside, tucked in the corner of the quilt for Lan Xiyue, and said softly, "Then you can rest first, my master. If you are hungry at night, even at the third hour, just call me and I will go to the kitchen to make you something hot."
Lan Xiyue hummed softly and closed her eyes, with a lingering look of fatigue between her brows.
Chuchun and Chuxia looked at each other, sighed silently, carefully put the almost untouched food back into the food box, quietly retreated, leaving the space to their tired master.
They were going to the next room to eat, so they could be ready to be called at any time.
After the door closed lightly, Lan Xiyue's figure on the bed suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, she was already in space.
The fresh scent of grass and trees instantly dispelled the nausea in my chest.
She walked to the gurgling spiritual spring. In the crystal clear water, several fat fish were wagging their tails leisurely.
She squatted down, scooped up a handful of cool spring water with both hands, and drank it in small sips.
The clear and sweet liquid slid into my throat, as if carrying a strange soothing power, and the stubborn churning feeling in my chest and abdomen miraculously subsided a little.
Lan Xiyue simply stopped going out, and the space became quiet and peaceful.
She walked to the large and comfortable jade bed covered with soft brocade mattress and lay down in her clothes.
A majestic, snow-white white tiger came over at some point. It was keenly aware of its owner's discomfort, and its huge head lay meekly beside the bed. Its golden-brown eyes stared at Lan Xiyue quietly, and a low, soothing purr came from its throat, like the most loyal guardian.
In this world that belongs only to her, Lan Xiyue's tense nerves finally relaxed, and her consciousness gradually sank into a peaceful sleep.
Time is like quicksand between fingers, and a few days pass in a flash.
Lan Xiyue tried taking the appetite-stimulating medicine soup carefully prepared by Dongfang Ming, and also tried the prescription she made herself to relieve morning sickness, but both had little effect.
The annoying morning sickness not only did not improve, but became more and more severe. Often, she would just barely swallow a few mouthfuls of food and then vomit all over her body. Her face became paler and more haggard.
Only by drinking the clear spiritual spring water can one gain a moment of peace and slightly suppress the overwhelming feeling of nausea.
She was secretly puzzled, wondering if this body was particularly sensitive to pregnancy, or if the little life in her belly was too "lively", or if there was some other reason.
That day, no matter how worriedly Dongfang Ming tried to dissuade her, Lan Xiyue still insisted on setting off.
Dongfang Ming had no choice but to ride his horse and guard the side of the carriage tightly.
The car window curtain was lifted by a bare hand, revealing Lan Xiyue's slightly thinner profile.
Dongfang Ming immediately rode closer, his tone filled with heartache: "Sister Yue'er, look at you these past few days. You've lost a lot of weight and your complexion is pale. You should be resting now. Why are you rushing around?"
The cool spring breeze blew across her cheek, bringing a touch of freshness.
Lan Xiyue took a deep breath, as if the flowing air could dispel the suffocation in her chest. "Staying in that small room of the inn, facing four walls all day, feels even more suffocating. The carriage moves slower, so it's not as bumpy. We can just walk and see the scenery along the way, enjoying this winter scenery. It will actually open up my mind, which is much better than just sitting there."
Seeing her insistence on opening the window for some fresh air, and hearing her say that the heater in the car was blazing, Dongfang Ming had no choice but to compromise. However, he still couldn't help but warn her, "Then I'll do as you say. Just be careful and don't catch a cold. Your body can't handle it."
Lan Xiyue nodded.
At the same time, on another dusty official road, a man and a horse were galloping at lightning speed.
Mo Liyuan traveled day and night, riding his horse at full speed for days. He was covered in dust, his handsome face was full of fatigue, and his eyes were bloodshot, just to arrive a moment earlier.
Finally, as dusk fell, the familiar outline of Jinling City appeared in his bloodshot vision.
The city gate was in sight, and he felt relieved. Just as he was about to urge his horse into the city, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of his horse like a ghost.
"Master!" the secret guard knelt on one knee. His voice was remarkably clear in the silent night, yet it carried a hint of nervousness that was difficult to conceal. "The princess and her entourage... departed Jinling City at 9:00 AM today."
He felt the icy air above his head stagnate instantly, and the oppressive feeling that almost became tangible. His voice unconsciously became lower and lower, and finally became almost inaudible.
Mo Liyuan tightened the reins, and the tall horse stood up and let out an anxious neigh.
He sat upright on his horse, the air pressure around him suddenly dropping to freezing point when he heard those last few words.
The fatigue accumulated from days of running around and the disappointment and anxiety that surged at the moment collided fiercely, making the already stern face look even more gloomy and terrifying in the dim light.
He pursed his lips tightly, his jawline was as if it had been cut by a knife or an axe, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the reins were faintly bulging.
The night wind blew up his black cloak covered with dust and frost, making a rustling sound, as if it also brought a biting chill.
After all... it's still a step too late.
Mo Liyuan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly tightened the reins. He was about to whip the horse again and rush into the dark twilight regardless of everything.
"Master!" Tianyi's voice was filled with barely concealed anxiety and worry. He steeled himself and rode forward, blocking Mo Liyuan's path. "Master, you've been traveling day and night these past few days, and several horses have died of exhaustion! And you've... you've barely slept a wink! Even a body made of steel can't withstand such torture!"
He looked earnestly into Mo Liyuan's bloodshot eyes, which were still as sharp as an eagle's. "It's getting late now, and the princess and her entourage must have found a place to rest. Blindly chasing after them now will not only tire us out but also be ineffective. It would be disastrous if we missed the exact news."
How about...how about we rest in Jinling City for a night, and I'll go and change horses, so that you can recover a little and gather your strength, and then set out tomorrow morning?"
Mo Liyuan pursed his thin lips, his jawline as if carved by a knife.
The night wind lifted the hem of his black cloak, making a rustling sound, making the aura around him seem even colder and harder than iron.
He was silent, his eyes sweeping solemnly over the equally exhausted secret guards behind him and the horses panting heavily under them.
After a moment of dead silence, he finally nodded almost imperceptibly, which was considered as tacit agreement.
Tianyi's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down and he let out a long sigh of frosty heat.
Finally... I can take a break tonight.
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