"I heard that Lady Wusu is also pregnant. Can you accept that?" the Eighth Prince's wife asked almost impatiently.
He Yue paused for a moment, then smiled again, leaning back in a relaxed manner: "There are some things that haven't been figured out yet, and I don't want to draw conclusions too early, but I trust my intuition. Even if one day... that's a matter for the future, and has nothing to do with the present."
The Eighth Prince's wife closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, she smiled bitterly: "You really did fall for him. None of us sisters can escape it."
"Why run away?" He Yue stared at her intently, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Since you're here, make the best of it. Sister, have you ever shown any sign of backing down from Eighth Master?"
The Eighth Prince's wife was speechless, her eyes deep, and in the end she just shook her head and smiled: "Fine, you've always been stubborn, and once you've made up your mind, no one can change it. I hope you won't regret it."
He Yue thought to herself, "Do I regret it? At least I don't regret it now. Who knows what will happen in the future?"
After seeing off the Eighth Prince's wife, Heyue's smile gradually faded, replaced by a touch of sadness.
When did she and her sister reach this point? They used to be inseparable, but now there's a rift between them, and they can no longer open their hearts to each other.
That evening, upon learning that Heyue had met with the Eighth Prince's wife, Thirteen was clearly displeased: "Eighth Sister-in-law is too scheming. Why do you still associate with her?"
Even though she was saddened by the change in her relationship with her sister, Heyue couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and retort, "Why can't I associate with my eighth sister-in-law? You're judging a gentleman by your own petty standards!"
Meeting her angry gaze, Thirteen felt a pang of resentment. She actually accused him of being petty? For the sake of Eighth Sister-in-law, who was always trying to sow discord between him and his wife.
"Is she really that good? Is she worth all this protection?" The tone that came out was sour, with a hint of accusation.
As soon as He Yue spoke, she realized her words were too sharp, but she couldn't control her temper. Hearing his words, her anger flared even more, and she glared at him angrily: "My brother and sister-in-law are like a mother to me, how could you say such a thing?!"
"What kind of sister-in-law is she? Second Sister-in-law and Fourth Sister-in-law are!" Thirteen's eyes widened, and he was furious, arguing with her like this for the first time.
"You!" He Yue was furious, but also felt wronged. She reached out and grabbed his ear, glaring at him fiercely: "Are you tired of living?!"
Thirteen covered his ears, feeling extremely annoyed, but worried that she would get angry and harm her health, so he dared not lash out: "Let go of her!"
He Yue sneered: "Apologize to me immediately!"
Thirteen's suppressed anger suddenly ignited. Carefully avoiding her stomach, he pressed her down on the bed, his eyes burning with fury: "I won't apologize!"
He Yue tightened her grip, and Thirteen winced in pain, but remained stubbornly unwilling to admit defeat.
A moment later, He Yue suddenly released her grip on his ear, pushed him away, turned over and lay down with her back to him, her voice muffled: "Go away! I don't want to see you!"
In the past, if Thirteen saw her like this, he would have felt heartbroken and apologized to make her happy. But at this moment, he was consumed by anger and jealousy and had no sense of reason at all.
Hearing her tell him to leave, he was even more furious, gritting his teeth and leaving without saying a word, getting out of bed and slamming the door behind him.
Hearing the door slam, He Yue felt a tightness in her chest. She patted her stomach, sneered, and said, "Go and never come back!"
Do you think you'll speak softly to him just because you're pregnant with his child? Dream on!
She stopped thinking about him and fell asleep without realizing it.
In a daze, she felt a pair of strong arms carefully wrap around her waist. Smelling the familiar scent beside her, He Yue subconsciously wanted to get away, frowning impatiently.
The arms around her waist were tight, refusing to let go, and a murmured voice whispered in her ear: "It's my fault, I apologize, please don't cry."
Thirteen had only been gone a short while when her anger gradually subsided, replaced by regret. She was pregnant; how could she have been angry with her? What if she was upset and it affected her pregnancy?
Thinking of this, my mind became a mess, and I immediately turned back.
When he saw her curled up alone on the bed, her cheeks streaked with tears, he felt a pang of heartache. He hugged her and apologized, saying, "It's my fault, I apologize. Please don't cry."
Did she cry? Where did she cry? She wouldn't cry!
He Yue was furious and scratched his face with her claws. She could faintly hear a gasp, but he still wouldn't let go.
After a long time, Heyue got tired and sleepy, so she stopped struggling and fell into a deep sleep.
I opened my eyes and immediately saw a familiar face in front of me, with a clear scratch on his right cheek. He was fast asleep.
He Yue was furious when she thought of what he had said last night. How dare he climb into her bed in the middle of the night?
Without the slightest pity, she raised her foot and kicked him down.
With a "thud!", Thirteen clutched his head, gasped in pain, and groggily opened his eyes.
He found himself not lying on a soft bed, embracing his beloved wife, but lying alone on the floor, feeling utterly lost.
The next moment, he heard a painful groan. Following the sound, he saw Heyue clutching her stomach, curled up in pain. He was terrified and rushed forward to hug her, anxiously asking, "What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"
He Yue was filled with remorse, and even more furious upon hearing his words. It was all his fault! He had caused her to move too much and upset the baby.
She glared at him fiercely, gritting her teeth: "Let go!"
"What's wrong? Master, go and call the imperial physician!" Seeing her pale face, Thirteen was filled with remorse. He blamed himself for losing his temper with her and immediately called Hailan in.
"Take good care of the princess, I'll go and fetch the imperial physician!"
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