The life swap begins with Consort Hua becoming Lady Qin.

Is it really possible for a man to have a child with a woman he doesn't like?

Langhua paused in her steps.

She was stunned at first, then her ears suddenly burned. She turned to look at Zhang Bihua, who still had a pair of eager eyes, which made Langhua feel both ashamed and annoyed.

This child!

How can you ask such questions?

Langhua opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know how to answer.

To say otherwise is clearly not true.

It's true, but it's really hard to say.

Finally, she could only slightly avert her eyes and mumble, "Probably...probably."

Zhang Bihua pursed her lips, seemingly lost in thought.

Langhua took a deep breath and continued walking forward.

She managed to suppress her embarrassment, but after taking only a few steps, Zhang Bihua suddenly spoke again.

"Then... can a woman give birth to a child with a man she doesn't love?"

Langhua slipped and almost stumbled.

"Your Majesty!"

Yu Die and the palace servants were all startled and quickly stepped forward to support her.

Langhua finally regained her footing, turned around to look at Zhang Bihua, feeling both ashamed and angry, her face showing a rare hint of uncontrollable emotion.

Zhang Bihua belatedly realized that she might have said something wrong, and quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth.

Her eyes kept blinking, clearly still not having received an answer, and she was still preoccupied with it.

Langhua was both annoyed and amused by her gaze, so she simply ignored her and turned to continue forward.

The group walked for a while longer.

Zhang Bihua lowered her head, but in her heart she was already planning that on the night of their wedding, she would make Wang Shi'an draw up three rules.

First, you are only allowed to like her.

Second, he is only allowed to be with her.

Third, he is only allowed to have children with her.

No other random things are allowed.

She was deep in thought when Langhua in front of her suddenly spoke softly.

Why not?

Zhang Bihua was startled and looked up at her.

"As long as it's born and is my own child, that's all that matters."

-

Meanwhile, in the Wang family's study, Wei Jing'an had just finished discussing business with Wang Shi'an.

Wang Shi'an glanced out the window and, seeing that it was getting late, casually said, "Stay for dinner, so we don't have to go through all that trouble."

Wei Jing'an smiled and shook his head: "No, I have something to do."

Wang Shi'an had only been being polite, but upon hearing this, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked him up and down.

Wei Jing'an felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Wang Shi'an picked up his teacup and said slowly, "I heard from Di Lao Er that you did something heroic last night?"

Wei Jing'an paused.

Immediately, a smile crept onto his lips, and he said frankly, "Shuang'er is back."

Wang Shi'an raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "Just as I thought."

Wei Jing'an added, "She is already carrying my child, the baby is two years old."

"puff--"

Wang Shi'an spat out his tea.

He quickly turned his head away, almost choking, and it took him a while to look up at Wei Jing'an.

Good guy.

Is it really that decisive and straightforward?

Looking at the almost smug smile on Wei Jing'an's face, he hesitated for a long time before finally asking, "How do you know that child is yours?"

He swallowed it back down.

Wei Jing'an is a person of noble character and capable. Although he is kind-hearted and sometimes too soft-hearted, he has made great progress over the years.

He didn't want to lose such a good brother and partner.

He then changed his question: "Did she tell you why she left without saying goodbye?"

Wei Jing'an's smile faded slightly.

"have."

But he refused to continue.

Wang Shi'an had already guessed what was going on, and looked at him: "You believe it?"

Wei Jing'an laughed again: "She is the mother of my child, I have no reason not to believe her."

Wang Shi'an gasped.

He put down his teacup, shook his head, and sincerely commented, "I thought my brother and I were foolish enough when we met our sweethearts."

Wei Jing'an wasn't annoyed; instead, he smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't you often say that it's good to be a little confused in life?"

Wang Shi'an looked at him and remained silent for a long time.

Wei Jing'an, however, had already gotten up and was walking out in a good mood.

After leaving the Wang family, his first thought was to go home and let them know he was safe, and then go see Shuang'er and her child.

Just then, an old man came across a stall selling steamed sugar cheese on a shoulder pole. Next to him were some wooden horse carvings that children liked. The carvings weren't very fine, but they were charming and endearing. The horses had their heads held high and were round and chubby, making them very pleasing to the eye.

Wei Jing'an stopped in his tracks, thinking of his son whom he had only met once yesterday, and then smiled as he bought a rocking horse and three packs of steamed sugar cheese.

Two packs for my younger sister.

One packet for Shuang'er.

The wooden horse is for Feng'er.

He carried the paper package in his hand, and his steps became lighter.

But before they had gone far, the servant Huaihui suddenly came running from the opposite direction.

His face was pale, and his steps were hurried and disordered. When people saw him from afar, it was as if they had finally found their pillar of support.

"Master!"

Wei Jing'an's smile froze, as if he had anticipated something.

"What's wrong?"

Huai Hui, panting and covered in sweat, said, "Master, just as expected, after you left, Miss Shuang took her people and headed out of the city."

The streets were bustling with people.

The old man selling steamed sugar and cheese was still calling out his wares, while children chased and laughed in the distance, and a horse-drawn carriage rolled over the bluestone slabs, making a rumbling sound.

Wei Jing'an seemed to suddenly lose the ability to hear anything.

He stood there, still holding those three hot bags of cheese in his hand.

He slowly tightened his grip on the paper package.

The steamed sugar-coated cheese is originally soft and tender, and cannot withstand strong force. When squeezed like this, the sweet aroma inside is faintly revealed.

After a long while, Wei Jing'an chuckled softly.