So what if she's my sister-in-law? You seduced me first.

In the second year of Xuanhe, turmoil broke out in the southwest of Daxia. After the internal war in Shangliang was quelled, they took the route through Wuya Mountain to try to take back Yanmen Pass, but they were defeated by the regular army of Daxia.

Now, the Southwest Army and the Balin tribe, under the banner of Crown Prince Xie Jingchen, have led their troops all the way into the southwestern inland. Moon City has been established as a fortified camp, facing Shangliang across the river.

After the great battle, Moon City was desolate. In the military camp, a man in a red robe swaggered into the main tent and laughed loudly when he saw the man sitting in the chair.

"Your Highness, how have you been?"

Upon hearing the sound, Xie Jingchen burned the letter in his hand over the candle and then lifted his eyelids to look at it.

"When did you arrive?"

Murong Huang casually pulled out a chair, leaned back on it nonchalantly, and crossed his legs.

"I rode three horses to death and traveled for five days on horseback, eating and drinking. I'm almost exhausted. Your Highness didn't even offer to find me some beauties. You're so inconsiderate."

"If the Crown Prince is burning up, he should go to a brothel."

"---" Murong Huang laughed loudly, "You are really boring. Tsk, how could such a delicate and weak girl like the Crown Princess stand you?"

When Wei Qingrou was mentioned, Xie Jingchen's face visibly darkened.

Murong Huang saw through it, but he didn't care at all and asked excitedly, "Is he still in Ximisha? If Xie Xun finds out, won't that scoundrel arrest him and bring him back?"

"Your Highness, let's get down to business first."

Murong Huang shook his head, his gossipy heart dampened by a bucket of water; it was pointless.

Wei Qingrou had indeed been in Ximisha for some time. As the year drew to a close, the liveliness in the royal court gradually subsided.

She lived in the royal palace and never went out. The letters she sent him never received a reply; they seemed to disappear without a trace.

"Cough cough---"

A weak cough suddenly rang out, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes narrowed as she stared at the blood on the handkerchief, her heart sinking deeper and deeper.

She secretly went to see the royal court's witch doctor, who said that she had a colorless and odorless poisonous fragrance in her body for many years, and that the exact ratio of the medicinal ingredients could not be determined at the moment, requiring careful study.

In a daze, she recalled the year she first entered the Eastern Palace, when the Empress gave her a jade bracelet, which she had worn ever since.

Later, the crown prince returned with a very grim expression. He took off the bracelet and handed it to the physician.

She vaguely guessed what had happened, but didn't ask. For the past few days, imperial physicians had been examining her pulse, but they couldn't find any cause of illness, and her body showed no abnormalities, so the matter was put aside. Now, thinking back, there were signs all along.

"Has His Highness replied?"

Nanfeng, who was standing guard outside the window, heard the voice inside, lowered his eyes, and said, "No."

Wei Qingrou's body stiffened slightly as she leaned back on the couch, and a barely perceptible sadness welled up in her beautiful eyes. Had he almost forgotten her? He hadn't even sent her a letter during the New Year.

The weather in the capital has warmed up these past few days. It was mid-afternoon, and the sunlight slanted through the gaps in the branches, shining on the two people entwined in the hot spring.

Ning Yu's eyes were filled with tears, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead and temples. Waves of pain came from her stomach. She bit his arm and gasped for breath.

Xie Xun, that bastard, has been acting crazy lately. He forces her to drink dark, murky medicine every day, and whenever he has free time, he drags her to bed. Shamelessly, he even goes on debauchery in the hot springs in broad daylight.

"Why are you biting it?"

Ning Yu subconsciously loosened her grip, looking at the teeth marks on his shoulder, and felt a wave of dizziness from the pain.

"It hurts, be gentle, let's go back, I want to go back---"

Xie Xun hugged her leg, "Where does it hurt? Here, or here?"

Ning Yu felt a tightness in her waist and abdomen. Seeing his wicked smile, she knew he wasn't holding back anything nice. In pain, she hugged his arm tightly and remained silent.

With his fierce nature, the unborn child in her womb was bound to be born sooner or later. And if it were to be born, it would be proof of her powerlessness, a shackle she had to submit to, something that shouldn't have been born in the first place.

Ning Yu bent over, raised her arms and tightly hugged his neck, her beautiful and alluring eyes showing deep weariness and pain where he couldn't see.

Xie Xun didn't notice her abnormality. He kissed and bit her neck, his scarlet eyes filled with desire. He kissed her upwards and sealed her lips with his.

Ning Yu opened her closed eyes, her flushed eyes giving her face a look of desire. She knew that Xie Xun was always very fierce in bed, even a little sadistic, which had nothing to do with the abstinent and unapproachable man he usually appeared to be.

Looking at his face so close to hers, feeling his breath, she realized for the first time how soft this scoundrel's lips were.

My head was spinning in waves, and my vision was slowly going black.

"Thank you---Xie Xun---"

"Um?"

His hand touched the crotch of her thigh, and the sticky sensation made Xie Xun's mind, which was indulging in pleasure, suddenly sharpen, and his eyes shifted downwards.

Blood trickled from between her legs. He looked at her pale face, his expression changed abruptly, and he immediately carried her ashore.

"Ning Yu!"

There was no response. She kept her eyes closed. Xie Xun, with a gloomy face, quickly dressed the two of them and carried her to the camp at the foot of the mountain.

Qingfeng was waiting nearby, and in the blink of an eye, he saw His Majesty striding down with the woman in his arms.

What happened?!

"Go immediately and summon the imperial physician, hurry!"

Qingfeng hurriedly responded and rushed off to find the army doctor. The army doctor was still fast asleep in the room, but he was woken up with two slaps and then carried him out of the tent.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? This old man has no bones left, can you be a little gentler?"

Qingfeng was anxious because he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen blood on His Majesty's clothes. If there was no assassination attempt, it couldn't have been His Majesty's; it must have been the blood of the unconscious lady.

The female official carrying the medicine box hurried to catch up with the two. When they arrived at the imperial tent, she realized that they were there to treat His Majesty, and she immediately became extremely vigilant.

It was common for high-ranking officials and nobles to suffer minor injuries at the hunting grounds, so she was used to it. But this was her first time meeting His Majesty, and she couldn't help feeling nervous.

The biting wind howled and howled, and the atmosphere inside the tent was oppressive and heavy. The female official looked at the lady lying on the bed, who was pale as a ghost, and felt her heart pounding rapidly as she took her pulse.

Behind her stood a colossal Buddha statue, its aura terrifying and imposing. She glanced at the medicine-preparing master, held her breath, and knelt on the ground, pressing her head to the earth.

"Your Majesty, the lady has experienced a miscarriage scare and needs to take some medicine to recuperate."

Did the baby get hurt?!

Xie Xun's expression froze, his hand gripping the jade thumb ring turned pale and cold. Before the female official could finish speaking, he heard His Majesty ask another question.

"What did you just say?"

The military doctor and the female officer were both stunned for a moment. They knelt on the ground, looked at each other, and shivered. They carefully chose their words and said, "Your Majesty is overjoyed. The lady is two months pregnant."