The Marquis's line has ended? The pregnant maid is pregnant again!

Shen Qinghe's eyes widened instantly as she stared at Qing'er and Fang Yu, who had vanished in an instant, her gaze full of questions.

Wait... can't these two run a little faster??

If you two are going to run away, can't you at least take her with you?

Was he leaving her behind because he was afraid Lu Jihan wouldn't be able to torture her enough?

To be honest, this was the first time Shen Qinghe had been so flustered since her rebirth.

I don't know when Lu Jihan arrived, or how much of what I said just now was heard by him.

Shen Qinghe now had to carefully recall the words she had just blurted out without thinking.

As expected, we still cannot let our guard down.

Oh no! Shen Qinghe suddenly remembered that she hadn't said anything too harsh about him, but she had said that Ye Shu was his white moonlight.

That way he could guess that she deliberately imitated Ye Shu's appearance to seduce him.

Good heavens, what a terrible disaster she's caused!

No matter how frustrated Shen Qinghe was, given the situation before her, she could only deal with it as it came.

She gripped the edge of the table, somewhat uncertainly looking at Lu Jihan in front of her, and asked, "Master...Master, why are you here?"

"What? Can't I come?"

Lu Jihan hadn't forgotten what he'd overheard when he walked in. That dog of a man?

Alright, alright, so that's what this little girl calls him in private. What a heartless little girl!

Seeing Shen Qinghe's obviously guilty look, Lu Jihan approached step by step: "You are my concubine, carrying my child. Why can't I come?"

Lu Jihan spoke slowly and deliberately, taking a step closer to Shen Qinghe with each small sentence: "Master, come whenever you want."

As Lu Jihan drew closer, especially after he finished speaking, he was already standing directly in front of Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe blinked, quickly took a step to the side, and smiled in agreement: "What you say is true, sir. I am your woman, so of course you can come whenever you want."

"Really?" Lu Jihan looked at her, at Shen Qinghe's bright yet slightly cunning eyes, clearly seeing that this little fox was probably plotting something again.

He raised an eyebrow: "Then, did I mishear you just now?"

Shen Qinghe nodded hurriedly, saying with feigned seriousness, "Of course! I have nothing but reverence and admiration for you, Lord Marquis. My feelings for you are truly as bright as the moon; how could I possibly address you by such a title! You must have misheard me!"

"Oh."

Shen Qinghe's self-righteous and serious demeanor infuriated Lu Jihan, who sneered and grabbed her cheek, pulling her close forcefully. "Is that so? Since I misheard, how did Ahe know it was a bad way to address someone?"

The little fox finally revealed its true colors, and Lu Jihan was not about to let this opportunity slip by.

Shen Qinghe then realized that even after so long, she had actually been tricked by Lu Jihan once again.

It was precisely because she was flustered that she fell into that scoundrel's trap.

Shen Qinghe forced a smile, trying to gloss over the matter: "Master...this humble servant, I never said it was an inappropriate term of address, it was Master himself who said it just now. This humble servant does not acknowledge it."

"Oh? Does that mean I missed out on Ah He?"

Lu Jihan raised one eyebrow, finding her arrogance rather amusing, and approached her little by little.

The closer Lu Jihan's handsome face got, the more guilty Shen Qinghe felt, and she retreated, afraid that the person in front of her might do something.

This is probably a sign of someone feeling guilty.

Until Lu Jihan's hand firmly supported the back of Shen Qinghe's head, his movements steady and powerful, like a piece of hard iron, imprisoning Shen Qinghe and leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

Shen Qinghe had no way to hide at this moment, and could only watch helplessly as Lu Jihan's face got closer and closer.

Seeing the little girl in front of him looking like a frightened bird, Lu Jihan couldn't help but want to tease her a little more.

A soft chuckle escaped his lips: "What's Ah He afraid of? Afraid I'll eat you up?"

Shen Qinghe felt guilty and didn't say anything, but couldn't help but mutter to herself.

Terrified! She was terrified. When she was reborn, Shen Qinghe only thought that Lu Jihan was a good-looking and upright person, and that Lu Huai'an could never compare to him.

In addition, in his previous life, Lu Jihan was extremely virtuous and did not only have no offspring, but also never had any contact with women and never experienced the pleasures of love between men and women.

Shen Qinghe originally thought that he was truly abstinent.

Before Shen Qinghe became pregnant, she didn't have a clear feeling; she only felt that she had received the favor she wanted.

Now that she is pregnant, Shen Qinghe truly understands that the concepts of childlessness, abstinence, and celibacy are meaningless once a man breaks his vows. Once he has tasted the forbidden fruit, all that remains is nightly transgressions.

She was pregnant, so he couldn't do anything inappropriate, but Lu Jihan wouldn't let her off easily. Every time he got even slightly close to her, just as they lay down on the bed, the moment he touched her…

Immediately, an undeniable reaction ensued.

Seeing Shen Qinghe's face growing redder and redder, it was clear that she was having some inappropriate thoughts.

Lu Jihan pinched her cheek, and he couldn't bear to let go of the delicate and soft touch.

His calloused fingertips caressed her cheek: "It seems your mind has wandered off somewhere else."

Shen Qinghe's thoughts were immediately pulled back. The man's teasing and playful words made her face turn even redder, and she immediately became somewhat embarrassed and angry: "What are you laughing at, Master? What's so funny about you? Even if I'm thinking about other things, it's largely because of you."

Although Shen Qinghe seemed to be speaking with a straight face, her eyes kept darting around, refusing to meet Lu Jihan's gaze.

Lu Jihan chuckled. "So, that's why you called me a dog of a man?"

"Um!"

Shen Qinghe nodded directly, even nodding emphatically as if that weren't enough: "Yes!"

Having finally managed to smooth things over, Shen Qinghe wasn't about to let this opportunity slip by.

Lu Jihan was well aware of his actions lately; indeed, every night, he couldn't help but break his vows whenever he was with her.

He had promised his grandmother he wouldn't fool around with her, but he couldn't explain it. The feeling was like a poison that gnawed at his bones; he couldn't quit.

But it did tire her out.

Thinking of this, Lu Jihan's expression softened, he loosened his grip on Shen Qinghe, and his tone became gentle as he reached out and brushed her nose: "I'll let you go tonight."

However, Shen Qinghe dared not trust him easily tonight. But looking at Lu Jihan's appearance, it seemed that he had not heard what was said before.

Shen Qinghe accepted the offer, turned around and cleared out a clean set of bowls and chopsticks, placing them in front of Lu Jihan: "Master, I made a hot pot of mutton today. I tasted it myself and it's quite good. You've come at the perfect time; the mutton soup is rich and flavorful right now. Would you like to try some?"

Lu Jihan was hungry, and seeing that Shen Qinghe was very well-behaved, he took the bowl and chopsticks and sat down.

As soon as Lu Jihan sat down, without him even saying anything, Shen Qinghe next to him also sat down without hesitation.

Lu Jihan glanced at him, then shook his head indulgently. "You, Grandmother says you're timid, but I think Grandmother doesn't understand you enough. You're the bravest person in the whole bamboo garden."

"What are you saying, sir? I only dared to speak so boldly because I know that you are kind-hearted, discerning, and never harsh on your servants."

As Shen Qinghe spoke, she first put a plate of fresh mutton into the pot to blanch it. After putting the plate down, she made a gesture towards Lu Jihan, pinching her index finger and thumb together slightly, leaving only a small gap: "This servant was just a little... a tiny bit presumptuous."

Sure enough, it was her answer.

No matter what the words are, they can all be twisted into flattery in this little girl's mouth.

Hearing Shen Qinghe's words, Lu Jihan actually felt a sense of satisfaction and decided not to argue with her.

Shen Qinghe picked up a lot of mutton and put it all on the plate in front of Lu Jihan: "This mutton was specially delivered from the kitchen. They say it's extremely fresh! I heard it was slaughtered this morning from the largest pasture in the suburbs and delivered at noon. It was kept fresh with ice the whole time. When I was cooking it, I specially added several medicinal herbs to remove the muttony smell, along with sweet and plump radishes. I simmered it over low heat for an hour to make this soup base. It's definitely no worse than the one in the palace."

"Your skin is getting thicker and thicker these days." Lu Jihan glanced at her, his words carrying a hint of disdain, but his tone was full of doting affection.

Lu Jihan decisively picked up a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth. As soon as the mutton entered his mouth, the aroma of the meat filled his entire mouth, and the slight sweetness of the radish relieved the greasiness and added a few more fragrances.

Lu Jihan nodded affirmatively: "It's really good, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard work," Shen Qinghe said, thinking to herself that this hot pot was originally made for her own consumption, so of course it wasn't hard work to make food for herself.

If it were made for Lu Jihan, that would be a different story.

Seeing Lu Jihan enjoying his meal, eating one bite of mutton after another without stopping, Shen Qinghe asked at the opportune moment, "I heard that Miss Lu is not feeling well? How is she now? Has a doctor been called in to examine her?"

"It's alright, it's just an old problem. Shu'er has always been a bit weak, and she's been frail since she was little."

Lu Jihan's voice was gentle, and his speech carried a familiarity that others could not match.

Shen Qinghe raised an eyebrow, seemingly casually probing, "Then why did you come over tonight, Lord Marquis? Shouldn't you be watching over Miss Biao?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jihan looked at her with some confusion: "Why should I go?"

"This servant..." It must be said that Lu Jihan asked an excellent question. If one did not know the inside story, one would not have expected how worried Shen Qinghe would be at this moment.

Unfortunately, Shen Qinghe was reborn, so she knew far more inside information than could possibly be.

Shen Qinghe said tactfully, "I've heard that the Marquis and Miss Biao grew up together and have a very deep bond, especially when they were young. They were inseparable, even going to the palace school together. So I'm just a little worried about the Marquis..."

"You actually know all this?"

Lu Jihan turned his head and looked at Shen Qinghe's face. "I remember, you hadn't entered the Marquis's mansion yet at that time."

This is another potentially disastrous question; a poor answer could easily lead to misunderstandings.

Shen Qinghe reacted quickly, her face flushed with embarrassment, and said, "This servant...this servant has a deep affection for the Marquis and thinks of him constantly, so I can't help but want to hear about the Marquis's past deeds."