Yunhai Academy, within the dense forest, Meng Shenshou ran quickly and soon arrived at Yang Yunhai's residence.
Sensing it early, Yang Yunhai stepped forward to meet him. "Uncle Shou, what's the matter?"
"His Highness the Crown Prince sent someone to look for you," Meng Shenshou said. "There's a letter, and it must be handed directly into your hands."
'Could it be she didn't conceive, and Qian Muxue controlled her body to summon me over for another round?' Yang Yunhai's scalp went numb, but he gave a slight nod.
"Then let's go." Turning back, he called out once and walked with Meng Shenshou out of the forest.
Not long after, they arrived at the Education Committee Hall, where Snake Lance Douluo awaited.
"Young Master Yang, this is a letter personally written by Her Highness. She ordered that you must open it yourself." Dressed as a guard, Snake Lance Douluo spoke politely. He had no choice—behind Yang Yunhai now stood three Worship Hall Elders.
"Thank you, Protector Yu." Yang Yunhai accepted the letter, walked to a sofa, sat down, and opened it to read.
'Brother Yang, the lady of my household has been pregnant for over three months. Recently, she often suffers from loss of appetite, sleepless nights, occasional violent mood swings, and irritability. Brother Yang, your medical skills are excellent. Please come and help with a diagnosis.'
"…" Yang Yunhai froze, stunned. He didn't need to guess—the symptoms described clearly belonged to Qian Renxue herself.
Of course, the one who wrote the letter had to be Qian Muxue. If Qian Renxue had wanted to write, she would have done it earlier. Why wait until now?
'The news of becoming a father came too quickly—it left me completely dazed. One strike, one child. Does it have to be this accurate?'
He looked up at Snake Lance Douluo. Likely, Qian Renxue had been hiding everything, telling no one, not even allowing physicians to check. With the pregnancy symptoms becoming frequent and her belly growing larger each day, unable to endure further, Qian Muxue had finally taken over to write this letter.
Thinking this, he slipped the letter into his Soul Tool, stood up, and nodded. "Protector Yu, please wait here a moment. I must go back and report first."
"Please do as you wish, Young Master Yang." Snake Lance Douluo bowed politely.
Yang Yunhai returned the courtesy and strode out. Once within the forest, he immediately broke into a sprint.
Soon he was back at his residence. Rushing into his room, he sat at the desk and quickly wrote out a prescription. A moment later, he carried the paper to the next room and knocked.
Creak—the door opened, revealing Chrysanthemum Douluo's puzzled face. "Xiao Hai, what's wrong?"
"Teacher, please make a trip to the medicine garden," Yang Yunhai said, handing over the prescription. "Bring back these herbs."
Chrysanthemum Douluo accepted it. With one glance, his eyes widened in shock, then he looked up. "This… who is it for?"
"For the Crown Prince's consort, used as a cover," Yang Yunhai answered calmly.
'I don't believe you. Would that fake Crown Princess be worth using such fine herbs for an easy pregnancy?' Chrysanthemum Douluo's face screamed disbelief.
"Teacher, please hurry," Yang Yunhai urged with a nod. "I must enter the palace to make the diagnosis."
Without another word, he turned and left.
"She's pregnant?" Dugu Bo emerged slyly from the neighboring room.
"Isn't it obvious?" Chrysanthemum Douluo muttered. "Besides his own child, would Xiao Hai use herbs from the medicine garden so freely?"
"Tsk tsk, impressive!" Dugu Bo stroked his chin. "Just once, and it worked."
"Counting the time, it's indeed about three months," Ghost Douluo added, thoughtful. "Sooner or later, the Grand Worship will learn of this."
"Let him," Dugu Bo shrugged. "It's not our problem anyway. And with a child already, even if Qian Daoliu finds out, what could he do? He can't make the child fatherless the moment it's born, can he?"
"…" Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo glanced at him. The former nodded slightly. "Then I'll head out."
He strode quickly from the room.
About half an hour later, at the East Palace of the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, outside the side hall.
"Enter." Upon hearing Snake Lance Douluo announce Yang Yunhai's arrival, a soft voice came from inside. "Without my order, no one else may disturb us."
"Yes." Snake Lance Douluo bowed, then gestured to Yang Yunhai. "Young Master Yang, please enter!"
"Thank you, Protector Yu." Yang Yunhai nodded, stepped forward, pushed the door open, and closed it behind him.
He took a deep breath, bypassed the screen, and walked softly toward the bedchamber.
The door was open. At the bedside sat Qian Renxue, wearing a light purple dress embroidered with golden silk, elegant and aloof. Perhaps due to pregnancy, her figure had grown more graceful, her curves striking.
Their eyes met, and Qian Renxue instinctively averted her gaze. Her head dipped, face faintly red, hands folded on her lap with fingers interlaced, appearing somewhat uneasy.
'This is the cold and proud Qian Renxue I know?' Yang Yunhai was startled, gave a light cough, and sat beside her.
Since she was pregnant, her emotions would naturally be sensitive. Opening with a diagnosis would only make her think he was here for the child, not her. That would only worsen her insecurity and hidden grievances built up these past three months.
'What I need now is to show her she is what matters most, to soothe her heart first.'
After a few seconds of thought, he decided to act with the decisiveness of a man.
Shifting slightly, he reached out, wrapped an arm around her waist, and gently pulled her into his embrace.
Caught off guard, Qian Renxue stiffened, her face instantly heating, head lowering even further. Before his arrival, she had imagined many scenarios—never expecting Yang Yunhai to be this straightforward.
'So thick-skinned! Shouldn't he start with sweet words first?'
"I'm sorry I haven't come to see you these days." Yang Yunhai's voice was gentle, sincerely apologetic.
Qian Renxue's nose tingled, her tense body relaxing. She lifted her head slightly, just as Yang Yunhai leaned in.
Her pupils shrank; the next moment, her lips were sealed, her body drawn fully into his embrace.
All her unease, worries, and doubts melted away like snow, and her eyes fluttered shut.
'This kid, really knows how to do it!' Qian Muxue gasped in her mind, then her delicate face turned sulky, grinding her teeth. "My little Xue'er, where's your reason, your composure, your pride? How could you be subdued by this sly fox so easily? This is too embarrassing!"
Qian Renxue ignored her. Her heart pounded rapidly, hands unconsciously pressing against Yang Yunhai's chest.
Half a quarter-hour later, when the moment's heat reached its peak, Yang Yunhai reluctantly pulled back.
For the child's sake, he forced himself to stop.
Qian Renxue instinctively lowered her head, lips pressed tight. As clarity returned to her mind, she realized Yang Yunhai had been coaxing her—but strangely, no anger arose. She raised a small fist, lightly thumping his chest with a hint of reproach.
"You're young, but your scheming runs deep. I bet Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan have both been tricked by you plenty."
"Heaven can testify, I was true to them all," Yang Yunhai retorted firmly.
(End of Chapter)
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