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Chapter 45: True Identity
The husband was terrified by the man with a stern expression, trembling as he finished taking the pulse and quickly prescribed medicine to stabilize the pregnancy before leaving in haste.
Wen Qingyu had been sleeping restlessly, mumbling incoherent words in her sleep. Chen Yan instructed Er to prepare the medicine while he sat by the bed, using a towel to wipe the sweat from Wen Qingyu's forehead.
Once Wen Qingyu calmed down, he stood up, drew the bed curtain, and suddenly called out into the empty space, "Come in."
A shadow flipped over and knelt on one knee. "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
"What is the current situation in the capital?"
In an instant, his plain clothing could not conceal the noble aura surrounding him. He transformed from an ordinary hunter into a true dragon among men.
"The scouts report that Jing Wang's army has reached Maocheng. Our forces are retreating steadily, and they are expected to reach the imperial city in about three months." The shadow paused for a moment. "There is one more matter to report."
"!"
"Chasing Wind has escaped."
Yan Zhi Xi waved his hand, dismissing the shadow.
Three months is just right; by then, he and Qing'er’s child will be born.
He would do whatever it takes to win back Wen Qingyu.
He, Yan Zhi Xi, has always followed through on his promises.
After Wen Qingyu woke up, she felt much calmer.
She also realized that given her current physical condition, wanting to return to the capital could only lead to disaster.
Leaning against the bedpost, she weakly closed her eyes.
Why was he always so cruel to her, constantly forcing her to make choices between two difficult options?
What was even more frustrating was that this time, it seemed she didn't even have the chance to choose.
The usually calm Chen Yan was very firm this time, not allowing her to joke about her own life and that of the child.
"Qing... Rui Xi, don't worry. I have acquaintances in the capital, and I will let you know as soon as I have any news."
Wen Qingyu fell into deep thought, not noticing Chen Yan's slip of the tongue. At this moment, she didn't even have the energy to ponder how a hunter like Chen Yan could ensure Wen Zhao's safety.
After regaining her composure, she agreed to stay and take good care of her pregnancy.
If she insisted on going back, it could very well result in both her and the child's demise; she wouldn't even get to see Wen Zhao one last time.
Considering that Wen Qingyu was pregnant and it would be inconvenient for her to stay in an inn for a long time, Chen Yan rented a sunny courtyard in the Shu Region. The courtyard had several lush osmanthus trees that Chen Yan particularly liked.
He hoped that Wen Qingyu would think of him when she saw them, even if it was just a fleeting thought.
As Wen Qingyu entered the courtyard, Yan Zhi Xi observed her expression. "Do you like it?"
"Yes, I like it."
Wen Qingyu smiled faintly, without any sign of emotional fluctuation. In an instant, a dense sense of disappointment and pain pricked at Yan Zhi Xi's heart like needles.
He felt fear once again.
Wen Qingyu was truly afraid that she had completely lost all feelings for him.
Wen Qingyu's belly was getting bigger and it was becoming difficult for her to walk, yet she still insisted on going to the teahouse every day to listen to various news coming from the capital.
In the first month, she heard that Jing Wang's army had broken through Maocheng, achieving a great victory and advancing towards Maocheng.
In the second month, she heard that Jing Wang's army was unstoppable, having breached several checkpoints around the imperial city.
In the third month, she heard that Jing Wang's army had besieged the imperial city. The emperor still had not awakened, and the two armies were at a standoff; breaching the imperial city was only a matter of time.
With such momentum from Jing Wang, Ming Commander remained safe and sound.
Wen Qingyu should have felt relieved, but she couldn't sleep through the nights, her heart hanging like it was on a cliff, with nowhere to settle.
What are you worried about? Wen Qingyu asked herself.
That answer almost burst out of her chest. Yet, she forcibly pressed it back down.
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