My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!-Chapter 1237 - 1243: Return to Beijing

"I’ve already had the Imperial Physician check, and he said our child is very likely a boy," Qiao Duo’er said shyly, nodding.

That was true, but the rest was her fabrication.

Prince Liang gave a thumbs-up. "It’s truly impressive, Piaopiao. I promise you, once you give birth to Lin’er, I will request Mother to promote you to the official Queen!"

"I’m not the kind of woman who cares about status, I just don’t want our child to be wronged," replied Yun Piaopiao, her expression growing somber.

Throughout history, which Emperor’s sons and grandsons who hadn’t achieved high status didn’t have to live carefully under the Emperor’s hands?

Especially with a once ambitious father, their days would only be harder.

"I know what to do," she continued resolutely. "The old saying goes, ’A victorious king and a defeated bandit.’ I won’t let my son become a prisoner, get ready—no, stay here and look after the pregnancy, I need to return to the Capital."

Prince Liang steeled his heart, realizing waiting for death was not an option.

Once in the Capital, with the connections of his mother and maternal family, he could gather enough support. And once he led his men into the Palace, who would dare speak against him?

Those who disagreed would be killed on the spot—after all, the world was full of people, and there would always be those willing to serve him.

"I don’t want to stay here; I can only be at peace if I’m with you," she insisted.

Prince Liang wanted to refuse, but ultimately couldn’t resist Yun Piaopiao’s pleading gaze.

Well, if she ruined her health, his priority would be her happiness.

"Just be careful then, and take no risks with the future Crown Prince of Daxing."

"Prince, don’t say that, my sister has children too," Yun Piaopiao said, testing him deliberately.

Prince Liang scoffed lightly, "How can her children compare with yours? Only our child is worthy of inheriting my throne."

He wanted to call the other a bastard, but for the sake of face, he refrained.

Yun Piaopiao finally felt relieved. She had suspected that the child was one Prince Liang and Queen Liang had picked up to deceive others, and now she was even more certain of it.

If it was indeed a bastard, even if raised under the name of the official Queen, it would have no chance of competing.

"You go back and rest first; I’ll join you after I finish everything here."

Since he had already decided to act, he needed to take swift action, taking the Capital by surprise—this was the surest way to succeed.

Yun Piaopiao nodded, "I’ll go back and pack your things."

Watching Yun Piaopiao’s receding figure, holding her waist, Prince Liang’s resolve burned fiercer than ever.

He now had a son; he had to seize the throne, so his dynasty could continue for generations!

Three days later, Prince Liang discreetly led his men out of Ning Tian Mansion.

He thought he was being cautious, but the news reached Qin Longyun and others almost immediately.

"I hope King Qin prepares early, so Prince Liang doesn’t cause too much disturbance. Otherwise, it’s the common people who suffer," Qiao Duo commented.

In any battle, regardless of the victor, it’s always the common people who suffer the most.

"King Qin has been on the frontier for years; he surely won’t disappoint us," Chen Yiling said confidently.

Her main reason for supporting King Qin was his compassionate heart. He would restrain his soldiers; his army would neither plunder the common people nor abduct women or slaughter children and the elderly.

Qiao Duo fell silent. King Qin was indeed wise and benevolent, but being born into the Imperial family and entangled in a fate affecting himself and everyone around him for their entire lives meant that he could not place the interests of the common people first.

What could possibly be done?