She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 409 - 408: Ten days and a half month, isn’t this going to kill him?
Chapter 409: Chapter 408: Ten days and a half month, isn’t this going to kill him?
Xiao Pingfeng wanted to marry her, and Yan Wanqing had always known this.
Now that she was carrying their child, she indeed needed to give the child a father soon.
"Have you finished dealing with the matters in the Capital City?"
A flicker of discomfort flashed through Xiao Pingfeng’s eyes, but he quickly returned to normal, "Everything’s been handled."
Once he married her and then unified the Six Kingdoms, no one in the world would dare to interfere anymore.
Yan Wanqing nodded, "Then after we descend the mountain, we’ll get married."
At these words, a spark lit up in Xiao Pingfeng’s eyes. He clutched her closer, his voice carrying an excitement he couldn’t suppress, "...Really?"
"Is there any doubt?" Yan Wanqing gently curved her lips, revealing a tender smile, "Or do you not want to marry me?"
"Hey!" Those words frankly angered the Crown Prince.
He didn’t even bother with pleasantries anymore.
"It’s not that I don’t want to marry you," he said, somewhat frantically, "I’m afraid you don’t want to marry... You dislike conflicts in the royal family. Right now, the Imperial Consort’s son is still young, and I’ll have at least a few years where I can’t avoid these state affairs. I worry... I worry that because of this, you won’t want me—"
He had never felt so stifled before.
A Crown Prince of a nation, now so anxious and calculating because he feared his beloved might despise his status and refuse to marry him.
Looking across the Six Kingdoms, probably only Yan Wanqing could make him feel so.
Hearing his words, Yan Wanqing’s expression showed shock.
She was somewhat stunned.
"Why would you think that?" The matters of her family deeply affected her, but she was not to the point of avoiding them like a plague.
Xiao Pingfeng wholeheartedly loved her, and she knew it well.
"Everyone has their responsibilities. As Crown Prince of a nation, you can’t just abandon your duties. The Xiao Pingfeng I know is not like that, and I will also not force you to abandon these responsibilities for me. I, Yan Wanqing, would not do such a thing. Dawei is the country my family swore to protect unto death. Continuing my father’s will, I hope you understand."
This was their first genuine heart-to-heart conversation.
And it was Yan Wanqing’s most sincere one.
She stroked her belly, feeling the movements inside. Her face was serene, radiating a gentle maternal glow all around her.
"Look, he’s moving again. He will certainly be a lively and active child after he’s born."
Xiao Pingfeng stepped forward, placing his hand over hers and sighed, "I was being narrow-minded this time."
He had always thought that Yan Wanqing hated Dawei because it had caused the death of her family.
Therefore, he had always been extremely cautious not to bring up such subjects around her.
Today, he finally understood her thoughts.
"You’re just too concerned about my thoughts," Yan Wanqing said considerately, feeling very tender-hearted at the moment.
He had heavy burdens and responsibilities that he could not abandon. Currently, Dawei faced both internal problems and external threats, needing his attention in many aspects.
Yet, he still stood resolutely beside her at this moment.
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Seeing that Yan Wanqing was very approachable at the moment, the Crown Prince pressed his advantage.
"You’re right, Dawei is my responsibility, and I cannot escape it," he sighed softly, "Sweetheart... will you be my Empress? Without you by my side, I always feel uneasy, hardly able to eat or sleep well, which makes it very difficult to manage a country."
His dark eyes shimmered as he studied her expression intently, fearing to miss even the slightest change.
Yan Wanqing leaned against him and thought for a moment.
He was the Crown Prince, destined to be Emperor.
This was an undeniable fact.
At the moment, Song Huaxu’s fate hung in the balance; her condition was compromised, and wandering outside posed too high a risk. The Dawei Imperial Palace, on the other hand, was heavily guarded and thus a suitable place to nurture her pregnancy.
"It is not impossible," Yan Wanqing said thoughtfully, "but you must agree to one thing."
"Whatever it is, just say it, I agree," the Crown Prince immediately promised without limit, hearing that Yan Wanqing was willing to return with him.
Yan Wanqing smiled, "Then, I’ll speak."
"Go on, you say it."
"I have long been disenchanted with the tedious formalities of the Imperial Family. I heard some ministers have called back a group of officials from the former dynasty, and they probably won’t like me. I don’t want to deal with them, but I wish they wouldn’t provoke me either. I am pregnant and irritable, and they are old; I wouldn’t want both sides to end up unhappy," Yan Wanqing wrinkled her little nose. "You know, if I’m not happy, you won’t have a good time either."
"Of course!" the Crown Prince hurriedly agreed.
Yan Wanqing’s displeasure was something he had fully experienced.
"I absolutely won’t let those people bother you."
Bothering her wasn’t really the issue; it was just that Wenqing wasn’t one to sit idly by. If those old men infuriated her so much that it endangered her, they would all end up going to Xiao Pingfeng with their troubles.
So, it was better to be blunt and to tell these people not to provoke her.
They would not disturb each other.
She would stay in the deep palace and stay out of former court affairs.
Both parties reached an agreement, and the Crown Prince’s heart was finally settled.
"Let’s go down the mountain to Xiangcheng tomorrow to pick up your mother-in-law and then return to the Capital City," the Crown Prince proposed.
"I can’t decide on that, Xiaoliu said you haven’t recovered yet." Since it was about her health, Yan Wanqing was inclined to listen to her own Xiaoliu.
This made the Crown Prince anxious.
Yan Lingzhen was easy to discuss matters with, but when it came to illness, she was very principled; what ought to be was just so. According to her, she would, at the very least, need another ten days to half a month.
Ten days to half a month...
An additional ten days to half a month on the road to marriage, wasn’t that asking for his life?!
...
The Western Military Camp had been undergoing continuous reorganization recently.
Yan Hongzhao learned that the Great General of the West was assassinated while out, struck by a poisoned arrow, and had not survived more than two days.
At the moment, the military camp was like a dragon without a head.
"The West is mostly barbarians not yet enlightened by our teachings; communication might take some effort," Ghost Face said gently as he looked at the disciples behind him, who were hanging their heads low: "These rascals are definitely going to suffer."
Yan Hongzhao nodded; at that moment, she stood atop a mountain with the setting sun’s afterglow behind her, gazing into the distance: "The main camp is just a short distance below us; the assassination of the Great General of the West is not yet resolved. They are in a moment of high tension. We must be very cautious in all matters, instruct everyone not to engage in conflicts lightly."
Yan Hongzhao was still worried about her own brothers, known for their explosive tempers, which could make it difficult to end a conflict once started.
Ghost Face nodded and immediately relayed the orders to the brothers behind him.
Yan Hongzhao raised her hand: "Down the mountain!"
Though it seemed near, it still took half a day to reach the campsite, and by then, it was deep into the night.
"Who goes there! Dismount immediately!" the soldiers, seeing the sudden appearance of a group of people, called out alertly.
Yan Hongzhao dismounted from her horse and presented the Imperial Edict given to her by Xiao Pingfeng: "By the command of the Crown Prince, I have come to deliver prisoners of war. Have your Deputy General come out immediately to receive the orders!"
