Seeing Long Yue frowning deeply in thought, Yang Zhuoya felt she might have asked too much and quickly said, "Yue’er, don’t worry. Maybe it’s just not the right ti yet. You’ve told before that you’ve been on the move a lot. Once things settle down, you might just get lucky."
"Hmm, probably!"
Long Yue replied with a light laugh, but she wondered whether she should consult her master about it.
Oh, that would be too embarrassing!
"Sister Yue, your... your face is all red?"
"Ah? Oh, maybe I’m just anxious!"
"No need to be anxious, how about seeing a doctor later?"
"Well... I do know soone, but I’m just too embarrassed to ask, it’s too shaful!"
"Pfft!" This was the first ti Yang Zhuoya saw Long Yue so embarrassed, yet she was so fierce when she tricked Consort Xue before. Turns out, everyone has their weaknesses.
In the evening, after Yang Zhuoya left, the fact that there was no news after being married for more than a year beca a heartache to her.
Among the greatest of filial duties is to have descendants. This thought had long been ingrained in their minds. Besides, Long Yue also loves Li Qingmu. What is the fruit of love? It’s a child!
A woman is only willing to have a child for a man she loves.
Long Yue loves Li Qingmu, likes him, so she wants to have a child for him, regardless of whether it’s a boy or a girl.
But why is there no sign of it?
Long Yue got sowhat obsessed. When Li Qingmu returned, he saw his little wife sitting there in a daze, looking as if she had lost all hope in life.
Li Qingmu’s heart skipped a beat, feeling that sothing was about to happen.
He went up to her and gently held her in his arms, whispering, "What’s wrong?"
"A Mu..."
"Hmm?"
"Do you think... it’s been over a year already, so why don’t we have a child yet?"
Li Qingmu was taken aback, Yue’er actually asked about this?
"It’s still early," he said calmly.
But Long Yue pushed him away, looking displeased, "Early? It’s almost been two years, and... there’s no sign from my belly at all... Just earlier, Zhuoya even thought I was pregnant..."
"Yue’er, it really is still early. You’re only seventeen, having a child at this age would put a burden on your body. This is what your master ntioned to before, that we should wait a while before having children. Besides... it’s not the right ti for us yet either."
"Why isn’t it the right ti?"
Long Yue raised her head, her little face full of dissatisfaction. Saying that having children in one’s teens isn’t good for the body, why wouldn’t she believe it? So people are already mothers at fourteen or fifteen, and she’s seventeen, not young anymore, is she?
"Li Qingmu! Be honest, are you hiding sothing from ?"
Seeing Li Qingmu’s evasive gaze, Long Yue knew he must be hiding sothing from her. She got angry imdiately and asked in frustration, "Speak, tell !"
Li Qingmu paused for a mont, looked at his little wife’s anxious appearance, and gently grabbed her small hand, "Yue’er, calm down..."
"No, what calm? I..." She jerked her hand out of Li Qingmu’s, yelling, and suddenly, she thought of sothing.
Every morning, Li Qingmu would give her a basket of small stead buns.
Why the stead buns?
And it was always ten buns, yet he never ate any?
Is there sothing in those buns?
She suddenly raised her head, with a hint of anger in her eyes, and looked at him, "Li Qingmu, did you drug ? Tell , did you?"
"Yue’er, listen to ... actually that..."
"I don’t want to listen!"
If Li Qingmu hadn’t said that, Long Yue would have still held on to a sliver of hope, but when he actually said ’actually that’? What is ’that’? Is it the dicine that prevents her from getting pregnant?
In an instant, Long Yue lost control of her emotions.
"Li Qingmu, you scum, an absolute scum! I want to have a child with you, I want a child that belongs to us, that’s the fruit of our love, but you drugged , why? Why would you do this to ? Don’t you think it’s cruel? Why would you strip of the right to be a mother? Why? Ah!"
"Yue’er, it’s not like that..."
"Get lost! I don’t want to see you, don’t co near , get lost!"
Long Yue pushed Li Qingmu away and stord out in anger.
"Yue’er!"
Li Qingmu was anxious and imdiately chased after her.
How did things turn out like this?
He didn’t do anything.
Last winter, while he was recuperating at Duanmu Nan’s place, it was ntioned not only about his own physical condition, which required a full year to recover, but also about Yue’er’s situation.
He had said Yue’er had been exposed to extre cold when she was young, which hard her body, making it difficult for her to conceive, she also needed recuperation, and even a longer period than him, so he was given two large packages of dicinal powder.
This dicinal powder was personally formulated by Duanmu Nan; putting a small spoonful in her tea or food each morning could nourish her skin and body.
However, the drawback of this powder is that she would not be able to conceive during the dication period.
Those two packages of powder could only be used for a year, so that’s why Duanmu Nan specially traveled to the Xinan Battlefield from Ling’an City, to see how Yue’er was doing and if he had been giving her the dicine regularly.
He should have explained it to her, but Duanmu Nan had advised him not to tell Yue’er, to prevent her from overthinking, which would be detrintal to her recovery.
Li Qingmu acted accordingly, and as a result, a tragedy occurred...
He realized he had to explain the situation to Yue’er imdiately, but after chasing after her, where was she? This little woman ran so fast, she vanished in the blink of an eye!
...
"Sob sob, Li Qingmu, why did you do this to ? Did you never love from the start?"
Long Yue was heartbroken; she admitted she let him down in her past life, but in this life, she had turned over a new leaf, and she loved him wholeheartedly, so why did he treat her like this?
Say you won’t let down, that’s a lie, all lies!
Li Qingmu, you big liar, I hate you, I hate you!!!
Long Yue wiped her eyes, they were warm, all filled with tears, but no matter how much she wiped, the tears just kept streaming down as if they were free.
"Thud!"
She stepped on sothing unknowingly and stumbled to the ground.
"Yue’er? Is... is it Yue’er, Yue’er, what’s wrong? Senior Brother, co out quickly, Yue’er fainted!"
"What? What happened to her?"
"Looks like she’s been crying a lot, Senior Brother, help !"
Before passing out, Long Yue heard a familiar voice, was it... her master and mistress? But why did her mistress call him Senior Brother? Did they learn dicine together before?
Her mind was in a whirlwind, finally turning into chaos.
Long Yue had a dream, a very long dream, where she saw herself breaking up with Li Qingmu, and in rage, she ended his life with a knife.
"No, don’t!"
But when the knife cut him, and he lay before her, covered in blood, her heart ached so much, and endless regret ca surging forth.
"No, no—"
She abruptly opened her eyes and sat up in bed.
"Yue’er, did you have a nightmare?"
Her master’s gentle voice, like jade, echoed beside her.
She slowly lifted her head, her eyes a bit bewildered, and gradually, the scene in front of her beca clear. It was her master, really him.
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