"Yes, you’re about to have a little brother or sister soon," Yang Chuxia said with a smile.
"Oh," Yangyang said, resting his chin on his hand, "A little sister would be cuter." Then he paused and added, "But in our family, Yueyue is an exception. It’s like she and Qingqing switched places."
In comparison, Qingqing is much more obedient, softly calling brother, just like a real girl. That Yueyue is just too haughty.
Yang Dongxue smiled. Whether it’s a boy or girl is not her concern right now. She’s more concerned about what was really going on with this child.
"Third sister, I want to see him. Can you help ?"
"It’s not that I don’t want to help you, but you should rember what he said that day," Yang Chuxia frowned, "If things get physical, you and the child might get hurt."
"That doesn’t matter," Yang Dongxue said with a determined look. "I have to find out the truth. There must be a problem here. I can’t let the child be unclear and I won’t live in confusion either."
"What do you plan to do?"
"Third sister, could you help ask Divine Doctor Mu to intervene and check if this is really about the child?" Yang Dongxue said coldly, "I want to clear my na."
"It’s easy to ask Divine Doctor Mu to step in, but it’s uncertain if he will cooperate."
Yang Chuxia thought it wasn’t easy to handle this matter. Prince Le certainly wouldn’t want his scandal to be publicized.
Having Mu Shaoling intervene would an Mu Shaoling knows about it, and Prince Le might not be able to handle that embarrassnt.
"Can’t it be done privately, without him knowing?"
"That might not be easy." Prince Le is usually hard to approach by most people.
Getting him diagnosed without drawing his attention is unlikely.
"What should I do then?" Yang Dongxue grew anxious, "Third sister, you have to help !"
Yang Chuxia thought for a mont and said, "Here’s what we do: don’t worry just yet. Focus on taking care of yourself for now. After the peace talks, we’ll deal with this. Bringing it up before the talks might anger him, and he could cancel the negotiations."
"Alright then."
Yang Dongxue nodded.
"Enough about that for now. Let’s eat," Yang Chuxia served her so soup, "No matter what, the child must not go hungry."
"Yes, I understand."
The peace talks were being prepared by Baili Yan and his team. Ideally, a civil official from the court would represent in such matters, but they were all in the Capital City, and it was too late to bring anyone over, so Baili Yan had to prepare it himself.
The current situation is already better than he had anticipated. As for his loss in the contest, initially, he felt embarrassed, but then he rembered as the Emperor, he should be capable of handling gains and losses without fuss. Therefore, he decided to let it go.
A few days later, at the city wall of Mo City, representatives from Great Qi and Great Zhou occupied each side, negotiating for peace.
On this day, neither Emperor attended, represented instead by General Zha and Old Mu.
Both were rather rough characters with bad tempers. Great Qi demanded land cession, compensation, and annual tributes, almost asking Great Zhou to bow down.
Old Mu naturally wouldn’t agree, so on the first day of peace talks, the two representatives ended up in a fight on the city wall.
"Oh my gosh!" Yang Chuxia was speechless. Is this a sincere approach to peace talks? How could they let two military n handle this?
For the first ti, she thought, the minds in the Baili Family weren’t very sharp.
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