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Ruan Yu fell silent, merely casting her a calm glance. "I have also said that as long as you truly become my wife, I will withdraw the arrest warrant. At that time, you can go wherever you wish."
She furrowed her delicate brows, too lazy to respond to his words, and the corners of her lips held a hint of tranquility. "I'm tired; I'm going back to sleep."
As she stepped out of the room, she saw Jiexiang standing motionless in the corridor and couldn't help but pause. "What’s wrong?"
"I... I was worried about you, madam, so..." Looking at Jiexiang's expression, she couldn't help but smile lightly. Turning her gaze to the withered branches, the snow resting on them was bright and glaring, falling into her eyes and making them shine even more brilliantly, clear and transparent.
Jiexiang was momentarily entranced and only followed Cheng Mosu after she began to walk away. "Madam, please rest well; I will return to my room now."
She nodded in acknowledgment but was lost in a myriad of thoughts. The person she missed thousands of miles away—she wondered if he was safe. Time does not age, love does not end; hearts are like intertwined threads with countless knots.
Time flowed silently, and before long, spring arrived. Looking around, it seemed as if the snow had melted overnight. She couldn't help but exclaim, "Suddenly, like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom." But what significance did it hold? After all, it was just a cycle of half-awake and half-dreaming days repeating year after year.
Shangguan Shaoyi looked at the spreading colors of spring and sighed softly. Turning around, he saw Jiang Yating standing behind him. Her figure already showed signs of pregnancy; her calm brows and eyes had gained a touch of softness. He smiled politely as a greeting and turned to leave.
She slightly shifted her gaze but said nothing more; the coldness at the corners of her lips became more pronounced. Today, her father came to see her and brought some fine fabrics for her new clothes. She only chose crimson and purple—not for any other reason but to showcase her status with "the court adorned in crimson and purple."
Her slender fingers brushed over the smooth fabric; the enchanting purple held a subtle lightness while the fiery crimson added a sense of solemnity. Looking in the mirror, she remembered her mother once saying that if one were to bear a daughter, their skin would become very good. She gazed at her increasingly translucent skin in the mirror, feeling as if her heart were ablaze.
She did not want a daughter; she only wanted to have a son.
Just then, she heard Xiao Jing's voice echoing in the room. "Miss, you're back?"
She was taken aback, thinking that Shangguan Yiting hadn't been back in Shanghai for a few days, so how could she return so quickly? Perhaps she had quarreled with Zhu Ye Feng and, in a fit of anger, returned to her mother's house. She sighed; if she were to act like that, her mother would certainly discipline her until she complied.
She approached Shangguan Yiting. Although Shangguan Yiting was also pregnant, perhaps because she was a few months behind her, her figure remained graceful.
"You're back, sister! How long are you staying this time? And how come I see that since you got pregnant, you haven't changed at all? You're still as slender as before; it really makes me envious."
Shangguan Yiting met her smile, and the warm spring breeze enveloped her with warmth. Her clear brows slightly relaxed, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead. "Enough, don't flatter me. I haven't even mentioned you; your skin has become even better. You look so fair and beautiful without any makeup; that's what people should envy."
"Alright, alright! It's really pointless for us to keep complimenting each other when there's no one else to appreciate us." Jiang Yating linked arms with her and smiled as they walked into the tea room. Xiao Jing served them flower tea and then stepped behind a screen to give them some privacy for conversation.
Only then did Shangguan Yiting smile and say, "I'm here to keep you company this time. In a few months, you'll be giving birth."
"That's still a while away; it's only early spring now, and my due date is at the end of summer." She couldn't help but smile faintly as she glanced outside at the pink petals, feeling Joy swelling in her chest.
"By the way, Yating, successfully reclaiming New North is indeed something to be happy about. When will my brother be back?" Shangguan Yiting recalled the most important matter, and her smile became a bit more serious.
Jiang Yating paused for a moment before lifting her gaze again with a charming smile. "Shaoyi has already returned; he just met me briefly earlier and left. I don't know where he went."
"How infuriating! I clearly called him to tell him I would be here today. Not only did he not send someone to pick me up, but he didn't even come home! I'm going to call him right now and bring him back." Although Shangguan Yiting spoke fiercely, she felt anxious inside. After all, she had stopped Shangguan Shaoyi from killing Zhu Ye Feng, and since then, although his attitude towards her hadn't changed much, she could sense a distance between them.
The door to the tea room was gently pushed open, and both women were momentarily stunned.
Shangguan Shaoyi, dressed in military attire, had eyes that were even deeper than before. The corners of his lips lifted slightly as he brushed away the frost on his face. Looking at Shangguan Yiting, he said, "Sister, I was just about to go pick you up when I heard you had already arrived."
"Are you not going to check the time? I said two-thirty, and now it's already three-thirty. Can you please pay a little more attention?" Shangguan Yiting's eyes were filled with anger as her gaze drifted over to the Rosewood Clock, and she furrowed her beautiful brows.
Jiang Yating looked at Shangguan Shaoyi's cold expression and felt that he was becoming increasingly silent, making it impossible for her to take control of the situation. Today, she had been admiring the pear blossoms in the courtyard when she vaguely saw that tall figure walking along the path, passing through the corridor. The spring breeze blew, causing pure white petals to fall onto his shoulder like medals. The fluttering white contrasted with his Black as Ink eyes, creating an enchanting scene.
She came back to her senses and explained for him, "Perhaps Shaoyi misremembered. After all, he just returned from the Battlefield and is quite exhausted, so..."
"Hmph, I think he simply doesn't want to remember," Shangguan Yiting's tone softened slightly, but her heart was still anxious, not daring to look into those dark pupils.
Shangguan Shaoyi smiled faintly, pondering for a moment while holding a cigar. The depth and sharpness in his Black Eyes glimmered as he said, "Is there something important? If not, I will return to the Command Center."
"You shouldn't smoke anymore. Yating is pregnant; she can't be around your smoke every day," Shangguan Yiting frowned. He did not extinguish the cigar but merely responded lightly. Watching the flickering ember reminded her of her current feelings—uneasy and uncertain.
"Forget it; smoke if you want. Just don't blame me when you meet an early demise," Shangguan Yiting turned her Eyes away and suddenly remembered something. "Have you thought about what to name this child?"
Jiang Yating was taken aback; she hadn't worried about such matters. After all, names could be chosen casually. But seeing Shaoyi's gaze dimmed as if lost in thought made her heart swell with Joy. "Shaoyi, have you thought of a name?"
"Let's call him Shangguan Mo," he said without lifting his eyelids as he extinguished the cigar in his hand. The two women beside him were left in stunned silence.
Such a name must be in memory of someone...
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