Hearing this, Chi Yang felt a little sad when he thought of the bowl of medicine given to Shen Juan last time.
"Don't you like this child?"
Seeing Chi Yang's sad look, Shen Juan's heart was stabbed, and there was a slight pain.
Doesn't he like children?
He liked it because it was his beloved woman and his own child. At first, the joy in his heart was beyond words.
But after knowing that the child would endanger Chi Yang's life, he said he didn't like it anymore.
Looking at the silent Shen Juan, Chi Yang pulled Shen Juan's hand over and placed it on his slightly bulging belly.
"This is your child, you should love it..."
Shen Juan touched it carefully and said in a hoarse voice, "Yeah."
This is the answer Chi Yang wants to hear. He should make her happy.
When Chi Yang heard Shen Juan's answer, he actually smiled.
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Days passed day by day, until one day, Chi Yang, who was supposed to get up, never woke up from the bed.
She seemed to be extremely tired, lying on the soft bed, curled up, her black hair was spread messily on the brocade quilt, and only the slight rise and fall of her chest showed that her master was still alive.
Yu Nuan, who was sleeping, seemed to have exhausted all his energy.
All the famous doctors in Kyoto were summoned by Shen Juan. Each of them carried a medicine box and checked Chi Yang's pulse for diagnosis. However, after each pondering, they all gave vague answers and only dared to prescribe warm and nourishing prescriptions. Come to hang Chi Yang's life.
No one could really diagnose Chi Yang's illness, and Shen Juan's face was terrifyingly gloomy.
He suddenly remembered what the Taoist priest said... There was nothing he could do now. Should he give it a try for Chi Yang, but...
When Chi Yang woke up again, there was already a bright moon and stars outside.
She opened her eyes with difficulty, but she still felt extremely sleepy. Her eyelids moved downward uncontrollably, her head hurt, and her body also felt pain from time to time.
Since he could feel discomfort the day Shen Juan was assassinated, Chiyang's discomfort has actually become more serious in recent times.
The increasing pain in her body day by day accompanied her, like an alarm bell getting closer and closer, reminding her that her death was near.
But her child was not born yet.
She wholeheartedly hoped that something like this would come later, but it still happened like this, almost catching her off guard.
Until the past two days, Chi Yang had almost no more strength, but the imperial doctor told him to move more to facilitate childbirth.
Chi Yang then cheered up and followed the imperial doctor's instructions to walk more and bask in the sun every day.
Shen Juan accompanied him every time, but every time Chi Yang fell into a drowsy sleep, and when he woke up again, Shen Juan had already carried him to the bed.
She never cared about her body, and Shen Juan never mentioned it.
But Chi Yang knew why he read ancient medical books every day.
And while she was sleeping, more things should have happened.
But she had never heard of it.
They get along very peacefully every day, as if they have been married for a long time, and no one brings up unhappy things.
Shen Juan would tease her with a smile, tell her interesting things that happened in Kyoto recently, and cook food for her in different ways because he wanted her to take a few more bites.
But in fact, Chi Yang knew that he was not such a calm and gentle person. Under the man's gentle appearance, every hug and look at each other was like an underground river flowing in the shadows, making her unable to help but avert her eyes.
The paranoia and possessiveness in his eyes became more obvious every day.
Every move he makes subconsciously proves that he is still the gloomy, ruthless, paranoid male villain in the novel.
But I still try to control those things for her sake and want to become more peaceful.