The moment the palace master left, I felt a void in my heart.
"Palace Master, wait..."
Fang Chen hadn't gone far when suddenly, a sweet cry came from behind him.
"Chrysanthemum Sword, what's wrong?"
Fang Chen turned around and saw Ju Jian running over quickly, suddenly throwing herself into Fang Chen's arms, raising her small face, and kissing Fang Chen's big mouth.
Hmm~~
Suddenly being kissed by a little girl, Fang Chen's heart skipped a beat.
After giving him a firm kiss, Ju Jian blushed and said shyly, "Palace Master, you...you're leaving. I know I can't stop you. I'm doing this just...to leave you with a memory..."
The other three swordsmen watched all of this clearly from behind, and although they were envious, they were helpless.
"Little girl... I promise you, I'll come back to see you when I have time."
Fang Chen looked at Ju Jian; her petite figure gave her a loli-like appearance.
"You promised, right? Let's pinky swear!"
Ju Jian obediently extended her slender white finger and hooked it with Fang Chen's, saying sweetly, "Brother, you can't go back on your word!"
"No backing out!"
Fang Chen nodded.
After speaking, he left with many flying soldiers.
......
Yihua Palace.
"Dr. Xue, how is my sister?"
A woman of exceptional beauty sat on the embroidered bed, gently stroking her lower abdomen, her eyes filled with tension.
It was a moon-invitation ceremony.
Lianxing, equally beautiful and ethereal, stood to the side, nervously watching an elderly man with a long beard carrying a medicine chest.
Outside the embroidery room, Hua Wuque and more than ten disciples of the Yihua Palace stood guard with their swords drawn.
At this moment, the long-bearded old man extended three fingers and placed them on Yaoyue's wrist, remaining silent.
The atmosphere became somber for a moment.
You could almost hear Yaoyue's suppressed breathing.
"Your Highness, the child is perfectly fine. However, it's best to avoid getting angry during pregnancy!"
Pay close attention to nutrition.
Doctor Xue loosened his grip and suddenly smiled.
"Thank you very much, Dr. Xue."
Lianxing saw Doctor Xue out the door.
"Sister, are you... really determined to give birth to this child?" Lianxing asked Yaoyue.
Lianxing knew the most about Yaoyue and Fangchen's affair.
This is a tragic love affair; this child should never have been born.
"Um."
Yaoyue nodded and looked out the window.
Now, she herself doesn't know whether she should hate Fang Chen or let everything go with the wind.
What have I been striving for all my life?
A good life?
Unrivaled martial arts?
All of these were accomplished.
However, why did she still feel empty inside? It wasn't until she learned that she was pregnant that Yaoyue suddenly felt that she had hope for the future and a spiritual anchor.
Perhaps, this is how I will spend my life: giving birth to this child and watching him grow up.
Perhaps this is a different kind of happiness!
Have you forgiven him?
Lianxing looked at Yaoyue, feeling somewhat incredulous.
She knows her sister's personality best; she's not the kind of person who compromises easily.
Is she so different now because she's pregnant with Fang Chen's child?
Is maternal love really that great?
Yaoyue didn't answer, but gently shook her head. Even now, she herself didn't know what to do.