Смертная любовь в эпоху Северной Сун

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With a pout, she reluctantly apologized to Tuoba Chen, but taking advantage of Rongyue's inattention, she glared fiercely at Tuoba Chen.

The chill dissipated, replaced by the warm sunshine of March.

"The mistress's brother is naturally my brother, Tuoba Chen's brother. Join the army, what are you waiting for? Release my brother now!"

"Your subordinate deserves to die!" The military advisor hurriedly released Dongfang Yao and pleaded guilty with trepidation.

"Sister!" Dongfang Yao ran over in a few steps and opened her arms to hug Rongyue, but Tuoba Chen dodged and missed.

glaring angrily at Tuoba Chen, Dongfang Yao was about to snatch Rongyue again when the sight of red startled her: "Sister, your leg is bleeding!"

His eyes were filled with self-reproach.

He's so damn stupid, he actually forgot about her injury!

With lightning speed, he carried Rongyue and strode swiftly towards the divine steed ahead.

"It's too late. By the time you get me to the palace, my leg will probably be useless..."

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Ignoring Tuoba Chen's anger, Rongyue said to herself, "Take me home first, I need to take care of this."

Her steps halted. Go home? Could that house without him even be considered a home? How could her home be complete without him! Or was she intentionally excluding him?

His refined, jade-like face twisted with a dark gloom: "Remember this well, from now on, the palace is your home!"

Huo Ke gripped her fair, soft hand tightly, her silver teeth clenched, and Rong Yue almost growled, "Send me back! My leg can't take any more time!" Well done, being the emperor really makes you amazing, so arrogant!

Realizing he had just made the mistake she so disliked, Tuoba Chen was filled with remorse: "Mistress, I..."

"My legs hurt!"

"Alright, alright, I'll take you back right away!" Carrying the mother and daughter, Tuoba Chen hurriedly ran towards the village. After wandering around like a headless fly for a while, he suddenly realized a question: Where does she live?

Knowing Tuoba Chen's confusion, Rongyue pointed to the left in an annoyed manner. Tuoba Chen understood, nodded hastily, and hurriedly walked towards the brick house on the left...

Watching the valiant emperor frantically running around carrying two children, the accompanying imperial guards strained their faces, afraid that a single misstep might cause laughter to escape their lips. Seeing their usually stern and imposing emperor in such a comical and pathetic state was simply too much to bear…

Volume Three: Looking Back to Where Love Has Always Been, Chapter Eight: Warmth of Affection

After removing the arrow and applying medicine, Tuoba Chen arranged for Rongyue to lie on the bed, while he sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at Rongyue's beautiful face with infatuation and longing, his hand tightly holding Rongyue's soft hand.

"Feeling better?"

"Hmm." Rongyue responded casually, glancing frequently at the doorway and looking around, a hint of anxiety gradually appearing in her eyes.

Where's Baby? Why haven't I seen him for so long? Is he still in the wilderness behind the house? Or has he wandered off and gotten lost? Food is scarce in winter, and there might be wild animals lurking in the mountains looking for food. What if he encounters a wolf or something...?

"Hey, what are you looking at?" She turned her head suspiciously to look at the two closed wooden doors, staring for a while, but couldn't see anything...

The thought of the wolf encountering the baby made Rongyue's heart almost leap out of her chest; her eyes were glazed over, her mind was in turmoil, and her anxiety was even more pronounced.

"Mistress, are you perhaps looking for someone?" Her expression was clearly filled with worry for someone! Who on earth could possibly deserve such concern from her! Jealousy welled up within him, and his handsome face darkened with displeasure.

"Where's the baby? Have you seen the baby?" Rongyue asked urgently, gripping Tuoba Chen's shoulder.

"Baby?" Tuoba Chen glanced at Gouwa, who was blinking on the inside of the bed, and asked in confusion, "Isn't your daughter right next to you?"

Biting her tender finger, Gouwa fluttered her long eyelashes and corrected, "Gouwa doesn't call me baby! Brother is called baby..."

"Brother?!" Tuoba Chen's tone shifted dramatically, his face instantly darkening. He grabbed Rong Yue's shoulders with both hands and shook her violently, roaring, "What happened! Tell me what happened!! You mistress, which wild man did you have a son with this time! Tell me, who is that wild man! Who is he!!"

A sudden jolt made her dizzy and disoriented.

"Enough!" Rongyue shoved Tuoba Chen away forcefully, rubbing her aching shoulder. Her brows furrowed. "Are you out of your mind?! If Gouwa really has an older brother, wouldn't that mean she had two children in one year?! Honestly, you're such a grown man, don't you ever think before you speak? Besides, even if I really did have a son, how would I know who his father is? Even Gouwa herself..." At this point, Rongyue suddenly stopped talking, her lips pursed, and she fell silent.

Tuoba Chen was initially taken aback, but then found his questioning ridiculous.

His daughter is only three years old. If she has an eldest son, then according to the timeline, wouldn't that be Tuoba Chen's son?

His son...

His son with his mistress...

A dazzling camouflage tinged his starry eyes, unsettling his heartbeat and his very soul, all because of that fleeting thought. Their child, their child—how he longed for it, a longing that ached to the core…

What will their child look like...?

His gaze involuntarily drifted to the adorable, bright-eyed puppy, and a sudden, sharp pain shot through his heart. Undeniably, this little girl was a thorn in his side…

"Your Majesty." The military advisor's voice rang out from outside the door.

"What's up?"

"There's a child here who's said to be...that lady's son..."

"Baby!" Rongyue exclaimed in surprise, and anxiously tried to get out of bed.

Rongyue's anxious appearance made Tuoba Chen feel extremely uncomfortable.

He hugged Rongyue, who was trying to get out of bed: "Don't move! Canjun, bring the child in."

The door creaked open, and a blast of cold air swept in, dissipating the warmth inside and causing the room temperature to drop.

"Baby!" Rongyue took the baby from Canjun, brushed the snow off him, and looked him over from head to toe. Seeing that he was unharmed, she finally felt relieved.

This child...