Perhaps every young and naive girl has once hoped for a sincere love.
She used to hope for it too, and she even had it.
But after experiencing so many things, she realized that love is not just love; there is a family involved behind it.
It also involves various interests.
In the end, love is worn down to just responsibility.
And at the very end, not even responsibility remains.
She has thought countless tis, if given the chance to start over, would she still choose love?
The answer is no.
She will no longer long for that optional love; there are too many aningful things in life, and she shouldn’t waste all her energy on insignificant emotions, losing herself.
Maybe the heavens heard her prayers and gave her a chance to start over. How could she repeat the sa mistakes?
For the sake of such a blind-hearted man, even dying ten tis would not be enough.
"What if she can’t accept it?" Li Hua pushed back her tears and spoke calmly.
"I have a way to make her accept it; you need not worry about this matter," Xiao Shiqing said.
Li Hua laughed softly and coldly, "You don’t know the pain unless the knife cuts you. You’re not the one who experienced these things, of course you can speak so lightly. My previous assumption was that if she doesn’t accept, then do you know what my outco would be? It could be a blazing fire or a group of Daoists performing exorcisms. Why should I gamble my life with you? Winning doesn’t matter, but if I lose, I’m dead. If it were you, would you entrust your life to another person? You wouldn’t. You’ve survived today as a soldier by trusting no one. And now, why are you trying to make believe in you in such a nonchalant manner? As long as you pretend not to recognize today, I will be safe from now on. Yet you insist on dragging into danger, urging to believe in you. How am I supposed to believe? Entering the Xiao Mansion, I live each day with anxiety, always worried that I haven’t done well enough or that I’ve shown weaknesses or that I’m close to death. Is this what you call trust?"
Li Hua’s words carried the emotions of her past life, making her sowhat agitated.
This made those who haven’t experienced it unable to empathize and think she was overthinking.
Xiao Shiqing indeed thought she was overthinking, "I know going through such things would make you sowhat sensitive. It’s normal for you not to easily trust others. But... I’m not just anyone, Jirou. I will beco the person you trust the most. I can help you solve all difficulties, allowing you to live carefree."
Li Hua suddenly lost the energy to continue speaking. She knew he wouldn’t understand. If he didn’t understand, so be it. She didn’t expect him to understand anyway.
"Sorry, I don’t trust anyone, including you." That’s it; there’s no need to say more, saying more is useless.
"Jirou..."
"I don’t trust you. No matter how much you say, that’s my answer."
"Then what would make you trust ?"
"Nothing would make trust you."
"Jirou, don’t be like this..."
"Or you can tell a major military secret, sothing involving the entire Xiao Mansion’s safety. You know my deadly secret, and I know one of your important secrets, then it’s fair, and I’ll feel secure."
"Jirou, don’t be ridiculous. Military secrets aren’t child’s play."
"Yeah, military secrets aren’t child’s play. My secret is child’s play."
"I didn’t an it that way."
"Then tell , do you dare? If you dare to tell, I’m willing to follow you, do you dare?"
Indeed, all her argunts were no match against her stubbornness.
The old her wouldn’t resort to such stubbornness, but now, having a second chance, caring for this and that makes life aningless.
Xiao Shiqing indeed showed a troubled expression.
"When you decide to exchange secrets with , only then appear before . Until then, for my safety, please stay away from and don’t cause any trouble."
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"Can you really stay at ho with every day and not go to the court for work?" Qu Fulan lazily leaned on the couch, with a bowl of sour radish in front of her.
Xiao Shiqing used a bamboo stick to pick up a piece of sliced pickled radish and delivered it to her mouth; Qu Fulan opened her mouth and ate it.
Delicious, nowadays she loves eating these sour and spicy things. But of course, they can’t be too spicy, or her body can’t handle it.
"If the emperor himself said it, could it be false?"
Actually, he occasionally had to go out to handle urgent matters, while the less important ones could be delegated to others.
"Isn’t this too exaggerated? What will other officials think when they see it?" This treatnt is too good; whose wife’s pregnancy allows the husband to take one or two years off?
"What others think has nothing to do with . If they have opinions, they can strive to beco the emperor’s son-in-law, and naturally, they would have this treatnt too," Pei Ji’an said casually.
Qu Fulan laughed, "Actually, not every emperor’s son-in-law can have such treatnt."
Pei Ji’an laughed along, "Yes, so you’re getting a bargain while acting coy."
Qu Fulan pretended to glare at him and pushed the bowl of pickled radish away, "I’m not eating anymore."
"Then what do you want to eat? I’ll get it for you?" Earlier during the al, she hardly took a bite. Nowadays, even with sour plums and lemon, her appetite fluctuates. Whatever she can eat now, as long as it doesn’t affect the baby, Heir Pei will make sure to get it for her, no matter what, just don’t let her go hungry.
"Drink so chicken soup. I haven’t had today’s yet," Qu Fulan said.
The cook sent by the old lady was specially prepared for pregnant won, with all the als ticulously made to ensure they’re not greasy and off-putting to pregnant won, or so bland they’re unappealing. In short, she created well-balanced, flavorful als.
If soone had such a nutritionist, it would be a blessing, but unfortunately, Qu Fulan lacked the fortune to enjoy it. The cook’s dishes are quite relieving, but she can sotis drink them, sotis not, all depending on luck.
Nevertheless, Qu Fulan has her fixed diet for the sake of the child in her belly. Even if she throws up after eating, so will still stay in her stomach.
Although she cannot yet feel the child’s movents, it doesn’t stop her from considering the child inside her.
Even if she doesn’t pay attention, many are concerned about the child in her belly, not to ntion the one in front of her.
As soon as Heir Pei heard she wanted chicken soup, he imdiately ordered it.
Then he very thoughtfully prepared the sour plums and lemon water, so after drinking the chicken soup, she could eat these to possibly prevent vomiting.
In any case, drinking so chicken soup is beneficial for both the mother and child.
Should there co a day when she doesn’t vomit anymore, Heir Pei feels he could set off a firework in celebration.
Day by day passed, until in the fourth month, Qu Fulan suddenly felt a rhythmic thumping sensation in her abdon one day.
Initially, she didn’t react, thinking it was a regular twitch, but after a while, she realized it was the baby’s movent.
"The child just moved."
Qu Fulan looked amazed.
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