Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife

Chapter 778: Secret

Broken Jade was assigned to the Music Bureau, specifically to teach the actors here to dance, play instruments, and sing songs, called upon for the entertainment of the nobility during holidays.

After he entered the Music Bureau, there was little interaction between the two sides, and everything returned to tranquility.

Li Qingmu continued as usual with his royal duties, while Long Yue stayed in her palace, making small, intimate clothes for the baby in her belly, or taking walks in the garden.

In Fengming Palace, a dark shadow followed behind Rong Si, and this shadow was none other than the State Preceptor, You Su.

"Princess, your son is truly exceptional among men; my enigmatic speed was actually seen through by him—amazing, amazing, truly amazing!"

You Su uttered the word "amazing" several times, but without any expression of surprise on his face, as if narrating something unrelated to himself.

Rong Si strolled leisurely, suddenly turned around, and said, "State Preceptor, you may proceed with certain matters without worry. As for Mu’er, I will keep him subdued! I will absolutely not let him interfere!"

You Su nodded slightly, "The words of the Princess have always been convincing, so I count on you!"

"State Preceptor, you are too polite!"

The dark shadow nodded slightly, then transformed into a wisp of blue smoke and dissipated.

This doesn’t mean that he literally vanished into smoke, but rather, his speed was so fast that he was beyond capture, leaving only a smoke-like image in view.

After he left, Rong Si sat down again, gently tapping the table with her fingers, her brows knitted in thought.

Yin Li entered, holding a set of documents: "Princess, these are documents on Ming Fei."

Even though she was deceived on the day of the birthday banquet, Rong Si, being an exceptionally intelligent woman, became suspicious and had someone conduct a thorough investigation.

"That Wei Yunyan does indeed live in the mountains and knows many things. Ordinarily, it seems there’s nothing suspicious, but we’ve discovered that her brother you’er is of unknown origin!"

"Oh?"

Rong Si murmured softly and picked up the documents to read.

"That you’er never lived with Wei Yunyan before, according to the mountain dwellers who saw her, it was always just her and her mother, with no men—let alone children."

Rong Si nodded slightly, "Could it be that he only arrived in the past couple of years?"

"But, I remember Ming Fei previously mentioned that she and her brother depended on each other. Think about it, in just two years... relying on each other wouldn’t really apply, would it?"

Rong Si raised her head slightly, realizing, "Your memory is indeed sharp; I had forgotten this detail."

"To relieve the master’s worries is the duty of this servant; Princess, you flatter!"

Rong Si smiled and nodded while leaning back slightly on the couch, gazing at the scenery outside. Suddenly, she said, "Winter will soon pass, and warm spring is coming. What do you think Ming Fei and Princess Consort Jing will give birth to?"

Yin Li was stumped, not expecting Rong Si to ask this, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "Best would be a dragon and a phoenix!"

A dragon and a phoenix?

Harmony of yin and yang, yes, indeed the best outcome!

Days passed by swiftly, and before long, spring arrived with flowers in full bloom.

"Lady Ming Fei’s pulse is steady, with a strong beat, indicating the dragon heir in her belly is healthy—such joy and congratulations!"

Imperial Doctor Wen Jingzhong was taking the pulse of Long Yue.

This Ming Fei had a good relationship with his daughter, so he naturally needed to be extra diligent, ensuring the stable heartbeat of Ming Fei’s fetus.

However, Wen Jingzhong felt there was something unusual while feeling the pulse.

When a woman lifts her head, her pulse tends to fluctuate somewhat, but Long Yue’s pulse here was a bit too steady, wasn’t it?

He harbored this slight doubt, yet only slightly, considering there are thousands of people with thousands of attributes—who knows?

Perhaps some people naturally have weaker pregnancy reactions.

"Lady Ming Fei has a good constitution, truly enviable. My daughter, alas, frail-bodied, has suffered from severe vomiting the past few months, losing quite a bit of weight and only improved in the last two months."

Long Yue gently stroked her swollen belly with a smile, "It’s already been more than seven months; just a couple more months, and it’ll be time for delivery. Imperial Doctor Wen, I’m a bit anxious."

"Oh? What are you anxious about, Lady Ming Fei?"

"It’s my first time giving birth, what if..."

"Lady Ming Fei, speak cautiously. There won’t be any ’what if,’ mother and child will surely be safe!"

Long Yue smiled, "Thank you, Imperial Doctor Wen!"

"Lady Ming Fei, you are too polite. Please take care, I shall take my leave."

"Liu Xiang, escort the Imperial Doctor out!"

Liu Xiang obediently went out to see Imperial Doctor Wen off, while the smile on Long Yue’s face gradually faded.

If Wen Jingzhong hadn’t mentioned it, Long Yue wouldn’t have realized the issue.

This was already her second child; childbirth would be much easier than the first time. Additionally, traces of childbirth remain and are impossible to erase. At that time, what would the midwives think upon witnessing it?

They wouldn’t speak in front of her, but once away, they would certainly inform their master, and might even tell Rong Si.

Then her secret would be impossible to keep.

This was significant; she had to discuss it with Li Qingmu soon.

"Lady Ming Fei... do you have something on your mind?"

Long Yue was pondering the matter of childbirth when Liu Xiang had returned. Seeing her in deep thought with brows knitted, she asked softly.

Long Yue looked up with a slight smile, "It’s nothing, just wondering whether it’ll be a boy or a girl."

She spontaneously brought up a topic, and Liu Xiang was quickly diverted, cheerfully saying, "Surely a Prince! You see how lively each fetal movement is; what else could it be if not a Prince?"

Long Yue nodded lightly, "Let’s hope so."

In saying this, she knew in her heart that this child would be a daughter.

Daughters are wonderful; daughters are their mother’s close comfort.

If the son is called Rui’er, then what about the daughter? What would be a good name?

Rui’er was named by Qi Yun, her Grandpa, so... how about letting Rong Si name the daughter?

One boy, one girl, each given a name—what an immensely joyful and warm scene?

Long Yue revealed a sweet smile.

Ning Xiang also looked pleased.

"Lady Ming Fei, His Majesty has arrived!"

A palace maid announced delightedly from outside. This Majesty treated their Lady Ming Fei well, visiting nearly every day, with seven or eight of those ten visits spent staying here. Such unending favor!

As long as Lady Ming Fei gives birth to the Dragon Son, then indeed, there would be no doubt of the Crown Prince title being hers!

Li Qingmu entered, seeing his wife so leisurely lounging on the bed, enjoying the sweet and sour loquat. He smiled and approached to sit beside her.

"Everyone, leave!"

After chasing away the annoying palace maids and eunuchs, he placed his hand on Long Yue’s belly to listen to the child’s movements.

"Quite lively, could it be a son?"

Li Qingmu was in a rather bad mood.

"Hmph! Everyone else wants a son; why is it, when it comes to you, you’re keen on a daughter?"

Long Yue teased him.

"A son will compete with me for you!"

The man spoke such childish words.

Long Yue retorted with mock annoyance, "What about me then?"

Li Qingmu sighed dramatically and gently tapped Long Yue’s forehead, "Nonsense!"

"Hey, let’s talk about serious matters."

"Hmm?"

"A Mu, I’ve already birthed a child; when it comes to labor and delivery, it’s bound to be noticed!"