flstandardbreds Chapter 175 "Can I get up now, Your Highness?"
Chapter 175 "Can I get up now, Your Highness?"
When they reached the border, Shen Changle stayed in the government office in the border town.
According to the imperial decree, Ye Lin was hung outside the city wall, and the Qi and Yue armies watched.
For a time, the news that the Princess of Qi had arrived and personally dealt with the prisoners of war from the State of Yue spread far and wide to the four countries.
Those who could not sit still after hearing the news included Yue State's chief general Liang Yi, Shen Changning who was far away in Qi capital, and Jiang Ci'an who had no way to meet him.
Ever since Shen Changle arrived in the border town, Jiang Ci'an has been guarding outside the county government office.
He waited for a whole day, but she just refused to see him.
Visitors come and go in waves.
Everyone who came and went greeted him with pity in their eyes.
He didn't care about these things. He was filled with anxiety, fearing that Shen Changle had really believed the slander and was angry with him for letting Ye Lin go.
He wanted to go in and explain to her, but there were so many people coming and going that he couldn't force his way in.
It was not until nightfall that Xuanque finally came to summon him.
"Prince Consort, His Highness is calling you in."
Jiang Ci'an was delighted at first, but then felt a little nervous.
Whisper to her.
"How is Changle feeling?"
Xuanque hesitated for a moment, but only gave an ambiguous answer:
"The county magistrate is paying his respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Border Town County Magistrate...
He is from Lu Mingchao.
Could it be that Changle really believed their provocation?
He became increasingly uneasy.
The closer I got to the hall, the more nervous I became.
"Your Highness, the Prince Consort has arrived."
"Well, come in."
Two months later, when Jiang Ci'an heard Changle's gentle and delicate voice again, his heart almost stopped...
He really, really missed her...
With a creak, the door opened and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the sword at his waist.
When he saw the pretty girl in a light blue satin dress sitting on the main seat, his throat tightened.
No sound could be made.
A wave of longing surged in his heart, making his nose sore.
They looked at each other from afar, their hearts beating fast.
With just one glance, he knew that his Changle was not angry with him...
I couldn't help but curl my lips.
His eyes moved down to her bulging belly, and he felt both happy and distressed.
I feel inexplicably bitter and mixed emotions in my heart.
He wasn't by Changle's side during her entire pregnancy. He was truly an incompetent husband...
At Xuanque's signal, he stepped inside.
He knelt down politely to Shen Tingyu who was sitting beside him and Shen Changle who was sitting in the main seat.
"This humble general pays homage to His Majesty the Prince and Her Royal Highness the Princess."
The county magistrate, who was originally sitting on the chair, also hurriedly stood up and leaned over to avoid his kneeling.
Shen Changle looked at the person he had missed for two months, who was now kneeling in the hall in military uniform.
She couldn't help but feel her heart beating faster and her breathing becoming rapid.
My throat felt like it was blocked by a ball of hot air, burning.
He barely controlled his trembling hands and drank two sips of hot tea before he suppressed the anger in his heart and spoke in a serious tone.
"Commander Jiang, I've been waiting for you."
"It's my honor."
Jiang Ci'an's tone was still steady, but his hands were already red from being pinched by his fingers.
This is the first time I’ve spoken to Changle like this.
It's quite interesting...
If he didn't hold it back, he was afraid that he would lose his composure and laugh out loud.
Seeing how cooperative he was, Shen Changle felt like laughing.
However, due to the presence of the county magistrate, she still maintained her composure and endured it again and again.
Gently putting down the teacup, she glanced at Jiang Ci'an in the hall.
"If Commander Jiang is here to intercede for the female general of Yue State, then you should go back. I have decided to take her life, and no one can save her!"
Jiang Ci'an glanced at the county magistrate who was eavesdropping, nodded and replied:
"Your Highness has misunderstood. I have no personal feelings for the female general of Yue State. If Your Highness does not believe me, I will take her head immediately."
"Oh?"
Shen Changle could hardly hold it back any longer.
Jiang Ci'an's acting was so realistic that if he continued like this, she would really burst out laughing.
Everything that needs to be said has been said, and the attitude that needs to be expressed has been expressed!
The rest can only be left to time.
He stroked his belly and told the county magistrate:
"You go down first. I have something to ask the Prince Consort in private."
"Yes……"
The county magistrate leaned forward and stepped back, and only then did Jiang Ci'an look up.
The two of them looked at Shen Tingyu who was quietly drinking tea and watching the show.
Shen Tingyu was stunned and smacked his lips awkwardly.
He stood up and brushed his robe.
"Alright, I will also withdraw..."
Seeing that Shen Tingyu had also left, there was no outsider in the room.
Jiang Ci'an's expression softened, and he tilted his head and asked:
"Can I get up now, Your Highness?"
Shen Changle's face, which had been tense for a long time, suddenly turned red.
She stood up while stroking her belly, walked over to him, and pulled him up herself.
"Do your knees hurt after kneeling for so long?"
"It hurts, it hurts so much!"
Jiang Ci'an looked at the person he thought about day and night, and his surging longing no longer needed to be concealed.
He suddenly bent over, picked her up, and gave her a hard kiss on the cheek.
This caused Shen Changle to let out a soft cry and pat his shoulder shyly.
"What are you doing?! Put me down now, or you might drop your son!"
Jiang Ci'an's sharp brows relaxed, and a smile appeared at the corners of his eyes.
"Don't be afraid! My son is not afraid of falling, as long as he doesn't fall on Your Highness the Princess."
As he spoke, he weighed it presumptuously.
Shen Changle was so scared that she bit her lips and hugged his neck tightly.
He was very proud, and he carried Shen Changle out of the door and strode towards the bedroom.
Shen Changle was so embarrassed that she buried her little face deeply in his arms, biting her teeth, looking very cute.
Only after he gently placed her on the couch did she raise her red little face.
She raised her handkerchief and brushed his face, pretending to be angry:
"Because of this child, everyone in the palace has been very cautious these past few months, except for the child's father, who is still so rough and clumsy!"
The child's father...
Hearing this name, Jiang Ci'an recalled the peaceful and warm time in Yuanyang City.
He took off his cloak and smiled.
"Does Changle like it?"
"Humph……"
Shen Changle snorted and was held in his arms again after he took off his armor.
When his love reached a deep level, he couldn't help but want to kiss her.
But he didn't expect to be gently pushed away by Shen Changle.
"Jiang Ci'an, I haven't seen you for two months. I feel like... you seem to have changed."
He had never been so rude and reckless before...
Hearing her say this, Jiang Ci'an suddenly came to his senses.
He released her shoulders and sat up straight on the couch.
Like an enemy.
"Changle...are you unhappy?"
Seeing her drooping eyelashes and avoiding his sight, he felt like being punched in the heart.
I'm so afraid Changle doesn't like him anymore...
"But is it still because of Ye Lin?"
Shen Changle protected her stomach and curled up in bed.
She stood a little further away from him before speaking.
"No, I know there's no private relationship between you and Ye Lin, but... I'm a little uncomfortable with you suddenly acting like this."
Jiang Ci'an saw the alienation behind her actions.
He was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, turned around silently, got off the couch, and moved a stool with one hand to sit beside the bed.
Taking a deep breath, I explained to her seriously.
"It's my fault. I was so focused on my own happiness that I lost my mind..."
Shen Changle heard the panic in his tone, clutched the hem of her skirt, and turned to look at him.
He lowered his head deeply.
There was a strong sense of guilt and self-blame between his brows, and his rough hands were tightly clasping his knees, and she felt a little distressed.
She moved over and gently held his little finger with her white, tender and delicate hand.
Jiang Ci'an raised his head in surprise and looked into her gentle and considerate eyes.
Suddenly, his eyes turned red.