Chapter 175 Happy

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An Shi settled down for a moment and glanced at Ruru without any hesitation. He refused without hesitation: "I have something else to do, so I won't stay here to eat."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Ruru stood there with her head down lonely, the pain in her heart was overwhelming. Why were the two aunts so different?

She, a concubine, had nothing to compare herself to others, but the princess was also a concubine, so she still held the supreme position.

She returned to the room silently without saying a word. Xi'er reported this scene to Lin Yanyun complacently, making Lin Yanyun even more certain that she had a place in An Shian's heart.

When Yu Lan learned that An Shi'an went to see Lin Yanyun as soon as he came back and turned a blind eye to Ruru, she felt even worse.

If no new woman can attract An Shian's attention, there is only one possibility that this man has a more important woman in his heart.

Yu Lan was unwilling to accept this reality, and her heart felt like it was being pricked with needles. She had witnessed the changes in An Shi'an these days. She used to be very gentle to her, but now she only has the respect written on a piece of paper for her.

Yu Lan once again fell into the internal conflict of worrying about gains and losses, and couldn't eat or sleep.

Liu'er felt very uncomfortable when she saw her master in such pain, so she came up with an idea: "Madam, I'll go and ask the uncle to come over. I'll tell you that your pregnancy is serious."

Yu Lan sat on the soft couch in front of the window, feeling lost. The orange fuel lamp flickered, making her face even more broken and sad.

It’s not like she’s never done this before, but what’s the result? The attention she asked for was not what she wanted. The flowers she saw in the mirror felt different from the flowers she touched with her own hands.

She used to be so cheerful and sharp, but now she is like a demented lunatic, hoping every day that a man will give her some pitiful love.

"No need, my heart is not here, what's the use of people coming here."

Yu Lan's eyes couldn't help but turn red, and she reluctantly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Liu'er comforted her: "Aunt Ru, if you are useful, Aunt Lin won't be so arrogant in a short time. Madam, you have a long way to go. Don't be discouraged."

Yu Lan was silent, looking at the orange oil lamp in a daze. It had been a long time since her bed had been warmed during this long dark night...

The palace.

An Qi'en was full of energy after resting for a few days. She was the only one serving the prince in the house, so naturally there were no bad things and no conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. She lived an ordinary and happy life.

During the day, she was busy with her own business, either working in the drug store or living in the orphanage. Lu Bochu was also busy with the canals every day, and he was very busy every now and then.

Fortunately, An Qi'en is not clingy, so he can work with peace of mind. Day after day, the Chinese New Year is here in a blink of an eye.

During the Chinese New Year, Lu Bochu is the most relaxed time. An Qi'en is still busy. The business of her pharmacy has been good. Some poor people can't afford medical treatment. She will treat them for free. She has never been idle, but she suddenly fell asleep recently. My appetite has also improved.

After thinking about it carefully, she remembered that her menstrual period was delayed, and it had been quite a while since the prince came back, and the pain was quite severe. All her symptoms were consistent with Youxi.

An Qi'en took her own pulse and found out that she was indeed pregnant. She was overjoyed to finally have a child of her own after so many years.

An Qi'en returned home early and wanted to tell Lu Bochu the good news.

As soon as she arrived at the middle gate, she saw An Shi Anzheng coming out with a sad face. When she saw her brother's face was not good, An Qien heard the sound and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

An Shian felt sorry for his sister, but the emperor's order could not be violated. He said dullly: "There is a war in the southwest. The leading general died in the battle. Your Majesty ordered the prince to go to the southwest immediately to lead the troops."

An Qi'en was like a bolt from the blue, and the sword had no eyes on the battlefield. Your Majesty has so many sons, why did you send your favorite youngest son to the battlefield?

She was a little confused and at a loss. Now that she was pregnant again, it was the time when she needed Lu Bochu the most. Why couldn't the couple stay together and live together?

An Shi'an knew that she was feeling uncomfortable, so he comforted her: "Your Majesty has been good at fighting since he was a child. The war in the southwest has been going on for a while, with countless casualties. His Majesty sent him there but there was nothing he could do."

An Qien was stunned and didn't say anything. She knew that the emperor's orders could not be violated, so she could only sacrifice her family for everyone.

After sending An Shi'an away, she had been hesitant to tell Lu Bochu about her pregnancy. She told him that she was afraid that he would be distracted. If she didn't tell him, she felt that he was the father of the child and had to know about it.

Lu Bochu had already asked Agui to pack his things and he was going to leave early tomorrow morning. He was also in a dilemma as to how to tell An Qien about this.

He didn't know when he would come back after leaving. To put it bluntly, it was a narrow escape from death. He originally married her just to let her live a good life, but they didn't expect that fate would play a trick on them, and they couldn't help it.

An Qi'en pretended to be relaxed and walked in: "Your Majesty."

Lu Bochu was pacing back and forth, and when he heard An Qien's voice, his uneasy heart finally calmed down.

"came back."

He stepped forward, held An Qi'en's cold hand with both hands, and gently lowered his head against An Qi'en's head: "It's getting cold, so I need to wear more clothes, my hands are a bit cold."

The two of them had their foreheads touching each other, conveying each other's body temperature to each other. An Qi'en liked to feel nostalgic for this kind of tenderness.

A gentle smile appeared on her lips, and she whispered softly: "I am not cold, my hands are naturally cold when I just came back from outside."

As she spoke, her voice couldn't help but choke. Thinking of the impending separation and unknown date of return, she felt as if her throat was blocked.

"What's wrong, Qi En?"

Lu Bochu touched her cheek nervously, gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then held her face and looked at her with reluctance.

"Brother told me, I'm a little worried."

She looked at Lu Bochu with tears in her eyes. The warmth in his palms and the tenderness in his eyes were so real. The more this happened, the more reluctant she was to let him go.

Lu Bochu heaved a sigh of helpless relief. Originally he was worried about how to speak, but now that she knew it, she was as tearful and reluctant as he expected.

Lu Bochu felt very uncomfortable. He kissed her forehead and said, "Thank you for your hard work. You always experience separation. I don't always accompany you. I always owe you."

An Qi'en raised her hand and covered his mouth gently: "Your Majesty owes me nothing. Your Majesty has given me a very ordinary and happy life. Qi En is lucky to be able to marry Your Majesty."

Their eyes met each other with deep affection. Lu Bochu couldn't help but his eyes were red. He was not afraid of life and death by birth, but now he was afraid to death. He was her reliance, and he had to live well. Because of this belief, Lu Bochu became even more passionate. Reluctant to give up.

An Qi'en took the initiative to kiss Lu Bochu, and the two kissed passionately. After an unknown amount of time, An Qi'en paused and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, you must come back well. My concubine and children are waiting for you, and they will wait for you forever. "