MYUFPC CHAPTER 14
Don't you want a child of our own?
After the farce of Zhan Shaoying was dealt with, Jiashan finally returned to her room with Su yu and Dancui.
She held her stomach tightly with one hand. Somehow, the moment she saw Zhan Shaoying, she felt a piercing pain in her internal organs.
Was it the child from her previous life coming to her from the underworld to take her life?
He also felt that he shouldn't have been aborted, didn't he?
A flash of pain crossed Jiashan's eyes. Some things she had always been reluctant to recall slowly crept into her mind.
In fact, the child she had with Zhan Shaoying came about very simply.
A month after her father's death, Zhan Shaoying stayed overnight in the Princess's Mansion. At that time, he had not yet taken in any concubine, and the couple had a good relationship - at least, that's what Jiashan thought.
During those nights, Jiashan often tossed and turned in bed. The words that Zhan Yue had conveyed to her about the late Emperor always kept her awake.
She wanted to cry, but it seemed as if she could no longer cry.
She rubbed the corners of her eyes and turned to sleep, and was pulled into Zhan Shaoying's arms beside her.
Zhan Shaoying's voice was soft, as if he was both sighing and lamenting. He put one hand on her shoulder and said, "You've been by my side for all these years, I've only seen you cry during the mourning period for the Emperor."
Jiashan didn't like to show weakness to others, and she didn't like to cry either. Hearing him say this, she said, "It's the first time, and I hope it's the last."
Zhan Shaoying smiled wryly.
Perhaps unable to find a place for his masculinity, he became increasingly irritable. He reached out from under the covers and put his arm around Jiashan's shoulder. He leaned forward, almost face to face with her.
Sensing what Zhan Shaoying wanted to do, Jiashan's heart sank, and her voice was clear: "Are you crazy? It's still the national mourning period today!"
Zhan Shaoying's gaze lingered on Jiashan's graceful curves, his eyes burning, and he held her hand tightly: "I know."
"Don't you want a child of our own?" Zhan Shaoying leaned down and gently nibbled on Jiashan's earlobe.
Jiashan was both shocked and angry. She had never thought that Zhan Shaoying would be so bold as to act up during the national mourning period. Her almond eyes widened: "No, absolutely not at this time..."
"Father Emperor won't blame us," Zhan Shaoying interrupted her, his eyes burning with desire. He leaned down to Jiashan's ear and whispered, "Have you forgotten Father Emperor's last words?"
Jiashan was taken aback.
Zhan Yue's words, "Jiashan has no children yet," echoed in Jiashan's mind like a wake-up call. Her long eyelashes fluttered.
In that split second.
Zhan Shaoying's hands had already moved down spontaneously, stripping her clothes clean.
The two had been married for eight years, and Jiashan had never been pregnant. However, on this night, she was unfortunately chosen by the Bodhisattva Guanyin. But how could she keep a child during the mourning period?
Zhan Shaoying can not afford this child, and the same goes for her.
Jiashan found Hanzhu over and asked a trusted imperial physician to prepare an abortion potion. With a swift action and almost no hesitation, she administered it.
Yes, she didn't want him, she absolutely couldn't have him.
During the month that Jiashan spent recuperating, she instructed Hanzhu, "Even if the Fuma comes to the mansion, say that I am not feeling well and do not allow him to enter."
As the eldest princess, she was accustomed to bearing all burdens alone. She was heartbroken, but she didn't want anyone to accompany her in her sorrow.
Jiashan thought that without this child, they could still have another children. Unfortunately... there would never be any more.
When she had recovered and went to the Duke's mansion, she discovered that after the national mourning period ended, her kind mother-in-law had arranged for many concubines for Zhan Shaoying.
She had always been childless. Previously, Zhang Shi respected her as the princess, and with her father's backing, even if she dared to be angry, she did not dare to speak out. Now that her father had passed away, just as her father had said, Jiashan had no children, and who could protect her anymore?
She thought Zhan Shaoying would, but he not only did not, but he also took her most trusted maid, Hanzhu, as a concubine.
This was the Fuma she thought she had a good relationship with, this was the man she thought would protect her.
So much for that!
A wave of heart-wrenching pain surged through Jiashan's chest, as if all the events of her past life were replaying before her eyes.
She supported herself on the table with one hand and coughed heavily a few times, a faint metallic taste in her throat.
Dancui hurriedly brought her a cup of tea, and Su Yu also said, "What's the matter, Your Highness? Did you catch a cold just now? I'll go get you a cloak to put on."
Jia Shan said, "No need."
She took the teacup and took a small sip. The warmth of the tea finally slowly pulled her back to reality.
It's over, everything is over... She won't marry Zhan Shaoying again.
Jiashen's eyes were slightly red.
Dancui was younger, only thirteen or fourteen years old, and she had not seen as much of the world as Su Yu. She was still thinking about the image of the Jinwuwei guard, Zhan Yue just now, and as she thought about it, Dan Cui couldn't help but say, "Zhan Daren's appearance just now was really majestic and handsome."
"No wonder, in the past, whenever it was Zhan Daren's turn to be on duty, those sisters in the palace would always try every means to get close to Qianqing Palace."
Su Yu knew that Dancui was someone Jia Shen had specifically mentioned, so she didn't scold her for being disrespectful. Seeing the little girl's appearance, Su Yu even teased and smiled and said, "Is that so? How come I don't know, are you one of those people who tried to get close to Qianqing Palace?"
Dancui hurriedly whispered, "Of course not!"
Su Yu covered her mouth and laughed, "Look, Your Highness, Dancui's face is red."
Dancui hurriedly reached out to cover her face.
It was fine not to cover it, but once she covered it, it was really "no three hundred silver taels buried here", even Jiashen couldn't help but curl her lips.
Dancui came back to her senses, she stomped her foot and said, "Sister Su Yu is so mean!"
Su Yu chuckled, her eyes slightly mischievous.
Dancui paused for a moment and said frankly, "I think Zhan Daren is good-looking, and I think the princess is also good-looking."
She spoke so openly that Jia Shen only found it interesting. She didn't doubt that Dancui had any ulterior motives towards Zhan Yue. Some people, the more they have plans, the more they like to hide them.
In the past life, whenever Zhan Shaoying came to the Princess's Mansion, Hanzhu would always consciously avoid him. Whenever she mentioned Zhan Shaoying to Hanzhu, Hanzhu would also just pass it over, never talking about it in depth.
At that time Jiashen only thought that Hanzhu was abiding by her duty, but now that she thought about it, she was afraid that it would be easy to say too much and do too much, to look too much and do too much, and to accidentally slip up.
Jiashen smiled and said, "Zhan Daren is indeed good-looking, and I think so too."
Dancui proudly glanced at Su Yu, as if to say, "See?"
Su Yu quickly said, "Yes. This servant also thinks so."
"You're the smart one." Seeing that Su Yu was quick to change the subject, Jiashen chuckled softly.
She gestured for Su Yu to hand her the letter of reply from Pei Yuantang that Zhan Yue had brought.
Ever since her conversation with Yuan Kang, Zhao Youze's eyes had become the most important thing in her heart. She was not in a hurry to get married, but if her younger brother's eyes were not cured, they would still be fish on a chopping board.
Jiashen opened the seal of the letter, and a faint fragrance of orchids wafted through the air, like the scent of that elegant and carefree man.
The handwritten letter contained only a few simple words——
I have already sent a message to my fifth uncle about the miracle doctor Kong's matter. Take it easy. I will have a day off in five days and will go to Changchun to see you. Please don't be impatient.
This letter was handed over to Zhan Yue by Pei Yuantang yesterday, so the five days he mentioned should be four days from now.
Jiashen's eyes narrowed.
Since she was reborn, she had always wanted to see her cousin. Firstly, he was the most trustworthy person, she had besides Zhao Youze. Secondly, she would probably need his help with her marriage.
She didn't want to marry another incompetent man.
However, speaking of capable people. Jiashen's mind suddenly popped up an exquisite face - the Commander of the Jinwuwei Guards, the future Commander-in-Chief of the Five Armies.
It seemed that there was no one more worthy of her trust than him.
Jiashen's eyebrows furrowed into a knot, and she let out a light sigh.
Well... there's still a long way to go, so let's talk about it later.
Jia Shen told herself this.
She rubbed her temples and slowly erased the cold figure from her mind.
National mourning period - A period of mourning for the death of a emperor. During this time, certain activities are considered inappropriate or disrespectful, such as public celebrations or displays of joy.
Bodhisattva Guanyin - refers to the Bodhisattva Guanyin, who is often associated with fertility and childbirth.
Fuma - Prince Consort; here referring to Zhan Shaoying.