Forcibly Snatched by the Tyrant After Transmigrating into a Book 46

Chapter 46

The broken skin on Chu Yi’s legs had healed in two or three days. Fearing he had misdiagnosed himself, he had Lianfang take his pulse. The conclusion was that it was a pregnancy pulse, just that the pregnancy was still in its early stages.

These past few days, Sheng Qianheng had kept his promise to Chu Yi. Ever since Princess Zhaoning’s enfeoffment, he would stay in Jingyang Palace no matter how late it was.

He had originally thought that Sheng Qianheng was just being perfunctory, but he never expected him to actually take it to heart…

On the contrary, Chu Yi was on tenterhooks every day, deeply afraid that Sheng Qianheng would be overcome with lust.

But for now, Chu Yi’s biggest headache was whether to keep this child or not. Calculating the dates, it should have been the fruit of his own initiative that day. In the end, he was the main culprit…

Chu Yi had already avoided several routine pulse checks, but if he continued to avoid them, he was afraid he would be found out sooner or later.

He lay on the bed all day, too lazy to move. His gaze unconsciously drifted to his lower abdomen, and he muttered in a low voice, “Why don’t I have any reaction at all? Morning sickness, loss of appetite, back pain, nothing?”

Lianfang covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

Chu Yi sat up, glanced at Lianfang, and asked, “Lianfang, could it be that you’re also not skilled enough… I’m actually not pregnant…”

Lianfang quickly pursed her lips, lowered her head, and continued in a soft voice, “Your Ladyship, the symptoms of pregnancy vary from person to person. Some people feel uncomfortable all over from the beginning of their pregnancy, and everything is difficult; others can live in comfort, and others see no difference from an unpregnant person. Your Ladyship has no discomfort at all right now. This is a fortunate thing. How can you say it’s not good? Could it be that Your Ladyship is hoping for others to notice that you are carrying an imperial heir? The pregnancy is still in its early stages, and it’s not showing yet. As long as the imperial physician can’t detect it, no one will know.”

She paused for a moment and said deliberately, “If Your Ladyship has any doubts about this servant’s medical skills, you might as well summon an imperial physician to take a routine pulse to ease your worries and avoid unnecessary trouble…”

Chu Yi shook his head repeatedly. That wouldn’t do. Even if he was already pregnant, if it was made public at this time, it would probably attract the jealousy of that Princess Zhaoning…

He sighed heavily. How could this child have come at such a critical moment?

As a Qianyuan, Moshu could naturally detect the scent of a pregnant Kunze from their xìnxiāng, but neither Lianfang nor Chu Yi knew of this ability of a Qianyuan.

If he told the two of them about this, it would probably just add to their troubles. After entering the room, he reported, “Your Ladyship, that Princess Zhaoning has visited Yanxi Palace several times and has been stopped by this servant. But… if you don’t go and see her as Consort Wan, I’m afraid she will resort to force…”

Chu Yi closed his eyes, unwilling to face that Princess Zhaoning. Couldn’t she just stay in her Zhongcui Palace? Zhongcui Palace, Jingyang Palace, and Yanxi Palace were on opposite corners of the palace, very far apart, almost the farthest distance in this harem. They should have kept to themselves.

He sent Moshu to inquire about Sheng Qianheng’s whereabouts, while he sat before the bronze mirror, debating whether to put on women’s clothes…

Moshu returned in less than half an hour and reported that Sheng Qianheng was in the imperial study, discussing matters.

Chu Yi also finished dressing up and was about to get up and go to Yanxi Palace to take charge.

He never thought that he had only been sitting for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before that Princess Zhaoning had already come to visit.

Chu Yi stood up and bowed to her, asking, “What brings Consort De here?”

Princess Zhaoning looked at Chu Yi’s already feminine face and couldn’t help but feel suspicious. How could the only three consorts in this palace be so similar? This Da Mo emperor really liked this kind of look…

“Oh~ Elder sister, younger sister has come this time to ask if His Majesty has anything he likes, so I can prepare… I’ve been in the palace for a few days now, and His Majesty has never even been to my Zhongcui Palace to sit…”

Chu Yi felt a little uncomfortable smelling the scent on that Princess Zhaoning and could only cover his nose and mouth with a silk handkerchief, feigning illness. “His Majesty doesn’t often come to my Yanxi Palace either… I’m afraid Consort De has asked the wrong person…”

Princess Zhaoning was extremely sensitive to xìnxiāng. She smelled the xìnxiāng on Consort Wan and found that it was exactly the same as the one on that Consort Hui…

It was absolutely impossible for two people in this world to have the exact same xìnxiāng.

She leaned in and sniffed. Seeing this, Chu Yi immediately dodged. Was she trying to get close to him?

Princess Zhaoning smiled faintly, pretending that nothing was wrong, and said, “But I heard that a few days ago, His Majesty even sent elder sister to investigate a case. That Lady Lu seems to have stayed in your side hall for a few days…”

Chu Yi drank his tea and said lazily, “Consort De has only been in the palace for a few days but seems to know a lot.”

Princess Zhaoning sat back in her original seat, kneading the silk handkerchief in her hands. “Elder Sister Wanpin, as a fellow Kunze, I have yet to experience a Rain and Dew Period with someone… Elder sister should be experienced. Can you teach me some things?”

When Chu Yi heard the word Kunze, he still had to think for a moment about what it meant. He was a Zhongyong. Could it be that she thought he was also a Kunze?

“These are all private matters. I’m afraid it’s not good to say them openly… Younger sister will know in the future.”

Princess Zhaoning had already confirmed Consort Wan’s identity as a Kunze. He and that Chu Yi were probably the same person…

“Elder sister…”

Chu Yi said, “No need to call me elder sister.”

He was a proper man. It was very awkward to be called elder sister…

Princess Zhaoning coughed. “Then shall I call you Wanpin? But that seems particularly distant…”

Chu Yi: “Just call me Wanpin…”

Princess Zhaoning: “Your Ladyship Wanpin, then let this concubine change the topic and ask, after forming a permanent mark, will this Rain and Dew Period still be as difficult to endure as before?”

How would Chu Yi know these things? He was always in a daze, letting Sheng Qianheng do as he pleased. He unconsciously raised a hand to rub the back of his neck and said, “You’ll know these things in the future…”

Princess Zhaoning nodded slightly. The maid beside her leaned in and said a few words to her. She looked flustered and actually knocked over the teacup by her hand.

Some tea splashed on the back of Chu Yi’s hand. That Princess Zhaoning immediately supported his wrist and said with concern, “Did you get scalded?”

After a moment of daze, Chu Yi immediately withdrew his hand and shook his head. “It’s nothing… This consort is tired, so I won’t keep Consort De any longer.”

Princess Zhaoning stood up. After Chu Yi had paid his respects and seen her out of Yanxi Palace, he immediately went back to the room and sat down.

Lianfang, who had been hiding on the side, immediately stepped forward, checked the back of Chu Yi’s scalded hand, and asked, “Your Ladyship, do you need to apply some ointment? I don’t think that Princess Zhaoning is a good person…”

Chu Yi carefully considered the meaning behind Princess Zhaoning’s words. She had deliberately mentioned words like Kunze and permanent mark. There must be a deep meaning…

“Lianfang, what are the chances of a Zhongyong getting pregnant?”

Lianfang paused for a moment and said, “This servant does not know. I only know that a Zhongyong’s pregnancy rate is lower than a Kunze’s…”

Chu Yi looked down at his lower abdomen, puzzled. If he went by the gender recorded in the book, he, as a Zhongyong, should have difficulty getting pregnant. He wasn’t the protagonist and didn’t have any protagonist’s halo. To get pregnant so easily seemed strange.

Kunze… permanent mark…

He remembered seeing a bite mark on the back of his neck in the bronze mirror not long after he had married Sheng Qianheng. Could it be…?

He looked up at Lianfang and asked, “Lianfang, am I really a Zhongyong?”

Lianfang: “Your Ladyship, why do you ask…?”

Chu Yi supported his forehead, thinking that if he was already a Kunze and had formed a permanent mark, it was absolutely impossible for Sheng Qianheng not to know.

Then the answer now did not need to be told by others.

Chu Yi said with certainty, “I am already a Kunze.”

Lianfang immediately knelt, not daring to look at Chu Yi. Her master had been so happy when he had differentiated into a Zhongyong back then.

“Your Ladyship…”

Chu Yi looked at Lianfang’s trembling figure and felt a chill in his heart. So everyone around him knew. Only he was kept in the dark…

“Lianfang, when did you know…”

Lianfang said tremblingly, “Your Ladyship, from the day His Majesty brought me and Moshu into the palace to serve you again, this servant noticed that you had a xìnxiāng and were already a Kunze. This servant saw that His Majesty was hiding it from you… and that Your Ladyship also disliked the gender of a Kunze, so…”

Chu Yi pressed his lips together, feeling a slight headache. So the scent he usually smelled on Sheng Qianheng was not incense but the so-called xìnxiāng! And his frequent weakness in the legs was just a reaction to Sheng Qianheng’s xìnxiāng after forming a permanent mark!

The book recorded that once a Kunze formed a permanent mark, it meant that they could never leave the Qianyuan they had formed a mark with for the rest of their lives and would be controlled by them for the rest of their lives…

A permanent mark should be a matter decided by both parties, but he had been hastily marked by Sheng Qianheng and it had been hidden from him until now.

He only felt a mixture of feelings in his heart and found it difficult to accept the current situation for a moment.

Princess Zhaoning had only been out of Yanxi Palace for a few li before she said to her maid, “Consort Wan is pregnant…”

The maid: “This servant has served many pregnant consorts in Qianlin. I could tell at a glance. As expected!”

Princess Zhaoning: “This Consort Hui and Consort Wan are quite interesting…”

The maid: “Your Ladyship, did you see something?”

Princess Zhaoning: “We’ll talk about it when we get back to the palace.”

Near midnight, Chu Yi lay on the bed, exhausted. He closed his eyes several times, forcing himself to sleep.

However, his mind was still filled with the matter of Princess Zhaoning today. She must have had a plan, but she had left without doing anything.

She had deliberately tried to get close to him, knocked over the teacup, and held his wrist. This whole process was as smooth as flowing water…

Could it be that she had detected his pregnancy when she touched his wrist?

But so what? He was just Consort Wan at that time.

But the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. The person sent for a marriage alliance was naturally not a simple person.

As far as he knew, the princess from the marriage alliance was also a Kunze. She naturally knew more about xìnxiāng than he did… Perhaps she had already guessed that Consort Wan was Consort Hui. Otherwise, why would she have tested him repeatedly at that time?

Sheng Qianheng was in the imperial study, discussing matters, until the third watch before he rested. He raised a hand to gently rub the bridge of his nose, feeling a sting in his eyes and a wave of fatigue.

For some reason, his right eyelid had been twitching a lot today, and a faint sense of unease rose in his heart.

When he took the palanquin to Jingyang Palace, Chu Yi had already gone to bed.

He tiptoed to the bed, intending to lie down with him, but unexpectedly met Chu Yi’s clear eyes. “Why are you still not asleep today?”

Chu Yi shifted back slightly, broke free from Sheng Qianheng’s hand, and whispered, “Sheng Qianheng, I’m not feeling well these past few days…”

Sheng Qianheng immediately stood up, lit the candle by the bed, and helped Chu Yi up. “Why didn’t you call for an imperial physician?”

Chu Yi shook his head slightly and continued, “An imperial physician is useless. I need you…”

He had asked Lianfang today. A pregnant Kunze desperately needed a Qianyuan’s xìnxiāng. If they were separated from the Qianyuan, both the pregnant body and the child would be in danger.

Rather than letting others put him in danger, it was better for him to take this step.

Chu Yi took Sheng Qianheng’s hand, placed it on his own lower abdomen, and smiled charmingly.

Sheng Qianheng was puzzled. He hadn’t done anything these past few days, at most just with his hand…

He asked doubtfully, “Did you eat too much today? Bloated?”

Chu Yi sighed. He lowered his head, and a blush unconsciously appeared on his cheeks when he spoke. “Are you a fool? I mean, you’re going to be a father…”