Prince of Jin knelt down in front of Tang Zhuyun, hugged her legs, and pressed his head against her flat stomach.
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
What a load of rubbish we can hear now!
She patted the Prince of Prince of Jin's head, as if petting a beloved dog.
"Your son is probably just a bean sprout now."
Calling it a bean sprout is an understatement; it's not even as long as a bean sprout!
The Prince of Jin looked up at her. "Is it a son?"
Tang Zhuyun: "I hope it's a son."
This era is so unfriendly to girls.
Tang Zhuyun is now worried about Yanran getting married in the future.
She now understands Prince of Jin better; back then, when he didn't know the truth, he wanted to raise Linlin well from a young age for Yanran.
--Really, she wants to do that now.
Of course, the object of affection cannot be Linlin.
However, it's just a thought.
In short, raising a daughter is truly a lot of trouble.
Just as Madam Yan said, even if she gave her daughter a dowry of mountains of gold and silver, she would still be worried.
That concern has eased somewhat now.
Because of Yanran, things are getting more and more off track.
If they can only marry into the family in the future, then there's no need to worry too much.
The Prince of Jin smiled. "If I had a choice, I would prefer a daughter."
"Hmm? Why?"
Are you worried that your son will fight with Linlin over things?
"I already have two 'sons'," said the Prince of Jin, "And I want a daughter as well-behaved and Lovely as Sister Yuan."
He's been eyeing someone else's daughter for months!
Although Sister Yuan is naturally strong, she is very well-behaved and easy to take care of, and everyone loves her.
Tang Zhuyun hadn't even reacted yet, "Where did you get two sons from? How come you've been keeping a mistress behind my back?"
Isn't Yanran even naughtier than her son?
Tang Zhuyun burst into laughter.
Prince of Jin: "It's moving, A-Yun, your belly is moving! Is it the baby...?"
"It's the child's mother laughing!"
How can this person be so mentally challenged!
Tang Zhuyun became even more determined to have a son. Wasn't it said that sons inherited their intelligence from their mothers?
She's the most educated person in the family, so we have to follow her example.
Prince of Jin stubbornly refused to get up, engaging in some kind of special communication with his future child, a smile playing on his lips, entering a state of self-forgetfulness that Tang Zhuyun could not comprehend.
After a while, Tang Zhuyun suspected his legs were about to go numb from squatting, so she patted his head and asked, "Are you happy?"
"Um?"
Are you happy to know I'm pregnant?
"Is that even a question?"
This child was one he had secretly imagined many times.
This is the fruit of their love, the best gift in his life's dreams, and a dream hidden deep in his heart.
"As long as you're happy." Tang Zhuyun's voice lowered slightly, and she ruffled his hair again. "I just want you to be happy."
Forgetting the hardships brought about by their families of origin, the two supported each other and walked happily on their way.
The Prince of Jin slowly stood up and looked at her.
"A-Yun, I'm not unhappy." He looked at her with his dark, bright eyes.
"We've been together for so long, do you expect me to listen to your joys and sorrows?" Tang Zhuyun said.
In fact, the Prince of Prince of Jin's mood began to change after Xiao Pang mentioned the Bai Lu.
His feelings toward his birth mother must have been complicated.
They have the debt of giving me life, but not the debt of raising me. To say that we have any deep affection for each other is hypocritical.
But recalling Bai Lu's ordeal back then—it wasn't that she didn't want to abandon her son, but that she was forced and persecuted to the point of nearly losing her life—how could the Prince of Jin not want to see her?
He would wonder, what is a real mother like?
Is she still alive?
If they could meet again, how would she treat him?
Tang Zhuyun knew better than anyone how much the Prince of Jin lacked maternal love.
No matter how good Nanny Jing was, due to her status, her care for her was always cautious.
But for a child, a mother's love is not just about feeding and clothing him and taking good care of him.
His glory deserves his mother's pride; his mistakes need his mother's guidance; and most importantly, he should be loved unconditionally...
However, for the Prince of Jin, that was a luxury.
Even more tragically, the Prince of Jin of Jin is now a father and a husband, and the maternal love he lacked, even if it were to return, would be too much for him to bear.
"You didn't ask Xiao Pang about her whereabouts just now," Tang Zhuyun said in a low voice.
Xiao Pang said so much, the whole thing was originally arranged by Fourth Master Xiao, and the clues eventually ended with Fourth Master Xiao.
Therefore, based on common sense, the Prince of Jin would ask Xiao Pang for clues.
However, he did not.
Tang Zhuyun understood.
The Prince of Jin was not prepared for this birth mother who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and did not know how to face her.
Therefore, Tang Zhuyun did not regret that her joy was overshadowed by her sadness; she hoped that the joy could lessen his sorrow over his past.
The Prince of Jin embraced Tang Zhuyun and sighed deeply, "A-Yun, why were you so clever?"
They didn't need words to understand each other's feelings.
"But I'm not sad, I still have you and the children. I just don't know if I should go to her..."
"Let's find it!" Tang Zhuyun said. "We can't hold grudges while we're alive. Let's search slowly, as we go through life."
Whether he lives or dies, we'll get a definite answer.
In this era, filial piety is the foundation of governance, and the importance of one's birth mother is self-evident.
Moreover, even in modern times, who wouldn't want to know where they came from?
In particular, the Prince of Jin of Jin's childhood was unfortunate.
"Shall I treat Xiao Pang to mushrooms another time?" Tang Zhuyun said, "But I don't know if the effect will be as good next time..."
Moreover, this thing cannot be tested repeatedly, for fear of driving Xiao Pang insane.
"No need," said the Prince of Jin. "I already know so much. Let's just talk to him frankly."
He pulled Tang Zhuyun to sit down on the edge of the bed. "You don't need to worry about this. Just focus on taking good care of yourself during your pregnancy."
The Prince of Jin is now starting to worry: is it safe for her to leave the capital since she's pregnant?
Tang Zhuyun said, "Judging from the current situation, there shouldn't be any problem. We're not in a hurry to get going; we can just take our time."
The Prince of Jin was still somewhat worried.
"Put that aside, I am a doctor myself," Tang Zhuyun said with a smile.
Upon hearing this good news, the Prince of Jin began to feel anxious.
"A-Yun, what should I do?"
Tang Zhuyun: "You? You don't have to do it then."
Prince of Jin: "..."
The Prince of Jin indicated that he would do what he was about to do.
During dinner that evening, he couldn't wait to announce the good news, especially emphasizing to Yanran that she was no longer allowed to pounce on Tang Zhuyun.
Yanran: "Really? Really? You're not lying?"
Tang Zhuyun: "... When have I ever lied to you?"
"That's wonderful!" Yanran twirled around the room happily. "Finally, there's someone younger than me in the Prince's mansion!"
She's old enough to lead her younger siblings!
"Mother, is it possible to give birth to twins at once?" Yanran asked, looking expectantly at Tang Zhuyun's belly. "Why don't you eat more?"
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
"My younger brother can be my soldier, and I'll be the general; my younger sister can help me with embroidery..."
Tang Zhuyun: Being your younger brother or sister is so difficult.
Has fate already been predetermined?