"Surprised, aren't you?" Mo Qinghuan touched her belly. Zhao Yiyi waved her hand away. "Don't worry. The baby's fine."
Mo Qinghuan sat down and went along with her. "Tell me. What on earth happened?"
Zhao Yiyi sat on the edge of the bed and began to tell what had happened early that morning.
"Ever since I got pregnant, I can't sleep in the morning, so I get up for a walk. I like to be by the lake and feel the cool breeze on my face. It makes me feel better."
"This morning, just like always, I couldn't sleep, so I got up and walked this way. Since it was still early, all the maids and servants who were up at this time were busy, so no one noticed me."
"Of course, no one noticed the sneaky Mo Yao either. I don't know when she crept up behind me and gave me a push. Then I fell into the lake."
"I pretended I couldn't swim and struggled desperately in the water. Sure enough, I fooled her. But she was the one who pushed me into the lake and yet pretended to be a kind - hearted person, running around to find someone to save me." At this, she sneered.
"This Mo Yao is really pitiful. After I was fished out of the water, she kept bustling around, as if deliberately trying to clear herself of suspicion."
Mo Qinghuan took a sip of tea. "You've known Mo Yao since childhood, but she doesn't even know you can swim."
Mo Qinghuan thought this was just unbelievable. Mo Yao didn't seem that stupid.
While Zhao Yiyi wasn't paying attention, she took out a vial of progesterone from her space and fished it out of her sleeve.
Seeing this, Zhao Yiyi rushed up and pulled at her sleeve.
"Quick, quick. Let me see what's so amazing in your sleeve that's like a magic bag. You can always pull out all kinds of medicine."
Mo Qinghuan gave a light cough. "Come on. Behave yourself. Hurry up. I'll give you the progesterone injection."
After Zhao Yiyi was pushed off the pavilion by Min Feiyan last time and almost had a miscarriage, Mo Qinghuan gave her a progesterone injection to save the baby in her belly. Since then, Zhao Yiyi had always admired Mo Qinghuan.
She even regarded this so - called progesterone as a miraculous drug.
She scratched her head. Otherwise, she wouldn't have insisted on inviting Mo Qinghuan over today no matter what.
"Why did you do this?" Mo Qinghuan put away the medical waste and looked at Zhao Yiyi.
"You were right before. I regret not listening to you. If today, instead of pushing me into the lake, Mo Yao had chosen to poison me or do something else, I don't even dare to think about what would have happened."
"So I've decided. I'll take this opportunity to pretend to have a miscarriage, then fall out with the general, move out of the general's mansion, and go to the duke's mansion to wait for the baby to be born."
Mo Qinghuan nodded. She had told Zhao Yiyi this when she first got pregnant, but at that time, Zhao Yiyi hadn't listened.
"Okay. That's not difficult. But aren't you scared now? Aren't you afraid that during the few months you're away, Ning Shouzhang's heart will be completely bewitched by Mo Yao?"
Zhao Yiyi smiled, looking quite calm. "Do you think it's strange? I suddenly figured it out today. Some things, some people, the tighter you hold on to them, the more likely you are to lose them."
"It's good to figure it out early. After all, sometimes, love isn't everything for a woman."
After packing up, she helped Zhao Yiyi into bed, then walked to the door and opened it.
Everyone was standing outside. Ning Shouzhang looked very gloomy. Duke Zhao had his arm around his wife, who was crying her heart out.
"Madam, take care of your health. Don't be too sad. Yiyi has a strong constitution. It won't be difficult for her to have children in the future."
Originally, she didn't want to upset the two old people, but only in this way would it seem more believable.
But she didn't expect that after hearing this, the duchess almost fainted.
Ning Shouzhang rushed into the room right away after hearing this. She looked back at him.
She saw him throwing himself at Zhao Yiyi's bedside, holding her hand and putting it on his face.
"Yiyi, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kept that bitch in the mansion. I'll go and kick her out right now. Don't cry, okay?"
Mo Qinghuan thought it was ridiculous. Were all men like this?
Did they only wake up after they had lost something?
Zhao Yiyi waved his hand away and said hoarsely, "I'm tired. I don't want to care anymore. I won't care in the future either."
She shouted to the people outside, "Father, Mother."
Duke Zhao supported the duchess and walked in. The duchess pushed Ning Shouzhang aside and sat beside Zhao Yiyi's bed. "Don't cry, my dear. You'll have children again in the future."
Seeing her mother so sad, Zhao Yiyi just wanted to get back to the duke's mansion as soon as possible.
So she held her mother's hand and complained, "Mother, I can't stay in this general's mansion for another day. Will you take me home? Mother, please. Take me home."
The duchess looked at Duke Zhao. Duke Zhao called Ning Shouzhang outside.
After a while, the two of them walked in. Ning Shouzhang said in a deep voice, "The carriage is ready. Yiyi, you go back to your father's house for a few days first. When you're in a better mood, I'll come and pick you up myself."
She forced a smile at Ning Shouzhang. "Okay."
Mo Qinghuan was impressed by Zhao Yiyi's acting skills. That smile was really amazing.
After the duchess took Zhao Yiyi away, it was time for her to go back too.
She let out a sigh of relief after getting into the carriage.
She lifted the curtain and looked at the passers - by on the road. Suddenly, a figure caught her eye.
"Stop the carriage." She lifted the curtain and jumped out. The coachman looked around. Still worried about her being alone, he had to jump off the carriage and follow her.
When he saw Captain Bai enter the back door of the House of Flowers, the coachman immediately understood.
He walked up to Mo Qinghuan and whispered, "Your Highness the Princess, let's go back to the mansion first."
Mo Qinghuan saw the carriage of the Regent's Mansion parked at the back door of the House of Flowers.
Her legs went weak. After staggering a few steps, she leaned against a big tree beside her.
The coachman didn't dare to support her. He just asked, "Your Highness the Princess, are you okay?"
She shook her head and turned to walk towards the carriage.
"Let's go back. Remember, don't tell anyone about what happened today."
The coachman nodded and drove the carriage back to the mansion.
After returning to the mansion, Yang Suxin trotted towards her.
"Sister Princess, you're back."
Only then did she notice that Mo Qinghuan's face looked a bit strange.
She asked carefully, "Sister Princess, what's wrong?"
Mo Qinghuan looked at Yang Suxin. "His Highness should still be taking a bath. You wait for a while. I'm not feeling well. I'll go back to my room first."
Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Yang Suxin didn't bother her.
At this moment, in the basement of the House of Flowers.
Mu Yanming was sitting in the upper - most seat. Two rows of people in black were sitting below.
He picked up the list in front of him and looked at it. "The Cinnabar Plan officially begins."