My Lady is well

Chapter 178 Name

Jing Ruzhan's face was gloomy. He looked away calmly, but a complicated look appeared in the depths of his eyes.

He sighed deeply. This woman didn't even hide her fox tail, but showed it in front of him. He suppressed the abnormality in his heart.

He asked in a slightly cold voice.

"How do you tell others about the father of your child?"

Shen Yueyao's body suddenly stiffened, and she was instantly petrified.

She never expected to see him again. Everyone in the mansion knew that her husband had died of illness, and she became a widow at a young age.

What is he now?

She was stunned for a long time, her hands hanging in the air at a loss, cold sweat constantly coming out of her palms.

"...I...I...I was just making it up. Your Majesty, please don't take it seriously." She stammered.

"It's okay, tell me what you are talking about. I was just curious. When I came in yesterday, the midwife looked a little strange when she heard me say that I was the father of the child, so I wanted to ask you."

Although his words were calm, Shen Yueyao still detected a hint of sarcasm in them.

She didn't dare look up at him. Her eyes wandered around until they finally fell on the koi pattern embroidered on the quilt. She glanced at it quickly and stammered.

"...It's nothing, actually. I'm a young woman, and I'm pregnant, so it's hard not to attract attention. I had no choice but to say that the father of the child was sick."

Her voice grew quieter.

"Just got sick? Didn't die?" he asked.

Shen Yueyao looked up at his teasing eyes, blinked her long eyelashes quickly, and said hurriedly.

"How, how could he die? The emperor is right in front of me. I guess some servant made a wild guess."

Shen Yueyao quickly distanced herself from the matter and secretly prayed that she could get away with it.

Then he suddenly had an idea. He raised his hand to his forehead, pretending to have a headache, and changed the subject.

"Your Majesty, I have a headache and want to sleep a little longer."

Shen Yueyao said softly, with a deliberate hint of weakness in her tone.

"Let's sleep in the carriage for a while."

When Shen Yueyao heard this, she was stunned for a moment.

Is he going to take her back to the palace?

This time he goes back, he probably won’t be able to come out alive.

In fact, she was not unprepared mentally. She knew what would happen if she was caught by him one day in the future.

She felt a mixture of emotions in her heart and subconsciously turned to look at her child.

Her thin eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, her eyes were filled with tears, and she asked in a low voice.

"Has the Emperor named the child?"

Jing Ruzhang nodded and said calmly.

"Zhengyao."

Shen Yueyao pressed down the corners of her mouth, feeling a little unhappy.

"Yao governed the people of the world and pacified the politics of the country."

The name sounds like a life of hard work.

In fact, she had already thought of a name for her child.

Suddenly one day, she got up lazily to listen to the rain, and her heart moved, and she remembered a poem.

"The spring water is bluer than the sky, and I sleep on a painted boat listening to the rain."

At that time, she just wanted to sleep all day, thinking that her child would be named "Shimian" when he was born.

Following her surname, she was called Shen Shimian.

It sounds like a good fate for those who give up.

She doesn't have the desire to see her son become a successful person or her daughter become a successful person.

There's nothing wrong with living a lazy life like this.

Jing Ruzhang noticed her expression and seemed to not like the name very much, and couldn't help but frown.

He really put a lot of thought into this. Just by hearing the name, you can tell how much he expects from this child. If it were someone else, they would have stood up and kowtowed to express their gratitude.

She - actually dared to give him a cold look!

Doesn’t she like "Zhuangzi"?

Shen Yueyao thought for a moment and then asked.

"Do you have a nickname?"

Why would a prince need a nickname? When he grows up, the imperial teacher will give him a name.

Jing Ruzhang shook his head and said directly.

"No."

Shen Yueyao looked at him, with a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes, and asked tentatively.

"How about...I'll give him a name."

He frowned slightly. The names of royal heirs have always been decided by the emperor himself. There is no precedent of naming concubines in the harem.

But looking at the twinkling light in her eyes, he thought that she was still grateful for the name he gave her, and his heart softened.

Women always treat their children differently, so there's nothing wrong with giving them a nickname.

"tell me the story."

Shen Yueyao said with curved eyebrows.

"Shi Mian, how is it?"

This name sounded like it would not accomplish much in the future and had no royal qualities at all, so he wanted to refuse it.

But when I looked into her eyes, I asked for some unknown reason.

"Is there a source?"

She couldn't tell him that she wanted to sleep all the time. In fact, she just didn't want her child to live too hard. She smiled gently, shook her head slowly, and looked at the little person beside her with a little regret.

"It's up to you." He glanced at the mother and son on the couch.

Just at this moment, Jiang Ye was outside the door and spoke loudly.

"Your Majesty, everything is ready and you can set off at any time."

Shen Yueyao's body trembled violently, and she couldn't help asking herself in her heart.

In the end... do we still have to go back to that place?

What's the point of her going through so much trouble for so long?

She bit her lower lip, thinking about hiring assassins to be guards, stealing the imperial seal, and forging a pass.

Each of these crimes is punishable by death, so they shouldn't care about one more.

She bit her pale lips lightly with her pearly teeth, gathered up her remaining courage, and spoke in a low voice.

"I... don't want to go back."

He narrowed his eyes, his pupils darkened, and his voice was so cold that it could penetrate into people's lungs.

"It's not up to you."

Jin'er looked at her worriedly, afraid that the emperor would punish her.

He immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Please don't punish my master."

"Jin'er, take the child out first."

Shen Yueyao said in a deep voice.

"Master." Jin'er called her softly.

"Go out."

Jin'er hesitantly carried the child out.

Jing Ruzhang was no longer as warm as before. A chill spread from the bottom of his heart. He reached out and slowly pulled out a stack of rice paper from under her pillow.

I exerted too much force during childbirth yesterday and this stolen goodness came out.

Now the criminal is caught red-handed.

Shen Yueyao turned her head away, not daring to look at him.

But he said in a sarcastic tone: "I was wondering why Concubine Chen suddenly felt filial and wanted to personally get medicine for the Queen Mother. So this is your filial piety."

Shen Yueyao remained silent. What had been done was done. She did not regret it, nor did she intend to beg for mercy.

Then he continued, "I was wondering why you suddenly felt like copying my calligraphy, and spent hours doing it. It turns out that you had planned all this. Well, I thought I could see through people's minds, but I never thought I would be fooled by you. The Concubine Chen is really good at tricks."

Shen Yueyao felt her heart sink, her eyelashes drooped, and her voice became barely more than a breath.

"Your Majesty, I just want to leave the palace."

He reached out and grasped her delicate jaw, turning her face around and forcing her to look at him.

"Shen Yueyao, forget about this life. Just stay by my side and I will promise you a life without worries."

Shen Yueyao frowned and looked at him in disbelief, asking puzzledly.

"Your Majesty...what do you mean?"