Chapter 997: Chapter 995: Not Taking You into the Palace for a Long Time

Now, every time she vomits, the whole family is on edge.

Saint Ruan looked at the pale-faced Su Yingxue, his handsome brows furrowed, “The pulse is fine, the body isn’t showing problems either, and the prescription you took is supposed to stimulate the appetite and strengthen the spleen without harming the fetus, yet you keep vomiting. I suspect this child might be the reincarnation of some demon.”

“You’re the demon… Ugh!”

Before Su Yingxue could finish her sentence, she viciously kicked Saint Ruan, “You old coot, if you’re so capable, shed your skin and let everyone see what kind of demon you really are!”

How dare he call her child a demon!

She wouldn’t let him get away with it!

Saint Ruan dodged her kick, shamelessly grinning, “I’m not shedding anything. If you have the guts, jump up and hit me! It’s not like I’m the one carrying a weird fetus and suffering! Besides, I didn’t become emperor and leave your hubby here in the dust, blah blah blah!”

Saint Ruan’s laughter was as irritating as it could be!

Chu Yihan had heard everything from outside the door; he entered with an expression so stern, his presence alone could suffocate someone.

Saint Ruan’s legs shook, “Chu Yihan! What… how did you get here!”

“If I hadn’t come, would you continue to bully her? Saint Ruan, are you seeking death?”

The word “death” from Chu Yihan’s lips seemed to turn Saint Ruan into a corpse already.

He ran faster than anyone could.

Su Yingxue vomited again, “Blah—”

This time there was nothing left to throw up, just the acidic water from her stomach, leaving a bitter taste in her mouth.

Chu Yihan quickly took the cup of water from Zhilan’s hands and rushed over to her, helping her rinse her mouth.

He cradled her small face in his hands, forming a circle with his palm, his expression cold and serious, “How could this be? Why didn’t you tell me if you were sick?”

“Your Highness… oh, no, emperor, grandfather said you’ve been very busy lately and shouldn’t be disturbed, so I’ve been waiting at the Marquis’s Manor for you to come over.” Su Yingxue curled up in discomfort on the bed, wanting to be obedient and sensible, but she never expected that being so would mean not seeing Chu Yihan for a whole month.

Moreover, the child in her womb was restless, giving her no peace day or night.

“Do you know what’s wrong with yourself? Should I bring the imperial physician over?”

Chu Yihan held her hand, feeling that she had slimmed down all over, and his heart ached unbearably.

Su Yingxue opened her mouth to speak but, seeing so many people in the room, changed her words, “It’s just some stomach discomfort, nothing serious. Have you finished with your recent busy work? Have you come to take me with you?”

Though she wasn’t eager for life in the imperial palace, she wanted to go wherever Chu Yihan was.

“If your health isn’t good, it’s better to recuperate at the Marquis’s Manor. Being with family, you’d feel more at ease. I am here to discuss military expedition matters with Su Hao,” Chu Yihan said gently, his voice soft and tender, as if cradling all his care and tenderness in his palm for her.

After waiting a month, Su Yingxue’s parched heart felt as if it were being quenched by Yu Lu, and she smiled sweetly hugging Chu Yihan, “Alright, I’ll listen to the emperor!”

Chu Yihan stayed with her a while longer, rubbed her head, and then went to find Su Hao.

Su Yingxue watched him leave. Their relationship seemed affectionate, sweet as honey, without a hint of discord, yet Su Yingxue couldn’t help feeling that Chu Yihan was not as attentive as before.

In the past, wherever he went, he’d think of her and visit, but now, he seemed uncomfortable being around her for long periods.

“Miss, although the emperor treats you well, after his coronation, he has yet to bring you into the imperial palace, nor has he mentioned anything about making you empress…”

Zhilan was hesitant to add to Su Yingxue’s worries with these words, but considering Su Yingxue’s position, if she couldn’t become empress, how heartbroken she would be?