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"Mother!"

Fujiwara Takuno's pupils were narrow and pitch black, like those of a vicious wolf ready to devour its prey.

Let bygones be bygones. A prodigal son who returns is more precious than gold. Since taking office as clan leader, he has been dutiful to his mother and never uttered a harsh word to her, let alone shouted at her.

But tonight.

He lost his composure again.

Fortunately, Lady Fujiwara didn't take it to heart. Her eyes were vacant, and she seemed lost in thought, perhaps not even hearing her son's shouts.

The Fujiwara family is a large clan.

The most central part of this group is undoubtedly the mother and her two siblings.

As an indispensable part of this little family, Fujiwara Reiki went back to her room after being diagnosed with pregnancy, as pregnant women need to rest.

The truth is clear.

No wonder she reacted so calmly upon hearing the news of her "husband's" death.

It's probably not because of her mother's control.

But because——

Anyone with common sense knows that pregnant women shouldn't get excited, as it can affect the fetus!

She may not be a good wife, but she is definitely a good mother!
"Mother!"

Fujiwara Takuno cried out desperately, his voice filled with anguish, "She's gone mad! She's completely mad! She's an absolute lunatic!"

"Shut up!"

For some reason, Lady Fujiwara also seemed to have undergone a drastic change in temperament; her face, which was usually indifferent to joy or sorrow, now appeared somewhat gloomy.

Fujiwara Takuno, of course, wouldn't shut up. He raised his hand and pointed to the door, "Did you see that? Did you see what she did? Mother, is this your choice? She will drag our entire family into the abyss!"

The servants all left.

With only the mother and son alone in the house, they could naturally open up and speak freely.

The charge of patricide is both deadly and not deadly.

The key is.

Whose side will Mother choose to stand on?

Fujiwara Takuno knew that he had frightened his mother in the past, so after reaping the consequences of his actions, he tried his best to make amends.

"The abyss? Isn't that a good thing?"

"Good news?!"

Fujiwara Takuno laughed angrily, "Mother, you can fool others, but can you fool yourself? She has never taken Watari Tetsuya seriously. This marriage was a conspiracy she meticulously planned from beginning to end, a conspiracy!"

Lady Fujiwara's face was cold and gloomy.

"What conspiracy?"

Fujiwara Takuno took a deep breath, slowly lowered his hand, adjusted his breathing, and looked directly at Madam Fujiwara with a sharp and deep gaze.

"She's such a good daughter to her mother. How could her mother not know what she's planning?"

"Fujiwara Takuno, watch your tone of voice."

"Mother!"

Fujiwara Takuno didn't back down; instead, he took a step forward. "Are you unaware? Or are you unwilling to understand? Watari Tetsuya is dead, and the wedding is next month. There's no time for us to escape!"

"Since she wants to get married, then let her get married."

Lady Fujiwara suddenly understood.

Also.

If you're pregnant with a child born after your death, do you have any other options?

But Fujiwara Takuno seemed incredulous, "Mother, are you really that stubborn?"

"Then what do you suggest? What should we do with the child? Make her abort it? Putting aside what the royal family would think if they found out, you don't understand the kind of changes a child can bring to a woman."

"You shouldn't cover for her anymore!"

Fujiwara Takuno roared, not out of anger, but out of extreme disappointment. His eyes darkened, and his voice became low and hoarse as he spoke each word clearly.

"Is that child really Tetsuya Watari's?"

Lady Fujiwara's expression changed drastically, her sharp eyes filled with a warning.

"Fujiwara Takuno, do you know what you're saying? That child can only be Watari Tetsuya's."

That will only be it.

The choice of words is quite meaningful.

However, Takuno Fujiwara didn't seem to understand, and just twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Of course I know what I'm saying, and I can take full responsibility for my words and actions. But what about her? Can she take responsibility for her actions?"

"How could a prince who is no better than a good-for-nothing and so ugly possibly catch her eye? Mother, you just said that a woman can change because of her child, so please tell me, as a woman, would you be willing to bear children for a guy like Watari Tetsuya?"

Love has no reason.

Lady Fujiwara actually brought up the reply her daughter had just given her, it seems she really couldn't find any other excuse to deal with it.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fujiwara Takuno threw his head back and laughed, his smile wicked and arrogant.

"Mother."

You're actually talking to me about love?

Does such a thing exist in this world?

This is not called paranoia.

Humans can never imagine things they have never seen.

“If this matter is exposed, Mother, do you know what the consequences will be? Our Fujiwara family will be despised, hated, and condemned by the entire country. We will bear the most shameful infamy and be forever nailed to the pillar of shame in history.”

“Mother, it’s not just me. You’re the same. She never considered anyone; we were all just her tools. It’s one thing for her to be insane, but she also strapped explosives to all of us without our knowledge. If they explode, we’ll all be killed with her.”

"Mother, do you think this is fair?"

“Our present is the result of generations of hard work and struggle by our ancestors. I think Father could understand your pain over your death. But you risked a hundred years of foundation for a madman. Now that you are in the afterlife, can you face Father and our ancestors?”

Lady Fujiwara fell silent, and only two disordered breaths could be heard in the room.

"Are you so certain about her child...?"

After a long while, Lady Fujiwara spoke.

"I can take all my bets."

Without hesitation, Fujiwara Takuno spoke slowly and clearly, each word like a nail striking the floor; he had probably never been so resolute in his life.

"Her child is definitely not Watari Tetsuya's."

Lady Fujiwara looked at him, her face a deep, unfathomable darkness.

"Then who do you think it is?"

Fujiwara Takuno did not answer immediately, because after being bombed twice in a row, his mind was in a mess and he had not had time to think about the question. However, when Mrs. Fujiwara brought it up, a face almost subconsciously appeared in his eyes.

An East Asian face.

“Mother, you shouldn’t ask me this question, but ask your precious daughter. She will definitely give you a satisfactory answer.”

Lady Fujiwara slowly exhaled.

She knew she had to make a statement to reassure her son.

Everyone has moments when they lose their temper. If you push someone too far and they blurt things out without thinking, the consequences could be unimaginable.

How can one enjoy their later years in peace and comfort? Why is it so difficult?

Having such a son and a daughter is truly a blessing.

"What do you think should be done?"

Lady Fujiwara softened her tone.

Fujiwara Takuno grinned. "My mother asked me, but who am I supposed to ask? Did my mother ever imagine something like this could happen? Does she know how to handle it?"

Lady Fujiwara remained noncommittal.

"You go and rest first, I'll go talk to her."

Fujiwara Takuno tugged at his collar, let out a long breath, and nodded. His surging emotions made him forget to say any polite words.

"Those doctors from earlier."

As she turned to leave, Lady Fujiwara spoke.

"clear."

Fujiwara Takuno opened the door and went out.

"Was your mother also very excited?"

Fujiwara Reiki seemed to have a premonition that her mother would come, and therefore did not rest.

Also.

There were too many people talking at once.

As a mother, it's only natural to visit her daughter on such a significant occasion as her pregnancy. Becoming a grandmother is undoubtedly another important milestone in her life's journey, yet Mrs. Fujiwara showed no obvious joy on her face.

Simultaneously.

There was no anger.

Looking at her daughter, who was no longer hiding her maternal glow and gently stroking her belly, she asked calmly, "How long has it been?"

I just confirmed pregnancy by taking your pulse, but I can't accurately predict when you'll be pregnant.

"Less than three months."

Fujiwara Reiki spoke candidly, with a sense of relief, as if she had unloaded a burden that had been weighing on her for a long time.

Before being caught in a major incident, one is bound to be filled with fear and unable to eat or sleep. However, once the incident is exposed, one may feel completely relieved.

of course.

Stress doesn't just disappear.

It will only transfer.

When one person relaxes, someone else will inevitably have trouble sleeping.

Why didn't you tell me sooner?

Fujiwara Reiki said, feeling wronged, "Mother, I only found out recently myself."

"Does Watari Tetsuya know?"

"I just had a heart-to-heart talk with my son," asked Mrs. Fujiwara.

"know."

Fujiwara Reiki first lowered her eyes shyly, then, remembering the news of her fiancé's death, she was overcome with grief in an instant. Her expressions changed with clear layers, yet were completely natural, without any trace of acting.

This.

That's what you call a master of the highest order.

"Did he inform the royal family?"

Fujiwara Reiki shook her head, trying to pull herself out of the mire of low spirits. After all, she was not only a wife, but also a mother, and she had to be strong.

"Originally, we planned to find an opportunity before the wedding. It was Tetsuya Watari's idea; he wanted to add joy to the joy. But who knew that fate would play such a cruel trick on us."

What does it mean when there are no witnesses to prove something?

Let's all learn from it.

No matter what kind of accusations are leveled against that prince, he won't be so angry that he'll get up and argue back.

"do you know."

Mrs. Fujiwara gazed at her daughter, expressionless. "Modern medicine is very advanced."

Fujiwara Reiki looked puzzled and confused. "I don't quite understand what Mother means."

“What I mean is, dead people aren’t necessarily unable to speak. Watari Tetsuya is dead, but his DNA hasn’t disappeared.”

It's often said that pregnancy makes you stupid for three years, which is a bit of an exaggeration, but pregnancy hormones do make people's reactions slower.

Even if she was slow to understand, Lady Fujiwara had made her point so clearly; how could Fujiwara Reiki not have grasped it?

Her pupils trembled.

That's right.

She was in shock.

"What is Mother suspecting?"

Lady Fujiwara met her gaze silently.

Fujiwara Reiki remained incredulous, clutching her stomach. "Mother, in your heart, am I that kind of shameless woman?"

"Then tell me. Who is it?"

Lady Fujiwara said quietly, "You're not playing with fire, you're walking a tightrope at the Fuji Pass."

"Who is it? Who is talking nonsense? Is it Fujiwara Takuno?"

Fujiwara Reiki's eyes turned fierce.

"If you were to do a paternity test, what would you do?"

A mother is a mother after all.

There was no further pointless debate.

Every word is a gem.

Fujiwara Reiki froze, staring at Lady Fujiwara in disbelief.

"The baby is less than three months old. A paternity test? Mother, do you know what procedures are needed to get accurate results? What if something goes wrong? As the grandmother, are you trying to harm your own grandson?"

She actually has a pretty good understanding of current medical standards.

Lady Fujiwara's face was as clear as a mirror.

"What if we wait until the baby is born?"

Yes.

Testing carries risks while the baby is in the womb, but once the baby is born, there are no more worries.

"Mother!"

Fujiwara no Reiki seemed to have reached her breaking point. "You are not only insulting me, but also insulting yourself, your father, and the Fujiwara family name. Furthermore, you are insulting the Imperial Family!"

In fact, at times, to some extent, Lady Fujiwara was able to understand her son.

At this moment.

She really wanted to slap him across the face.

Who exactly is insulting everyone?

However, blood relations are something you can't choose.

The same goes for factions.

At least she is.

"There's a limit to how much a person can endure. Aren't you really afraid that Fujiwara Takuno will fight you to the death?"

Suddenly, Fujiwara Reiki became strangely calm.

"It's really him."

"The people who know you best are your family and your enemies."

Fujiwara no Reiki not only calmed down, but also smiled sweetly.

"So that's why Mother chose to side with him this time, right?"

Is Mr. Shih schizophrenic?
Compared to this person, they are nothing but a small fry.

Mrs. Fujiwara didn't want to ask about the other questions for the time being; she was too exhausted tonight.

But there's one problem she has to figure out.

It is a mother's responsibility.

She was responsible for being the matriarch of the Fujiwara family.

Simultaneously.

It also stemmed from a woman's curiosity.

"Who exactly is that man?"

Does it matter?

Fujiwara Reiki finally dropped her disguise and gently stroked her lower abdomen. "Anyway, it's not that dwarf Watari Tetsuya's. Oh, it's none of my business. That's probably how Fujiwara Takuno would describe him, isn't it? Sigh, that ugly dwarf, he should just be a dutiful prince, no one would bother with him, but he insists on being delusional. Most of the misfortunes in this world stem from—greed."

"Mother, he doesn't deserve sympathy. If you want something that doesn't belong to you, you have to prove your own strength. In the end, he died. What does that prove?"

"This only proves that he is not worthy."

Fujiwara Takuno was not trying to slander.

Come on!

What is this if not crazy?
"Did you kill Tetsuya Watari as well?"

Fujiwara Reiki smiled, one hand covering her stomach, the other raised with her index finger to her lips.

"Shhh."

Lady Fujiwara was lost in thought.

"What exactly... do you want?"

"Mother, why are you worried?"

Fujiwara Reiki took a step forward, a smile on her face, and slowly walked towards Lady Fujiwara.

"Everything I do is for us."

As she said this, one hand remained on her lower abdomen, while the other hand held Lady Fujiwara's arm.

"For our glorious future." (End of Chapter)