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Chapter 617 Secret
The emperor's mourning period was more than half over, and the ministers' minds were shifting and their hearts were in turmoil. Even if they had to eat steamed buns and drink cold water, they were all willing to go to the palace. They would gather together in groups of three or four, and it was inevitable that they would make some ambiguous hints.

This is something that is bound to happen during the succession of the throne, and there is no way to control it.

Take Chen Changshi for example. He had dinner with Assistant Minister Dong the night before yesterday, exchanged glances with Assistant Minister Yang of the Ministry of Justice yesterday, and tonight went to chat with two other officials from the "Princess Party".

Jiang Shaohua himself did not have to show up. This saved him a lot of trouble and did not cause Empress Dowager Zheng to be jealous and dissatisfied.

"How do you feel today?" After entering the palace and closing the door, Cui Du couldn't wait to ask: "Are you hungry? Are you tired? Do you feel like vomiting?"

Women are indeed particularly weak in the early stages of pregnancy.

Jiang Shaohua didn't show any emotion in front of others. In private, she didn't need to cover up or pretend in front of her husband. She leaned her head on his chest and said, "I'm hungry and tired, and my stomach is churning. Fortunately, I can hold it in and never vomit in front of others."

Cui Du felt very distressed when he heard this. He put his arms around Jiang Shaohua and coaxed her in her ear: "Lie down first. I'll go to the imperial kitchen and find you something delicious."

It’s okay to eat steamed buns during the day, but you have to eat something good at night.

Jiang Shaohua did not refuse her husband's kindness. She hummed and lay down on the bed. As soon as her head touched the pillow, she fell asleep almost immediately.

Cui Du came back with the hot meal and saw that she had fallen asleep. He felt heartbroken again.

Just as I was hesitating whether to wake him up, Jiang Shaohua had already opened his eyes when he smelled the aroma of food.

"Don't get off the bed." Cui Du brought the food to the bedside and placed it on the chair: "Open your mouth, I will feed you."

Jiang Shaohua laughed: "How can it be so exaggerated? I am just a little tired, not to the point where I need someone to serve me food and drink."

Cui Du acted pitifully and said, "I can't do anything else but take care of your daily life. Please give me a chance to prove my worth."

Jiang Shaohua was amused again: "You're so funny!"

A spoonful of hot porridge has reached my mouth.

Jiang Shaohua opened his mouth, and the hot porridge went into his mouth and slid down into his stomach. Then a vegetarian steamed bun with three fresh vegetables was handed to his mouth.

One fed and the other ate, and soon a large bowl of hot porridge, three buns and two plates of side dishes were eaten up.

Only half of the usual amount.

Cui Du couldn't help but sigh: "When will your appetite return to normal?"

Jiang Shaohua smiled softly and said, "Counting the days, it should be almost three months. The pregnancy will be stable in three months, and the pain will gradually subside. The appetite will soon improve."

The tone of voice showed that the man had experience with pregnancy and childbirth, and was not in a hurry. This only made Cui Du, who had suddenly become a father, seem more flustered.

Cui Du breathed a sigh of relief, then whispered: "I've never heard you talk about children."

The smile on Jiang Shaohua's lips paused.

Cui Du immediately regretted his words and wanted to take them back: "I'm just talking nonsense, don't take it to heart. If you don't want to mention something, don't talk about it."

Jiang Shaohua was silent for a long time before he said softly: "I really don't want to mention him anymore."

I have let go of all the past events, but this one is the only thing I cannot let go of.

Fortunately, she and Wang Jin will no longer be husband and wife, and that evil creature will never be born again.

Cui Du immediately said: "Then let's not talk about it." Jiang Shaohua nodded.

Cui Du ate the remaining buns and rice porridge, cleaned up, and brought warm water for Jiang Shaohua to wash up.

These personal servant chores were originally Yin Zhu Tu Bai's job. During this period in the palace, the two maids were not there, so Cui Du naturally took over.

After eating and drinking, Jiang Shaohua fell asleep quickly, lying lazily in Cui Du's arms.

In the dream, a child's face appeared, calling out affectionately and lovingly: "Mom, don't leave me."

In a flash, he turned back into a 10-year-old boy, with a questioning and unpleasant look on his face: "Mom, they all said that you and Prime Minister Zheng are still in love, is this true?"

Then, a teenager of about sixteen or seventeen years old showed contempt and anger in his eyes: "You are an unfaithful woman, frivolous and dissolute. You have ruined the good reputation of the Wang family. How did my father die? Did you team up with Zheng Chen to murder my father? How dare you stay in the Wang family? Why don't you go find your lover and elope?"

"Drink this cup of wine yourself and get going soon. In your next life, you will be a pig, a dog, a cow, or a horse, because you are not worthy of being a human being or a mother!"

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I will never let you appear in front of me again.

"Shaohua," a familiar voice called in my ear: "Shaohua, are you having a nightmare?"

Jiang Shaohua opened his eyes.

There was a candle burning in the corner of the room, covered by a lampshade, so the light was not bright. Cui Du looked concerned and wiped the sweat off her forehead with a handkerchief: "I'll go get you some warm water."

Jiang Shaohua calmed himself down and nodded.

After drinking half a cup of warm water, my heartbeat finally returned to normal.

Cui Du didn't ask a single question, and gently stroked Jiang Shaohua's back: "It's still an hour or two before dawn, you should get some more sleep!"

Jiang Shaohua closed her eyes, but she was no longer sleepy. She leaned against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. The night was quiet and peaceful, and their hearts seemed to be close to each other.

"In my previous life, I was married to Wang Jin." Jiang Shaohua still had her eyes closed, whispering, "I became pregnant soon after we got married. When my son was three years old, Wang Jin died unexpectedly. I became a widow."

These few short sentences exploded in Cui Du's ears like spring thunder.

Cui Du suppressed the shock in his heart and looked down at Jiang Shaohua.

Jiang Shaohua slowly opened her eyes and looked at Cui Du, her voice calm: "That year, I was 20 years old, the prime of a woman's life. Zheng Chen's wife died of childbirth complications, and he hoped that I would remarry. The Wang family was also waiting for me to remarry and leave. Everyone thought that I would abandon my child and be with my ex-lover."

"I couldn't bear to leave my son, so I rejected Zheng Chen and stayed in the Wang family."

"Zheng Chen was unwilling to give in, so he planted spies in the Wang family and deliberately spread rumors. People in and outside the Wang family who like to gossip all said that Zheng Chen and I were having an affair. The child grew up day by day, and he actually believed these rumors and became resentful of me..."

Jiang Shaohua finally spoke out the secret past that he had buried for many years, his voice remained calm, and even his expression was almost the same as usual.

However, in such calm and indifference, Cui Du felt an unspeakable pain.

A mother who gave everything was betrayed by her son. This is the greatest sorrow in the world!

His heart seemed to be pierced by a thin needle, and he couldn't help but hold her in his arms: "It's all over."

Jiang Shaohua's body trembled slightly, and her hand quietly fell on her lower abdomen: "Cui Du, I... I probably can't be a good mother."