Who said the heir would die out? The concubine is pregnant again!

Yingzhu huddled in the tent, trembling and hugging her knees.

Judging from her condition, it seems she had a nightmare and couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality.

He's the culprit who caused all of this!

Liang Yunqian frowned, unsure how to comfort her.

With a sigh, Liang Yunqian said gently, "I know you're not a bad woman, you haven't done anything wrong, and no one wants to bully you. Calm down."

He slowly approached her, raising his finger to stroke her cheek. Yingzhu gasped in fright, her doe-like eyes glistening with unconcealed panic.

"Let me go! I don't want to stay here! I want to go home, Mother! I want to see my mother!"

Yingzhu was too emotional and kept resisting his approach, so Liang Yunqian could only hold her arm and try his best to soothe her.

She kept hitting him, seeing his embrace as a terrible cage, and trying to escape.

Liang Yunqian let her slap his chest without flinching. He was responsible for this matter and could not shirk his duty.

Last night, he ignored her explanations and wrongly judged her as having bullied her, so it's understandable that she feels resentful.

However, Yingzhu was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and her strength was weak. She ran out of strength after only a few blows.

After she calmed down a bit, he explained:

"I'm not trying to bully you. Your face is very red. I just want to see if you have a fever. Be good! I'll just touch your forehead. Don't move, and I won't hurt you."

His voice sounded stern, and Yingzhu was already frightened by his domineering manner, shrinking there and not daring to move.

Seeing that she had calmed down a little, Liang Yunqian slowly approached her and placed the back of his hand on her forehead.

The scent of pine tea wafted from his fingertips. The moment she smelled that familiar aroma, unpleasant memories would flood her mind, causing her to tremble instinctively and her breathing to become rapid.

But she dared not move, for fear that if she moved even slightly, he would bully her again.

The burning sensation came from her forehead, and Liang Yunqian knew that her condition was not good.

No wonder she said she was cold; she had a fever, which is why she was feeling hot and cold and had a dry mouth.

Qingfeng brought over a second hot water bottle, and Liang Yunqian then instructed her to invite the doctor over.

After Dr. Xue arrived, he confirmed that Yingzhu had a fever due to wind-cold and added antipyretic herbs.

After the medicine was prepared and she drank it, Yingzhu lay down. Her head was fuzzy, but she couldn't sleep soundly, opening her eyes every now and then.

Upon catching a glimpse of him, Yingzhu hurriedly closed her eyes again. Her delicate brows remained tightly furrowed, showing no signs of being asleep and relaxed.

After a while, she quietly opened her eyes again. Liang Yunqian was sitting at the table observing her. As soon as she met his gaze, she immediately closed her eyes.

Although she didn't speak, he could tell from her expression that she was uneasy.

"The doctor told you to rest more, why aren't you sleeping? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

"Could you...please leave? I can't sleep peacefully with you here, I'm scared..."

Is he really that scary? He was just keeping her company. "I'm not going to bully you, what are you afraid of?"

At the mention of those two words, Yingzhu's eyes were filled with fear and worry. She gripped the corner of the blanket tightly and wrapped herself up snugly.

Her lips were bloodless from her shouting, and her wary and nervous appearance made Liang Yunqian feel even more ashamed.

His intention was to let her rest well, but his company not only failed to reassure her, but instead made her anxious and uneasy.

Left with no other choice, Liang Yunqian got up and instructed Qingfeng to stay and guard the place before leaving.

Yingzhu only calmed down after seeing him leave the room. She closed her eyes peacefully, her breathing became steady, and she fell into a deep sleep once again, exhausted.

She didn't know how long she slept before her consciousness slowly returned, and her blurry vision gradually became clearer.

Her body felt lighter, not as heavy as before, and chaotic images flashed and overlapped in her mind.

She dreamt that she was lying in Liang Yunqian's room. She thought that the scene would disappear after she woke up, but why was the curtain she was sleeping in still from Tingsongyuan?

Was that not a dream? Was she really lying in Liang Yunqian's bedroom?

"How did I get here?"

Yingzhu murmured softly. Hearing the noise, her maid Qingfeng came over and helped her sit up.

"The young lady fainted then, and the prince carried you into the house. The doctor said that you were too frightened and suffered from a sudden attack of anger, which caused you to faint and have a fever. So the prince let you rest here."

Qingfeng was a maid in Tingsongyuan, but Liang Yunqian usually forbade her to enter the bedroom and only allowed her to sweep and clean in the study.

Yingzhu is here now, so Qingfeng was assigned to come over.

It was actually Liang Yunqian who carried her here? Yingzhu dared not think about those details. She lifted the brocade quilt to get out of bed.

Qingfeng quickly stopped her, "Where are you going, Miss? We should wait until the young master returns. I dare not make the decision for you to leave without my permission."

As the two were struggling, the floral cotton curtain was lifted, revealing a violet figure.

Wearing black boots and a brocade robe, he walked with an air of elegance and dignified bearing; it was undoubtedly Liang Yunqian.

His appearance was accompanied by a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Yingzhu's heart skipped a beat. She moved silently toward the bedside, her knuckles trembling involuntarily as she gripped her sleeves.

Liang Yunqian raised his long finger slightly, and Qingfeng, understanding, withdrew.

The room was completely silent. Yingzhu could even hear her own heartbeat. She sat helplessly by the tent, and his deep voice came from above her head.

"How are you feeling now? Are you still dizzy or unwell?"

"I'm completely better now, and I don't feel dizzy at all!"

As she spoke, Yingzhu suddenly stood up, but before she could stand still, everything went black and she lost her balance. Fortunately, she managed to grab the bed frame in time to avoid falling.

Liang Yunqian stepped forward to help her up, and as soon as he grasped her wrist, she struggled in fear and cried out in distress.

Seeing that her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was in pain, he looked down and noticed two bluish marks on her fair wrist.

This must have been because he used too much force in the bath last night and injured her.

Liang Yunqian immediately released his grip to avoid hurting her more.

She was emotionally agitated and disoriented at the time, and he hadn't had a chance to explain in detail. Now that he saw she was feeling a little better, Liang Yunqian said seriously:

"I misunderstood you about what happened last night."

It would have been better if he hadn't brought it up, because once he did, Yingzhu recalled his unreasonable and fierce behavior last night, and a surge of grievances welled up in her heart.

Her chin trembled slightly, and she opened her mouth as if to speak, but no words came out. Only a torrent of tears welled up in her eyes, making her deer-like eyes red.

After a long silence, Liang Yunqian took a step closer.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you still blaming me?"

When his figure loomed over her, Yingzhu felt inexplicably uneasy and subconsciously took a step back.

"Your Highness is right. It's just that I'm unlucky and was tricked. I dare not hold any resentment towards Your Highness."

"You dare not?" After pondering these two words, Liang Yunqian realized something. "It means you still harbor resentment."

When her heart was overflowing with grievances, Yingzhu ultimately couldn't force a smile.

"Who could feel good about being falsely accused of throwing dirty water? Even if the truth has been cleared up, the suffering I endured is real and cannot be erased."

Feeling guilty, Liang Yunqian was not as cold and hard as usual, and his attitude softened a bit.

"What happened last night was due to Qiuhe's misleading information, but I do bear an undeniable responsibility. If I had questioned her clearly last night, this misunderstanding could have been avoided."

It was clearly his responsibility, but just because he was the heir apparent, the one she needed to rely on for revenge, Yingzhu shouldn't keep blaming him. No matter how wronged she felt, she should know when to stop.

"The young master was drugged and confused, which is why he was misled by someone with ulterior motives and lost his senses. This is not your fault."

She said this on the surface, but her eyelashes were already soaked with tears, and tears fell one by one, each large tear burning his conscience.

He raised his hand towards her cheek, and Yingzhu hurriedly raised her hand to dodge, her eyes filled with extreme fear, as if she had seen a ghost!

His rudeness last night must have left a shadow on her, otherwise she wouldn't be so timid.

"I'm just wiping your tears, I won't hurt you."

"This servant will stop crying. This servant will not upset the young master again."

Yingzhu wiped away her tears with her backhand, wiping them away again and again, deliberately suppressing her sobs. Her frightened appearance made Liang Yunqian's throat tighten slightly.

She cried like that last night, begging him to forgive her, but he refused to let her off easily, repeatedly demanding and bullying her, and even warning her not to cry anymore.

She must have been terrified to say those words subconsciously.

Her obedience and docility would not satisfy him; they would only make him reflect on how savage, ferocious, and unreasonable he had been last night to frighten Shen Yingzhu to such an extent.