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Why?

With so many people in the court receiving generous salaries, why must it be him, the emperor, who gets to be the emperor?

Qi Yitang knew that the war situation was constantly changing and that those in power could not be indecisive, otherwise many people would die. He also knew that Xie Ling would surely win the victory.

While she may understand, it doesn't mean she can accept it.

What if he gets injured?

What if he can't make it in time for the baby to be born?

In the original story, because Xie Ling died young, her whole family met a tragic end.

Now that she has finally escaped disaster, Qi Yitang, who already relied on Xie Ling, has become even more vulnerable and sensitive after becoming pregnant. When he is not by her side at night, she tosses and turns and cannot sleep.

He said his older brother was alright, and even though she didn't see it with her own eyes, she felt relieved.

But now, Xie Ling wants to leave her...

Qi Yitang felt as if her heart was being gripped tightly by something, and her blood ran cold.

In that instant, the dream she had before suddenly popped into her mind: she had a difficult childbirth, and Xie Ling was nowhere to be found.

In this situation, if Xie Ling doesn't make it back in time, wouldn't it be exactly the same as the situation in the dream?

At that time, the Empress Dowager and Xie Changqing will force Taiyi to treat Xiaoyao.

When Xie Ling returned, she was already dead...

Qi Yitang's face turned pale, and her breathing suddenly became rapid, which terrified Li Degui. He hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. His Majesty didn't want this either."

The mother felt unwell, her abdomen tightened, and the two little ones inside her could sense it.

She kept fidgeting, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

Qi Yitang gripped Li Degui's arm tightly, her voice trembling, "What...when is he leaving?"

Li Degui murmured a few times, not daring to look at her.

"Maybe...tomorrow."

These words fell lightly, and it felt as if something in my heart had collapsed.

The little bit of stability and comfort that had been painstakingly built up a few days ago is now silently crumbling from the bottom up, like a swamp under ice, expanding into a dark abyss, pulling people down little by little.

"go out!"

Yunzhu called out worriedly, "Your Highness, this servant will go and fetch you..."

Qi Yitang closed her eyes in anguish. "Get out—!"

……

The sky has fallen! The sky has really fallen!

Li Degui didn't dare to delay at all and rushed to find Xie Ling.

I ran all the way from Yaotang Palace, panting heavily, feeling like my throat was on fire, before finally spotting the figure in black at the corner.

He felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and tears almost welled up in his eyes on the spot. "Your Majesty—"

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! You must go see the Empress at once!"

Li Degui wanted to cry. Why did he have to be the one to deliver the message? If something happened to the Empress, the coffin lid would really be needed.

Xie Ling had just finished her work and was planning to go find Qi Yitang to explain things to her properly when she heard this. Her heart tightened, and she quickly walked past Li Degui and hurried towards Yaotang Palace.

He practically ran wildly, showing no trace of imperial dignity whatsoever.

When he arrived, all the palace maids of Yunzhu and Yunying were outside. "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty! The Empress has lost control of her emotions and has driven all of us out—"

Even Chi Zheng and Mei Shu were no exception.

Suppressing his anxiety, Xie Ling walked to the door and knocked lightly, speaking softly, "Tangtang, it's your husband, please open the door?"

There was no response from inside.

"Tangtang, your husband is here." He called out again, still quietly.

Given Xie Ling's usual temperament, even if it meant dismantling the door, she couldn't be left alone.

But fearing that kicking the door would cause Qi Yitang to lose control even more, he forcefully suppressed his violent impulse and went around to the window where he used to be a lecher.

Fortunately, the window was still open.

Xie Ling climbed over the wall with practiced ease.

The doors were tightly shut, and the inside was dark and empty. Xie Ling's heart sank. "Tangtang?"

The ear caught a very subtle sound, like the rustling of fabric.

He followed the sound and stopped in front of the wardrobe. The wardrobe door was wide open, and the clothes inside were in disarray and piled up all over the floor.

Qi Yitang sat amidst a messy pile of clothes, haphazardly stuffing something in, as if she were... packing her luggage.

"Yanzhi, you're here."

Upon seeing Xie Ling, her eyes lit up, and she quickly tied up her small bundle. "I'm all ready. What time do we set off tomorrow?"

Her face was beaming with a bright smile, but Xie Ling's heart sank suddenly.

Because he saw the bright tears welling up in Qi Yitang's eyes, teetering on the verge of falling, and her appearance was exactly like when she had a depressive episode a few months ago...

How could that be? Tangtang is clearly all better now.

Xie Ling's heart tightened, and she knelt down in front of her, "Tangtang..."

Qi Yitang acted as if she hadn't heard him, and patted the wrinkles on the bundle, saying, "Don't worry, I'll definitely listen to you and stay by your side. I definitely won't cause you any trouble."

"Is the army going to set off very early? I promise I won't sleep in tomorrow... If I accidentally fall asleep, remember to wake me up."

As she spoke, tears finally welled up in her eyes and slid down her upturned lips.

One drop after another.

It had no weight at all, but it felt like it had hit Xie Ling right on the heart.

Xie Ling swallowed hard, then reached out and pulled her and the small bundle into his arms, holding her tightly.

Qi Yitang's lips still drooped, and she buried her face in his chest, tears streaming down her face.

"I don't need a carriage, I don't need fancy clothes and hairpins... Don't leave me, I don't want to be alone..."

How could Xie Ling bear to leave her behind?

If she is newly pregnant or not yet showing, he might be able to steel himself and keep her by his side.

But now it's almost seven months, and the twins are weighing her down. Let alone traveling with the army, the bumpy ride alone could cause her to give birth prematurely.

Qin Yuanchao is a treacherous and cunning man. If we encounter an ambush again, the slightest mistake could result in the death of both mother and child.

Xie Ling couldn't gamble with the lives of his wife and children.

Their children should be born in a safe palace, in warm swaddling clothes, not in dust and foul winds.

Xie Ling wished she could crush Qi Yitang into pieces, melt him into her bones and blood, and never be separated from him for a moment.

Even if he were the emperor, he couldn't do it.

Xie Ling felt a tingling pain coursing through his limbs, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Tangtang, I promise you, I will definitely be back before the baby is born. You have to believe me."

Qi Yitang cried so hard that she trembled all over, clutching his clothes tightly and refusing to let go.

"I don't want to... What will I do if you leave?"

Although the Empress Dowager and the Imperial Sister both said that Xie Ling was in the late stages of being love-struck and excessively clingy, wasn't Qi Yitang the same?

She couldn't accept his departure either, and wanted to keep Xie Ling within her sight, not allowing him to go far away for even a moment.

Sensing their mother's sadness, the two little ones inside her belly stirred.

This bump was quite heavy, attracting Qi Yitang's attention.

She stared blankly down at the ground.

Xie Ling's hand also covered hers, gently comforting her, "Tangtang, we still have our child. I'm only leaving for a little while, I'll be back soon, and the child will always be with you."

But Qi Yitang avoided her as if to escape, her big eyes no longer showing any maternal love, looking empty.

"I don't want children anymore..."

Her voice was light and airy, as if it came from a very far place, "Have Physician Kou prescribe me an abortion pill, I don't want them anymore..."