In a world where there are more men than women, I am spoiled

Almost as long as the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Xingchen quickly returned.

"Cheng Yan, the carriages are all arranged, let's set off now."

Cheng Yan gritted her teeth and looked at Xing Chen: "Xing Ce Jun, why do I see you're so excited from your expression!"

"No, you've misunderstood. I'm worried about you and want to confirm things as soon as possible. I also want to go back to see my wife. I miss her," Xingchen said expressionlessly, suppressing her excitement.

Cheng Yan looked like she didn't believe him, as if she wanted to hurry back to see what the commotion was like.

Now he only prays that his body will be fine by tomorrow morning, without any reaction. He really isn't ready to have a child yet!

Xingchen helped Chengyan to the back door of a house, where a somewhat dilapidated carriage was parked.

"It's getting late, and it'll be hard to find a carriage. We need to hurry on our way."

Xingchen helped Chengyan, whose face was dark, into the carriage.

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The next morning.

Tian Yunsheng called softly in Su Yueyao's ear several times, but Su Yueyao did not wake up.

Tian Yunsheng hurriedly helped the person up and prepared to dress her. Halfway through dressing her, Chen Jingshu came over.

"Jing Shu, I can't wake my wife. I'll dress her first," Tian Yun said in a panic.

"My wife usually can't get up in the morning, so why are you... staying up very late last night?" Chen Jingshu asked, looking at Su Yueyao with a hint of blue in her eyes.

Tian Yunsheng's eyes darted around, and he awkwardly admitted, "It's a bit late, I'll get off..."

"Be more careful next time. My wife has been feeling tired lately, and she's been overly upset."

"How strange, my wife has been feeling tired lately, and my lord is also not feeling well," Tian Yun muttered to himself.

Chen Jingshu paused upon hearing Tian Yunsheng's mutterings: "My lord is still not well? Didn't they say last night that he was already well?"

Tian Yunsheng glanced at his wife, who was still sleeping with her eyes closed, and gently whispered in her ear, "That was a lie to my wife, I didn't want her to worry."

"Yesterday, the lord has already put His Highness, Consort Pei, and Zixu in charge of the affairs of the manor, saying that the lord needs to rest for two days to see how things go."

Chen Jingshu narrowed his eyes after hearing this.

This is interesting. Who were the people who shared a room with the wife back then?

Do you know who else in the household is feeling unwell?

"I don't know about that. Is something wrong, Jing Shu?"

"It's okay, it's not certain yet."

"I'll go to court with my wife first, and we'll talk when I get back." Chen Jingshu reached out and picked up Su Yueyao, who was dressed.

Tian Yunsheng looked at Chen Jingshu's departing figure with some confusion, wondering if Jingshu had acted a little strangely just now.

Chen Jingshu carried Su Yueyao toward the main gate, glancing down at her several times. He appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil.

Could they have actually contracted the virus?

It's been almost a month since the wife and Wenren Qichi shared a room at the Wen family home.

Because of Wenren Qichi, is the wife pregnant again?

The rams are doing alright, but isn't the lord just too unlucky? His wife clearly promised to have his child alone.

this....

Thinking this, Chen Jingshu looked up at the sky and sighed. Sometimes things just don't go as planned. Heavens! They never let you have everything go your way. It's just that my lord is unlucky...

Su Yueyao was woken up by Chen Jingshu at the palace gate, and she leaned against him, exhausted.

"Jing Shu, I'm so sleepy!"

"Does my wife feel too tired?" Chen Jingshu asked, wiping her face with a handkerchief.

"It's all your fault. I want to rest tomorrow, I don't want anyone else," Su Yueyao said, yawning.

"We're making a fuss because we haven't seen our wives for so long, and we miss them terribly."

"Hmph!" Su Yueyao snorted and didn't want to pay him any attention.

"My lady, please don't be angry. Have some food quickly, because you'll be tired when we get to the main hall soon." Chen Jingshu laid out the breakfast.

Su Yueyao immediately picked up her chopsticks and started eating. A morning court session lasts one or two hours, and if she skips breakfast, she'll be both tired and hungry by then.

"When will this endless cycle of court sessions ever end?!"

"Perhaps the wife will no longer need to attend court in a few days."

Su Yueyao was eating breakfast and didn't hear Chen Jingshu's words clearly, but nodded subconsciously.

Chen Jingshu looked at Su Yueyao with a hint of tenderness in his eyes. Now that his wife was pregnant, she should stay at home to rest and recuperate, and she wouldn't have to attend court anymore.

When the two arrived at the main hall, just like in the past ten days, the Empress discussed methods for recovering other prefectures and some minor political issues.

Su Yueyao felt drowsy upon hearing this.

Suddenly, an official in the main hall reported that Inspector Pu, Censor Gongyang, and Vice Minister Wenren had returned from their mission.

"Hurry up!"

When the three arrived at the main hall, they first bowed and greeted the Empress. Then, Pu An handed over the report containing the results of their investigation.

Everyone's attention was focused on Pu An, and no one noticed Gong Yang and Wenren swaying precariously, clutching their chests.

The Empress looked at the memorial handed to her by Pu An and said angrily, "He dares to raise prices and sell without permission; he deserves to die."

"Your Majesty, these salt merchants dare to raise prices so blatantly because they are colluding with local people. I beg Your Majesty to grant me permission to thoroughly investigate this matter."

"Granted. Appoint Pu'an as Salt Inspector to thoroughly investigate salt merchants who are privately raising prices. Those who engage in such practices shall be executed!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The Empress then looked at Gongyang Ruoyu and Wenren Qichi, who were kneeling to the side, and found that they were both pale and in great pain.

"What's wrong with Censor Gongyang and Vice Minister Wenren? Why do they look so pale?"

"Your Majesty, I am feeling unwell due to the change in environment. The cases I was handling have been resolved," Wenren Qichi said, handing over the memorial.

After the Empress finished reading the memorial quietly, she put it aside and said to him, "Well done."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The Empress then asked Gongyang Ruoyu, "Is Imperial Censor Gongyang also suffering from acclimatization issues, leading to his discomfort?"

"Your Majesty, I have caught a cold from traveling for several days. Thank you for your consideration."

"Then go back and rest early! You are allowed to rest for a couple more days."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After no further ministers submitted their memorials, the court adjourned.

The moment the court session ended, Su Yueyao quickly walked up to them, before she could even voice her concerns.

Wenren Qichi first covered his mouth... looking completely haggard. When Su Yueyao approached, his forced reaction came over him, and he vomited.

Su Yueyao froze completely when she saw his reaction. This was...

Wen's father immediately knelt down beside him: "Chi'er, what's wrong? Why are you so pale? Where do you feel unwell? Tell your father quickly."

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