The Prince Consort's Beloved

After reading the letter, Li Yuanrou could no longer suppress her inner trembling. Although tears were streaming down her face, she made no sound. It was unclear whether the pain was relieved or she no longer had the strength to cry out.

Qingluan quickly opened another letter and handed it to Li Yuanrou. Li Yuanrou rubbed his eyes weakly, and a full page of elegant handwriting came into view again.

"My wife Yuanrou, I am grateful to you for writing to me. It has been over a month. Are you doing well?

I woke up from a dream at midnight. The courtyard was quiet. You were standing under the tree in the green plum garden, looking forward to my return. Although I cannot see you now, I cannot forget you for a moment.

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Tiny beads of sweat appeared on Li Yuanrou's forehead again, her lips were tightly closed, her brows were sometimes slightly relaxed and sometimes tense, her face was pale, as if she was enduring heart-wrenching pain.

After she finished reading one letter, Qingluan handed her another.

Li Yuanrou's hand holding the letter trembled constantly, and the pain on his face suddenly turned into shock.

She opened her eyes wide and stared at the words on the letter.

“…………Even if I have thousands of words, I cannot express my love for you. When you marry me, the stars, the sun and the moon will all be my wedding gifts.

I miss you so much that I am lost in thought. I cannot write a single word. The paper is short but my feelings are deep. I cannot finish it. I am quietly waiting for you to come and we can talk in person. "

Li Yuanrou looked up in surprise and looked at Qingluan, saying weakly, "Marriage, why didn't anyone tell me? Do you know about the marriage?"

Qingluan lowered her eyes and knelt on one knee: "I am guilty, but I will leave it to the princess to deal with me."

The meaning was clear, she knew it.

In fact, she and Qingzhou both knew that because the marriage was rejected by the emperor, they were afraid that Li Yuanrou would have a miscarriage after experiencing such great joy and sorrow, so they concealed it.

Butler Zhao's anxious voice sounded at the door: "The tranquilizing soup is here."

Daya opened the door, took the medicine, and walked steadily to the bed: "Princess."

Li Yuanrou put the letter down, half leaned against the head of the bed, took the medicine, and gulped down half a bowl of it. She gasped for breath, and a feeling of nausea kept coming up. She tried to swallow, and suddenly felt a sense of helplessness and sadness.

She missed Xiao Luobai. No one told her about the marriage. Giving birth was so painful. Xiao Luobai wrote her so many letters before she received them. Prince Yun's fatherly love could not replace Xiao Luobai... Everything made her feel wronged.

She couldn't help sobbing.

A midwife said anxiously, "Why are you crying again? Princess, please stop crying. It will be troublesome if you don't have the strength to give birth later."

Qingluan looked at Li Yuanrou anxiously, and Daya said anxiously: "Princess, are you in pain again? I will massage you again."

Another midwife said, "Don't beat her yet. Let the princess drink the medicine."

Li Yuanrou gritted her teeth, picked up the bowl again, and put all the remaining medicine into her mouth in one go.

Daya suddenly realized: "I forgot to prepare the candied fruit."

Li Yuanrou said calmly: "No need."

She had candied fruits. Everything in her hands and around her was candied fruits.

Thinking of the contents of the letter, she couldn't help crying again. She felt her whole body was in pain and she couldn't tell whether it was a pain in her waist or stomach.

A midwife who was preparing to push the baby beside the bed said anxiously, "Princess, lie down quickly. The baby is about to move down."

As she was about to come up to collect Li Yuanrou's letter, Qingluan quickly stood up, blocking her with a defensive stance, and glanced over with a sharp look.

The midwife was not afraid at all: "Giving birth is no joke, just lie down and concentrate on giving birth."

She was sent by King Yun, who was outside right now. If anything went wrong, she knew very well that she would not be able to walk out of this yard alive.

Qingluan looked at Li Yuanrou inquiringly, and Li Yuanrou glanced at the end of the letter.

"Only when you enter the gate of lovesickness can you know the pain of lovesickness.

Knowing that lovesickness is painful, I still suffer from lovesickness.

People have three thousand ailments, only lovesickness cannot be cured.

Everything in the world has an expiration date, except lovesickness which has no end.

Missing my wife.

Husband: Xiao Luobai