Quick Transmigration: The Love Rescue Plan

Dong Yue'e, who was sitting by the window making clothes, frowned slightly, put down the clothes in her hands, and lowered her eyes in a daze.

Yang Yan'an has long since shed his impetuousness. When he came in, he saw Dong Yue'e sitting there in a daze, lost in thought.

For some reason, Dong Yue'e has been acting strangely these past few days, but when asked to pinpoint exactly what's wrong, he can't.

"Third Sister, are you feeling unwell?" Yang Yan'an quickly sat down on the chair next to Dong Yue'e and reached out to touch Dong Yue'e's forehead.

Dong Yue'e shook her head slightly, a faint smile appearing on her face. Just as she was about to say that she was fine, she changed her mind when she met Yang Yan'an's concerned gaze and said, "I'm just a little tired."

"A little tired?" Yang Yan'an asked with some doubt at first, then took Dong Yue'e's hand with a look of joy and said, "Third Sister, could it be... you're pregnant again?"

Dong Yue'e felt a little bitter. The happy days had passed too quickly, so quickly that Dong Yue'e had almost forgotten the tragic end of the Yang family's sons.

But she couldn't express her bitterness to Yang Yan'an. What could she say? History couldn't be changed, and even if she told Yang Yan'an the truth, could the tragedy be avoided?

The Yang family is known for its loyalty and dedication to protecting the people. Even if there are traps ahead, they will not back down.

After all, the truth that Dong Yue'e claimed to have was vague and unrealistic, but the peace offer right before their eyes was within reach!

Dong Yue'e sighed softly and said with a wry smile, "Perhaps."

Yang Yan'an did not notice Dong Yue'e's abnormality, but simply thought that Dong Yue'e might be pregnant and that her mood was fluctuating and that she was being overly sentimental.

Back when Dong Yue'e was pregnant with Zongxian, she was not only sentimental but also very unreasonable.

Dong Yue'e had just said she wanted to eat fried dumplings, but she wouldn't eat the ones made in the mansion's kitchen; she insisted on eating the fried dumplings from Uncle Liu's shop outside. Yang Yan'an was about to order a servant to buy them when Dong Yue'e refused, insisting that Yang Yan'an buy them himself.

Yang Yan'an had just bought the dumplings, which were still warm, and happily delivered them to Dong Yue'e, only to find her already smiling and enjoying the mixed rice porridge made in the kitchen.

On one side, someone is happily watching the acrobatics in the mansion, while on the other side, they're crying their eyes out before they've even finished a cup of tea.

They were still clamoring to see peach blossoms in the middle of the night, in the dead of autumn...

Although those days were very arduous, Yang Yan'an enjoyed them immensely.

"You're already a mother of one, and you don't even know if you're pregnant." Yang Yan'an helped Dong Yue'e to sit down by the bed. "I'll go and call the royal physician to take your pulse!"

Yang Yan'an made a move to get up and go out to invite the family physician.

Dong Yue'e suddenly grabbed Yang Yan'an's arm and whispered, "Sanlang, there's no rush."

"Alright, I'll do as you say. Third Sister, whenever you want to invite the family physician over, I'll go and invite him."

Dong Yue'e gripped Yang Yan'an's hand tightly, her eyes filled with unease and fear: "Sanlang, you... I heard you're going to war again in a few days."

Yang Yan'an gently patted Dong Yue'e's hand to comfort her, "Third Sister, don't worry. This time, the Emperor is just going to negotiate at the invitation of Empress Dowager Xiao."

Perhaps worried that Dong Yue'e might have wild thoughts because of her pregnancy, Yang Yan'an hugged Dong Yue'e and said with a smile, "Third Sister, don't be afraid. This is good news. As long as this negotiation is successful, Liao and Song will no longer fight. In this way, the people can live a peaceful and good life, and you won't have to worry about me every time."

Yang Yan'an held Dong Yue'e's hand and said earnestly, "Third Sister, if this succeeds, I will have more time to spend with you and Zongxian. Maybe I can even witness the birth of our child."

Dong Yue'e felt a pang of pain in her heart. What could she say? She knew that Yang Yan'an had missed Yang Zongxian's birth because he was away on a military campaign. Although he hadn't said anything, he was still filled with regret.

It's always good to have something in mind, but this negotiation...

This negotiation was nothing more than a game, the final fate of the Yang family's sons...

Dong Yue'e took a deep breath, smiled and nodded: "Yes, Sanlang, you're right. Go and fetch a physician from the prefecture to take a look."

For the past few days, Yang Yan'an has been keeping a close eye on Dong Yue'e. Whenever he sees her making clothes, he takes the needle and thread from her hands and helps her back to bed.

"Sanlang." Dong Yue'e sighed helplessly. She just wanted to make a few more clothes for Yang Yan'an.

"Why are you so nervous? You're still young." Dong Yue'e pretended to take the sewing box from Yang Yan'an's hand.

"You're still so young, you have to be extra careful. You have no idea how scared I was when you fainted in front of me last time."

"Last time, we were both inexperienced and didn't notice anything, were we?" Dong Yue'e insisted, trying to take back the sewing box. "Besides, this time I'm just doing needlework, not wielding knives or guns, so you don't need to be so nervous."

“Zongxian and I have plenty of clothes to wear, so you don’t need to rush to make clothes, Third Sister.” Yang Yan’an looked at Dong Yue’e with some heartache and said, “Besides… needlework can hurt your eyes, and I can’t bear to do that.”

"I just wanted to make you a few more undergarments so you could change into when you go to war," Dong Yue'e said, rolling her eyes at Yang Yan'an. "Don't stop me from making them, unless... you think my needlework is bad and you don't want to wear them at all."

"Third Sister, how could I possibly dislike what you made? Sigh~ Never mind." Yang Yan'an looked at Dong Yue'e with a look of surrender and said, "Since you want to make it, then so be it."

Yang Yan'an said he wouldn't stop Dong Yue'e from doing needlework, but secretly he was up to no good.

No one knows what Yang Yan'an said to Yang Zongxian. These days, Yang Zongxian keeps pestering Dong Yue'e, sometimes wanting to hear his mother tell stories, sometimes wanting his mother to take him out to admire the flowers.

Anyway, Dong Yue'e had less and less time to do needlework during the day, and Yang Yan'an would urge her to rest early every night. Doing needlework by lamplight at night was bad for her eyes, and she also needed to take good care of her pregnancy.

Dong Yue'e was both annoyed and amused.

As if afraid that Yang Zongxian alone could not keep her in check, Dong's mother moved into Tianbo Mansion not long after.

At this point, Dong Yue'e couldn't take it anymore and grabbed Yang Yan'an's ear, saying, "Why did you invite my mother over, you silly boy!"

When she was pregnant with Yang Zongxian last time, such a big incident happened, but she didn't hide it from Dong's mother or make her come over. She only told Dong's mother about it after she had given birth safely.

There's nothing wrong with this, but they invited Dong's mother over for such a trivial matter.

"Aren't you afraid that the whole of Tokyo will laugh at you!" Dong Yue'e reached out and tapped Yang Yan'an's forehead. "Alright, alright, I promise you. I'll finish this garment and then I won't do any more needlework."

As Dong Yue'e finished up, she glared at Yang Yan'an and said, "You're always causing trouble. You're the most troublesome person in all of Tokyo. Before the wedding, the aunt combed the bride's hair; after the wedding, Tai Shui went to the husband's house to help the daughter with her pregnancy."

"What are you laughing at?" Yang Yan'an grinned and moved closer to Dong Yue'e. "Are you laughing at how much I love my wife?"

"You really are... shameless." Dong Yue'e laughed and threw the clothes in her hand into Yang Yan'an's arms, saying, "You caused this trouble, so you should deal with it yourself."

In the end, no one knows how Yang Yan'an managed to appease Dong's mother. They had just moved into Tianbo Mansion that day, and after dinner, Dong's mother went back to the Dong family home.

Dong Yue'e breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since she became pregnant, everyone in the Tianbo Mansion had been taking meticulous care of her. Adding Dong's mother to the mix... Dong Yue'e was truly overwhelmed both mentally and physically... Dong Yue'e felt that her stomach was also struggling to cope.