The concubine is a man, and the illegitimate son of a divine physician has a spatial ability.

At this moment, the couple was immersed in love, completely unaware that the man's promises were like farts, having no real meaning. They only knew how to enjoy the pleasure and passion of the moment.

They forget their past responsibilities and promises at the slightest setback in life. When the passion of love fades, everything amounts to nothing, and to protect themselves, the first thing they sacrifice is what they call love…

As Du Lin and Yuanyang were immersed in joy and whispering sweet nothings to each other, they were completely unaware that a pair of dark eyes were watching them intently from not far away. Those eyes, hidden in the shadows, were like wild beasts in the dead of night, silently observing their every move.

Those eyes watched them silently, and as time went by, their gaze grew sharper and sharper, as if trying to pierce through Du Lin and Yuanyang's souls.

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Sunlight streamed through the window lattices, casting dappled shadows on the floor of the East Palace. But the snow hadn't melted, and the air remained bitterly cold. Sheng Yixuan had just finished his morning court session, and the palace maids carefully removed his solemn court robes, changing him into light and comfortable everyday clothes. Every movement was meticulous, as if afraid of wrinkling the magnificent garments. Sheng Yixuan quietly savored this moment of tranquility, allowing himself a temporary escape from the demands of official duties.

Then, looking somewhat tired, he entered the study. He waved for the palace maids and eunuchs to leave, while Master Ye had been waiting for quite some time.

Sheng Yixuan took a sip of hot tea and asked with a gloomy expression, "How is it? Any news?"

Dressed in a black outfit, Boss Ye knelt on one knee and hurriedly reported, "Master, there's news. Our scouts have reported..."

Sheng Yixuan grew increasingly angry as he listened, his fists clenched tightly, his fury rising. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and slammed the memorial in his hand onto the desk. The memorial flew through the air before landing on the floor with a crisp sound.

His gaze turned icy cold, filled with anger and authority. He gritted his teeth and said, "These people are truly wolves in sheep's clothing! They actually dared to lay a hand on members of the royal family; this is utterly outrageous!"

"Boss Ye, aren't they planning to attack the princess? Then let's turn the tables and catch them red-handed. Quickly send men to secretly protect Princess An Ding. We'll make sure they succeed, but protect the princess. We'll capture them when they make their move."

"Also, keep a close eye on Granny Li and Imperial Advisor Xu Run. When they destroy the evidence, then you can make your move. With solid evidence, convict them of a capital crime..." Sheng Yixuan's eyes grew increasingly ruthless, without the slightest hesitation or pity.

Kneeling on the ground, Boss Ye replied trembling with fear, "Yes, Master. This servant will do his utmost to handle this matter properly and will absolutely not let you down!" His forehead was pressed tightly to the ground, not daring to slacken in the slightest...

Inside the Prince Consort's mansion, Granny Li, who had claimed to be unwell, appeared in Yuanyang's bedroom with an air of nonchalance and good spirits.

With a smile, Granny Li lifted the curtain, holding a blue porcelain jar in her hands. Before she appeared, her voice could be heard: "Yuanyang, look what delicious treats I brought you! Freshly pickled plums. Now that you're pregnant, these are your favorite."

Yuanyang, supporting her aching back, stood up and greeted her with a smile, "Granny Li, you've come. You've been so good to me, I don't know how to repay you. Over the years, you've been like a mother to me..."

Just as they were talking, Yuanyang was about to take the celadon jar when Granny Li placed it on the table, quickly helped Yuanyang sit on a stool, and instructed her, "You are pregnant, so you must be very careful."

Then, with a complicated and bitter expression, Granny Li looked at Yuanyang and said, "I happen to be short of a daughter, so why don't you become my goddaughter, Yuanyang!"

To conceal her emotions, Granny Li quickly opened the celadon jar, took out a plum, and placed it in Yuanyang's hand: "Oh! Let's forget it! Yuanyang, your status is now so important, and you're pregnant with the prince consort's first child. It's better not to be this old servant's goddaughter, lest this old woman drag you down."

Yuanyang smiled and said, "Granny Li, I was just saying, why did you take it so seriously?"

Li Mama felt a pang of embarrassment. To cover it up, she quickly said, "It was my fault for being so presumptuous. Please try some! These are plums that I pickled myself. They're very delicious."

Having been spoiled by Granny Li for many years, Yuanyang didn't say much. She naturally picked up a plum and tasted it: "So sour..."

Actually, Yuanyang really wanted something spicy, especially bright red chili oil, but she didn't dare—so many people were staring at her belly. Yuanyang could only pray silently, "Give birth to a boy, a male fetus..."

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After a busy day, Yin Zijing finally had some free time. She fell into a deep sleep as soon as her head hit the bed. In her dream, Yin Zijing entered a mysterious space…