The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

Song Wenjun gently shook her head, a helpless yet doting smile on her face.

She gently stroked her slightly protruding belly and said softly, "This little one just kicked me hard."

Hearing this, Madam Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You really scared me to death! I thought..."

Before she could finish speaking, she seemed to realize something was amiss and quickly spat twice, "Look at my mouth, how could there be any accidents? The princess is blessed with good fortune and will surely give birth to the little prince smoothly." Madam Xu smiled broadly.

Song Wenjun's eyes widened slightly, her face showing surprise: "Couldn't it be a daughter?"

Her desire to have a daughter grew stronger, and she imagined her daughter looking adorable in all sorts of pink dresses. She longed to wear all those pretty dresses for her precious daughter.

Seeing this, Madam Xu smiled and explained, "Your Highness, your belly is pointed. In my opinion, you're about to have another little prince."

Upon hearing this, Song Wenjun felt somewhat discouraged, but she still firmly said, "No, this time it will definitely be a daughter."

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Your Highness, please come inside. There's already a charcoal fire burning inside, it's warm."

As she spoke, Xu's mother carefully helped Song Wenjun into the house.

Song Wenjun turned around and beckoned to Xiao Jinyan, saying gently, "Yanyan, come in too."

Xiao Jinyan, who usually stayed in the palace, rarely saw such a pleasant scene, and his eyes lit up with excitement.

He shook his head vigorously, saying urgently, "Mother, please let me stay outside for a while. I promise I'll be back soon."

Song Wenjun looked around and saw that the guards were all there. Thinking that nothing should happen, she nodded and instructed, "Alright, then Mother will do as you say. But you must come back in a little while."

"Understood, Mother." Xiao Jinyan jumped for joy and ran towards the lake like a happy little deer.

Seeing this, the guards hurriedly followed, shouting as they chased after him, "Young Master, slow down!"

"Look, there are fish in the lake!" Xiao Jinyan's eyes lit up like stars in the night sky when he saw the fish swimming in the lake. He excitedly shouted, "I want to catch a few fish to make fish soup for my mother. My master is injured and needs to nourish himself. I'll make one soup and one braised."

The guards, not wanting to spoil his mood, could only carefully stay by his side.

Before long, Yan Yan caught two big fish and brought them ashore.

Song Wenjun slept for a while in the room, perhaps because she was in a different place, and she was also thinking about Xiao Ji.

Not long after, he woke up.

Madam Xu stepped forward and asked with a smile, "The Princess is awake."

The sky outside the window was still dark, but fog had risen in the mountains, making the distant scenery hazy and indistinct, as if one had entered a dream world.

"Why is it foggy?" Song Wenjun asked, puzzled.

“It’s very humid in the mountains, so it’s perfectly normal to have fog. Your Highness, please rest assured that no one will find this place.” As she spoke, Mama Xu brought in the fish soup and placed it in front of Song Wenjun.

When she saw the fish, a look of joy appeared on her face: "Where did it come from?"

"Oh, this is a gift from the young prince to the princess." When mentioning Yan Yan, Madam Xu's face was full of pride: "At such a young age, he already knows how to care for the princess. This old servant is so happy to see this."

Song Wenjun smiled, picked up the fish soup, took a sip, and found it incredibly delicious.

Two days later, Xu's mother happily entered the room and said to Song Wenjun, "Your Highness, look who has come."

Behind Xu's mother was a woman dressed as a peasant.

Song Wenjun found the other person unfamiliar and didn't recognize her at first.

The peasant woman took off her headscarf, wiped her face, and revealed her true appearance—it was Xiao Tao.

"Xiao Tao, it really is you." Song Wenjun stood up excitedly and took two steps forward, but because of her clumsiness, she almost fell back down.

Xiao Tao stepped forward happily and nodded emphatically: "Thank goodness we found the princess."

"I'm so glad you're alright." Song Wenjun's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

She hadn't dared to think about it too much these past few days, but now that she saw Xiao Tao standing alive and well in front of her, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Xiao Tao quickly said, "Your Highness, don't cry. I'm perfectly fine."

Song Wenjun wiped away her tears: "Yes, we are all alive, that's wonderful."

She pulled Xiao Tao down to sit and asked her, "How's things going in the capital?"

"It's not looking good." Xiao Tao sighed. "After I got rid of the pursuers, I lay low in the city for a few days and found out some information. The Empress has completely taken control of the palace and is spreading rumors that the Prince of Chu's mansion is plotting a rebellion. No one can see the Emperor. I'm afraid that once the Emperor breathes his last, the Crown Prince will ascend the throne."

"What about the General's Mansion and the Prince of Nanyang's Mansion?" Song Wenjun asked again.

"Your Highness, rest assured, the Empress does not dare to take action against the two residences yet, for fear of arousing public anger. The young general and Princess Nanyang are both safe now; they are under house arrest in their residences," Xiao Tao said.

Song Wenjun, however, did not relax: "I'm afraid not. The Crown Prince is determined to eradicate the Chu Prince's mansion. He keeps both mansions alive simply to use them as bait to lure me back."

"Your Highness, you must not be fooled. You must wait for the Prince to return before making any plans."

Song Wenjun smiled and said, "No, I know Your Highness will definitely have a way."

……

For the next few days, Song Wenjun and Yan Yan stayed in the mountains.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed.

Xiao Ji's letters would arrive every few days.

He told Song Wenjun about his condition.

In his letter, he said that he was extremely anxious and wished he could fly to Song Wenjun's side immediately.

He said that the journey was already halfway through, and the moment for the two to meet was fast approaching.

He said he missed her very much.

I miss her, I miss the baby, and I miss the little one in my belly who hasn't been born yet.

As Song Wenjun read, her eyes welled up with tears.

She had never felt that life was so unbearable; every minute and every second felt like an eternity.

Only Xiao Ji's letter made her feel at ease.

These past few days, Song Wenjun has been secretly shedding tears, and Xu's mother is heartbroken to see her like this.

Pregnant women are prone to mood swings, and it's already quite remarkable that Song Wenjun has been able to endure it until now.

Fortunately, the prince is almost here.

When Xiao Ji's last letter arrived, Song Wenjun smiled and said, "The prince will arrive tonight."

"That's wonderful! Father is finally back!" Even the usually strong Yan Yan couldn't help but cry when she heard the news.

But he only shed two tears before wiping them away with his sleeve: "I won't cry. I'm a little man now, I can't cry."

Song Wenjun wiped away her tears with a handkerchief and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, you are a little man now, you are the best."

Yan Yan stopped crying and started laughing, and even Xu's mother laughed along with her.