Qin Huai Mirror 3: Gentle Worries
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When Yun Ya woke up, she found herself in Chongqing. 0
 
Qiao Lu informed her that the Commander had forgiven Li Yunfu and reinstated him to his former position. As for Yun Ya, it seemed he had grown weary of her and sent her off to this place. 0
 
While combing Yun Ya's hair, Qiao Lu sighed, "If I had known it would turn out this way, Young Mistress should have brought him a concubine to avoid being sent to this place." 0
 
Still groggy from sleep, Yun Ya pressed her temples, struggling to understand how she ended up in Chongqing. As she turned her head, Qiao Lu accidentally tugged at her hair, sending a sharp pain through her, which slightly cleared her mind. Yun Ya asked, "How many days was I unconscious?" 0
 
"It’s already December 4th; it’s been nearly twenty days," Qiao Lu replied cautiously, observing Yun Ya's expression with respect. 0
 
Yun Ya took a deep breath, unable to comprehend how a single slap from Li Yunfu could cause her to faint for twenty days. 0
 
As if sensing her thoughts, Qiao Lu said, "Madam, you are with child." 0
 
Suddenly, Yun Ya's eyes fixed on Qiao Lu like arrows slicing through the air, making Qiao Lu tremble and her voice falter. "The doctor... the doctor said your health is poor and that due to prolonged... prolonged anxiety, that's why you fainted for such a long time." At this point, Qiao Lu unexpectedly met Yun Ya's gaze. "Young Mistress, you are going to have a little master. You need to take care of yourself so he can be born healthy." 0
 
A child. 0
 
Yun Ya gently placed her hand on her belly, silently repeating in her heart, my child. She wondered if Feng Chen would accept this baby. 0
 
Thinking of Feng Chen made Yun Ya's hand tremble. 0
 
If she weren’t pregnant, perhaps she would have already devised countless ways to escape back to Jinling to find Feng Chen. But now, she suddenly felt that being alone with this child might not be so bad after all. 0
 
 
In the afternoon, Yun Ya was basking in the sun in the small garden, the white rocking chair swaying gently, lulling her into a drowsy state. In her hazy reverie, she heard the shouts of a newsboy, which abruptly pulled her from her half-asleep state. 0
 
The sun was shining beautifully, and the warm stove in her hands radiated comforting heat, yet Yun Ya suddenly felt a chill. 0
 
The newsboy was shouting: "Protest against the atrocities of the Japanese invaders, Nanjing is about to fall!" 0
 
Yun Ya didn’t know how long she stood there in shock. By the time she hurriedly rushed out the door, the newsboy had already turned into a nearby alley. 0
 
Pregnant as she was, she ultimately couldn’t catch up with the newsboy, but his repeated cries of "Nanjing is about to fall" struck hard at her heart. 0
 
Leaning against the wall, Yun Ya gasped for breath. She didn’t know if she was worried about Feng Chen or Li Yunfu, or perhaps those classmates who were causing trouble. One moment she recalled Feng Chen’s reluctant gaze, and the next moment it was Li Yunfu’s furious reprimands, followed by the sound of his footsteps as he left. 0
 
Tap, tap, tap… 0
 
The final step she took outside seemed to linger for an eternity. For some reason, the person who had struck her was him; he was the one who had knocked her unconscious for twenty days. Yet she felt no resentment toward him at all; her mind was filled with the sound of his footsteps as he departed. She could even sense his reluctance to leave. 0
 
"Young Mistress, why are you out here?!" Qiao Lu shouted as she hurried over to support Yun Ya. 0
 
Yun Ya grasped Qiao Lu's hand tightly, her gaze steady: "Tell me, what has been happening lately? What is going on outside? Isn’t the government in Nanjing? Why is it about to fall?" Her grip tightened so much that her knuckles protruded slightly, and the blue veins on her pale skin appeared ominous. 0
 
This time, Qiao Lu did not panic as she had earlier that morning; instead, there was a deep sadness in her eyes as she looked at Yun Ya: "Young Mistress, do you not like Young Master? Actually... he has treated you very well." 0
 
Yun Ya's breath caught in her throat. 0
 
 
"The government moved to Chongqing a few days ago. The aide said that the young master offended someone important, so on the surface, they are reinstating him, but in reality, they want him to stay in Nanjing and wait for his demise." Qiao Lu's face was filled with sorrow, not noticing that Yun Ya's complexion had turned pale in an instant. She continued, "Young Mistress, please don't hold a grudge against the young master anymore. You must take good care of yourself; after all, you are his only bloodline." 0
 
"Mm, I understand," Yun Ya replied casually. 0
 
Qiao Lu was too relieved to notice Yun Ya's wandering gaze. 0
 
 
 
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