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... like a gust of wind. His usually carefree face was uncharacteristically beaded with sweat, its roguish charm paling due to stress. Ye Li looked up at him with a smile and asked, "What’s the matter?" Feng Zhiyao gestured towards her, flustered, then rapidly withdrew his hand. He wore an unsettled expression and stammered, "You... Princess Consort... you really..."
"Yes." Disliking his dithering manner, Ye Li generously nodded and admitted, "Yes, I’m pregnant."
"How could this hap ...
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