Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 408: Drunken Madness

Qu Fulan’s maternal love started to overflow from the moment she felt the presence of the child.

And from this moment on, her morning sickness began to improve. She no longer vomited frequently, but she still reacted to certain peculiar smells.

This so-called peculiar smell couldn’t be defined exactly—it all depended on whether she felt discomfort or not.

To sum up, she could accept most smells by now, but still couldn’t go shopping. Sightseeing was possible, but being pregnant, she couldn’t move around too much, so staying at home was preferable.

Being able to eat most foods was already a blessing, and Qu Fulan attributed it to the child being considerate of her.

"What a good child, knowing to be considerate to their mother," Qu Fulan said with a happy smile as she caressed her belly.

After feeling the fetal movement, she frequently touched her belly, as if wanting to feel the child’s presence. But she knew this wasn’t good behavior and tried to restrain herself, although she couldn’t help it.

Whenever she realized it, her hand had already subconsciously moved to her belly.

In contrast, Pei Ji’an, who couldn’t resist listening to the baby’s movements before, stopped doing it now that there was fetal movement. The doctor said that constantly disturbing the baby could affect its development, so Heir Pei held back from ’interacting’ with the baby and left it all to her.

After all, reasonable interaction was still permissible.

After Qu Fulan became pregnant, she didn’t cling to Pei Ji’an every day. She often chatted with Ren Hua about their pregnancy experiences—a topic most fascinating to expectant mothers, which Pei Ji’an couldn’t partake in.

As someone who had been through it, Ren Hua could offer many useful suggestions.

"You’re tall and slender, but you haven’t gained any unnecessary weight," Ren Hua laughed. "When I was at your stage, my belly wasn’t showing yet, not until around May. I didn’t even have much morning sickness, ate and drank as I pleased, unlike you. But it seems although you’re going through hardship, it’s not affecting the child’s growth. There are pros and cons."

Nowadays in summer, the clothing was light gauze, which, despite having lining, felt quite refreshing when the wind blew against the ruqun.

Not everyone had the luxury of enjoying such things, only Qu Fulan did. The fabric she wore was rare, breathable, cool, and had an excellent texture.

It was even better than the Cicada Wing Gauze that Pei Ji’an once gave her when she was a maid.

Since Cicada Wing Gauze was already a treasure, what she wore now was even more so.

There were only a few sets made, so when Ren Hua saw them, she wanted to buy a set, but couldn’t. She didn’t complain or compare.

Why compare? Her husband is Heir Pei, and her father is the emperor. How bored would one have to be to compare lives?

Besides, Fulan had already given her enough good things; being grateful is what matters most.

The fitted ruqun was already form-fitting, and with its hanging texture, her slightly protruding belly became visible.

Qu Fulan looked at her gently bulging belly, feeling a sense of relief. After all those times of eating and vomiting, she finally managed to nurture the little one inside.

But due to the lack of technology in this era, they couldn’t tell if it was a boy or a girl she was carrying.

Even though she didn’t mind if it was a boy or girl, she found herself troubled when preparing things for the child.

But then there’s a saying: only the poor need to choose. The rich can have it all.

So the household started preparing early. If there was one set for a boy, there was another for a girl.

Qu Fulan touched the small clothes, pants, and socks, finding them utterly adorable, softening her heart immensely.

Imagining the child wearing these little outfits made her anticipate the child’s birth even more.

Initially, Qu Fulan planned to sew some clothes, pants, or socks herself, but her poor sewing skills not only made her work look unwatchable, it also wasted energy and affected her rest. Pei Ji’an wouldn’t let her touch it.

After all, there was no shortage of people around her to do needlework.

The four maids fought to make things for her, and Mrs. Li helped too. Even Li Hua made her a complete outfit, including a hat and shoes. All of them skilled in needlework, all presentable.

Speaking of Li Hua, after her last conversation with Xiao Shiqing, he didn’t approach her again. While they occasionally ran into each other, like when she bought something and he was patrolling, or met in some shop, they never spoke again.

Li Hua assumed he had wisely let go.

She just didn’t know that Xiao Shiqing was having a hard time every day, unable to show it on the surface, suffering inside.

He had been drunk several times.

But drinking to dispel sorrow only brought more sorrow.

Resolving problems requires the one who tied the knot to untie it; Xiao Shiqing knew the root but didn’t know how to solve it.

He couldn’t disclose military secrets, yet not saying anything led to her distrust, trapping him in a dead end, unsure of what to do.

Xiao Shiqing felt Li Hua was being unreasonable. He believed business and personal matters shouldn’t be mixed, but she insisted otherwise, and he couldn’t think of a better solution.

So he could only drink. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Giving up? Xiao Shiqing never thought of that.

He once believed Qu Fulan was Li Jirou and held on for so long; how could he not now that he had found the real her?

In Xiao Shiqing’s eyes, a promise wasn’t a joke. What was once agreed upon would be for a lifetime.

Unless, unless she found someone else and got married, like Qu Fulan did.

But Xiao Shiqing wouldn’t let that happen.

Some things need only be experienced once; more than that, and he feared he’d go crazy.

He hadn’t even reached that point, yet he already felt he’s going mad.

Xiao Shiqing once again drank until he was slightly drunk, then instinctively headed towards her place.

In the dead of night, he pounded on the door of Mrs. Li’s house.

Mrs. Li thought it was some rogue; so bold, peeking through the door crevice to find it was Prince Xiao.

Mrs. Li: "..."

What on earth is happening?

To avoid disturbing the neighbors, she let him inside anyway.

Kindly offering him tea, she then asked what brought him there and if he had gotten lost.

After drinking the tea, Xiao Shiqing sobered up slightly, but still not completely.

"I’m here for Li Hua. Have her come out to see me."

Li Hua was asleep at this time, for her room was in the back while Mrs. Li’s was at the front, so Mrs. Li could hear the knocking while she couldn’t.

Mrs. Li’s face didn’t look good upon hearing Prince Xiao’s words.

"Heir, it’s late at night. You should head home and talk tomorrow."

"Have her come out, I want to talk now."

Xiao Shiqing had the stance of not leaving until Li Hua came out.

Mrs. Li thought this person must be delusional. Did he think he was the emperor, able to act as he wished? He might be the Princely Heir, but her niece was also a County Princess, no less noble.