My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 713 - 460: Daughter’s Birth (Two in One)

The Prince of Annan mobilized a large entourage and made a trip to the Capital City, claiming to enter the capital to see the emperor. He left in high spirits and returned with glory, with the palace issuing an edict, rewarding lavishly with silk, rare treasures, and also granting military positions and official titles to some of the Qin Family's sons and nephews. Thousands of men and horses thus returned to the Southern Border in such a lively manner.

Not long after returning to the Southern Border, perhaps it was a double blessing, news spread in the Prince Mansion that the Princess was pregnant. Within a few days of the news, many people came to offer their congratulations. Initially, they were all politely turned away, but after a few days, the Prince saw a few people, yet he didn't say much, his demeanor unchanged, neither joyful nor sorrowful.

According to the housekeeper in the inner courtyard, regarding this matter, the Princess was far more joyous than the Prince, who was rather worried and entirely lacked the excitement of expecting an heir.

However, the couple was loving. In typical official families, when the wife was about to give birth, the husband would usually stay home for the last three months, mostly accompanying her in the inner courtyard. Although the Prince's face showed no joy, he stayed in the inner courtyard a month later. Many places in the inner courtyard were cordoned off with ropes and tassels to prevent anyone from passing, and he often ordered the maids to cook a table of nourishing food. Apparently, the joy was not on his face but in his heart.

Soon, the time for childbirth was nearing and arrived.

The An Nan Royal Mansion was immediately festively decorated, with large red lanterns hanging, illuminating the night brightly. Fireworks and firecrackers crackled loudly outside the inner and outer courtyards. The Princess had previously instructed to first distribute red eggs, red envelopes, and festive buns to those in the inner courtyard, then to those in the outer courtyard, followed by distributing to those who came to offer their congratulations, and finally walking through the streets to send out gifts, and after that, holding a banquet.

Carriages filled with congratulatory gifts were sent to the mansion, and the joyous occasion spread wildly. The townspeople talked about it, and soon it would spread to the palace, to the Capital City of Great Yu.

But during the few days when the child was born, the inner courtyard of the Prince Mansion seemed a bit bizarre.

Even though the Princess was radiant and overflowing with joy after giving birth, the Prince seemed as if half his life had been drained, staying behind closed doors all day. A maid glimpsed the Prince's pale face, his brow dark and somber, as if he had been sick.

How strange it is that the day of great joy for the birth of a prince or princess, the Prince should fall ill!

Those nosy women who love to gossip secretly whispered,

"Could it be that the child isn't the Prince's?"

Further fueling people's suspicions was that the birth of a child, a precious daughter brought joy to the mansion, yet the Prince of Annan was exceptionally indifferent. As soon as the child was born, he handed it over to the Princess without much glance. Although it wasn't a boy, it was still the firstborn.

On the other hand, the Princess was totally different. She was extremely fond of the child, afraid it would melt in her mouth or fall from her hands, which made people feel something was amiss.

Add to this the fact that the Prince of Annan had been married early yet remained childless, reinforcing the beliefs of those busybodies in the mansion.

But such unspoken words could never be brought to light.

Thus they were secretly spread...

The few major forces spying on the movements of the Prince of Annan heard this secret rumor, weighed their options, and decided not to use it to their advantage. After all, it wasn't worth investing resources on a girl of dubious lineage.

An Nan Royal Mansion.

Unbeknownst, three months had passed, and the child had not died young. Born weighing seven pounds, she was a chubby baby. Her cries could be described as earth-shattering, making her care rather troublesome, waking several times every night. Yet, even so, the Princess Zhu E still found it a sweet burden.

However... the young princess didn't seem to appreciate the Princess's affection.

The Princess rocked and cuddled her, softly singing nursery rhymes, and she would only reluctantly fall asleep once she was too tired to make a fuss.

In fact, it wasn't just the Princess's affection she didn't appreciate, but also that of the wet nurses.

Whenever she couldn't stop crying, the wet nurses had no choice but to smile and say, "Little babies are like this, it's hard to soothe them at such a young age."

In the mansion, Zhu E was always understanding and didn't make things difficult. She would lightly cradle the baby girl and tiptoe towards the study.

"Prince, she's crying again."

Zhu E carefully entered, the bamboo and bird embroidery on the thin silk window frames letting in light, outlining a tall shadow.

The shadow shrugged a shoulder, speaking coldly, "Didn't I tell you not to bring her?"

Zhu E, hearing the harsh tone, wasn't angry, just approached saying, "It's too noisy without trying."

Seeing the baby girl brought close, the tall woman's face was gloomy, and after a long while, she said,

"A bastard."

Perhaps startled by Qin Qingluo's killing aura, the baby instantly stopped her mouth, froze for a while, and then pursed her lips.

And immediately stopped crying.

"Leave quickly."

Zhu E holding the princess, not moving, gently asked,

"She's three months old, it's time to give her a name."

"As you wish."

"It shouldn't be left to chance..."

"Don't bother me."

"She is your flesh and blood..."

"Don't bother me."

"She is your flesh and blood."

"Enough!" Qin Qingluo's tone suddenly rose, turning aside saying, "It's just a bastard."

Zhu E wasn't angry, quietly saying, 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Prince, you're the ruler, call her a bastard if you wish, but outwardly she still needs a name. Whether she is a bastard or not is irrelevant; bringing disgrace to the mansion would damage the Prince's prestige."

These words felt like hitting cotton for the female Prince.

Qin Qingluo showed impatience, her eyes uncertain, exhaled a cloudy breath, and wrote a word on paper: "Yue".

Yue,

pronounced like 'moon'. It is a sacred pearl.

......

Sword Pool, back to the present.

A night of lingering warmth.

After a long time apart, Min Ning was exceptionally unfamiliar, coupled with an apparent internal injury from a battle, Chen Yi shouldn't have been too eager, leading to only twice.