Chapter 201: Leaving Home

Protecting Mirror must be one of the few such powerful artifacts in the entire world.Everyone couldn't help but be more curious about Li Yunfan's background. A purchasing manager, could he possibly a...The man secretly winked at Qin Luoyan, and Qin Luoyan saw it. Of course, she knew the rational thing to do was to go out first and then figure out how to get her son out, but she was a mother, a human being with blood and flesh, so it was really hard to do.

So she clenched her lower lip, lowered her head, and used her falling bangs to cover the resentment in her eyes.

Jin Mu was very efficient in handling things. Because she was postpartum and wanted to avoid the wind, she had specially arranged for someone soft and gentle to pick her up at the door. Qin Luo Yan descended the mountain with the help of several elderly women, but throughout the process, she never looked up. She was afraid that if she lifted her head, it would betray her current feelings of anger and resentment.

When they reached the gate of the prince's manor, Qin Luoyan transferred from the soft sedan chair to the carriage. The unfamiliar man also got into the carriage. As the carriage was about to leave, Jin Mu signaled the coachman to wait.

He lifted the carriage curtain and bowed respectfully to Qin Luoyan in the carriage, his voice sincere: "Madam... I implore you to forgive my master's actions. I believe he is simply too preoccupied with missing his own flesh and blood. Your eyes resemble hers so much that my master, for a moment, might have been overcome with misplaced affection. I am certain that in time, he will come to his senses. Please grant him some time, madam."

When Kinmo finished speaking, he lowered the curtain. The driver received his instructions and raised his whip to start the carriage.

Inside a screen, when Qin Luo'yan heard Jin Mu's words, she couldn't help but raise her head, her eyes filled with shock.

Transferring affections

Fu Zi Mo missed his flesh and blood Missed... her

Qin Luoyan couldn't help but curl her lips into a bitter smile. He had been so cruel to her, and now he was telling her how much he cared, how he couldn't forget her, even doting on a stranger as if he were her child Transferring feelings Was that really possible

Without Fu Zimo's own confession, how could Qin Luoyan possibly believe such a far-fetched guess

The carriage rattled down several streets, yet Qin Luo Yan remained lost in thought, unable to shake off the same question. It wasn't until the carriage came to a stop that the coachman respectfully announced, "We've arrived."

Qin Luoyan only then raised her head to regain her thoughts. As she lifted the curtain, she saw Mr. Zhou, Grandma Liu, and Shi Tou all standing at the door waiting for her. When they saw that she was safe and sound, several people showed relieved smiles.

Several people helped carry things into the courtyard. The driver left, and several people returned to the courtyard after him and closed the gate.

In the long corridor, Yin Qi, wrapped in a dark cloak, hurried over. Seeing Qin Luo yan walking slowly, he frowned and instructed Liu Po: "Quickly help her inside. Women who are postpartum are most susceptible to wind, so don't leave any future illness."

Yin Qi was just like that, with a gentle tone of voice and a caring expression, he could easily touch people's hearts. Even the simplest gestures, when done by him, seemed to carry endless tenderness.

Such a man, I'm afraid is the husband that all women in the world dream of.

The weather was a bit chilly, so Mrs. Liu specially brought a brazier to put in Qin Luoyan's arms. Mr. Zhou also sat by the bed and felt her pulse, while Shi Tou poured Qin Luoyan a cup of hot water. The few people cooperated seamlessly and didn't need any extra verbal communication.

"Well, the delivery went smoothly and postpartum care was good. It's just that you have a knot of worry in your heart. If it continues, I'm afraid it will affect your emotions later." Mr. Zhou finished taking his pulse, but his face wasn't very optimistic. A woman just gave birth to a child, and the child was inexplicably taken over by someone else. Anyone would be troubled, wouldn't they

Qin Luoyan knew what Mr. Zhou meant. In modern terms, it was postpartum depression. She also knew that postpartum depression wasn't a situation that was easy to handle.

She looked again at the stranger standing at the door, forcing a grateful smile, "I haven't had the pleasure of learning your name, sir. Thank you for your help earlier at the palace."

"Madam, you are too kind. I am Zhou Li, and I would not dare to have you address me as Master." Zhou Li bowed respectfully, shedding any trace of his previous merchant demeanor, instead giving off an air of elegance that resembled Yin Qi greatly.

Yin Qi also introduced: "Zhou Li is one of my advisors under me. He can imitate anyone perfectly, so this time I let him pretend to be your husband."

"I see, thank you Mr. Zhou." Although Zhou Li said not to be polite, Qin Luo Yan still wouldn't forget the etiquette of being a person.

Zhou Li performed another ceremony, showing even more respect to Qin Luoyan. He had initially thought that a woman who was unmarried and had a child must not be a good person. Now that he met her, she was somewhat different from his imagination. At least, her politeness gave him a very good impression.

Several people chatted with Qin Luoyan in the room for a while. Seeing that she looked tired, they all left tacitly. Everyone understood and didn't mention the child who was occupied by Fu Zimo.

But they didn't know that after they left, the woman sitting on the bed, murmuring in her mouth, only uttered two words: "Yu Cheng".

As Yin Qi, he shouldn't have visited this courtyard too often. But in the following days, Yin Qi would come every day to accompany Qin Luo Yan for a while, sometimes staying for an hour, other times just exchanging a few words before leaving.

On the fifteenth night, there were no clouds, so the full moon in the sky was all too obvious.

Qin Luoyan pushed open the window and saw this full moon. It is said that seeing things reminds one of people. Looking at this full moon, she couldn't help but well up with tears. These days, every night when it was quiet, she would think of Yu Cheng, that poor child who was born without a mother by his side.

Although she knew that with Fu Zimu's doting attitude, he wouldn't suffer any grievance at all, she still couldn't help but worry about whether he was sleeping well and growing well It is said that a newborn baby changes every day, but as a mother, she had no chance to witness her growth.

Yin Qi pushed open the door and saw Qin Luo Yan standing by the bed, gazing at the moon with her head tilted upwards, while tears streamed down her cheeks. His face paled, he walked over to the bed in a few steps and picked up a cloak, putting it over her shoulders. "The wind is strong tonight, how are you standing here in the wind"

His tone was clearly accusatory.

Qin Luo'yan turned her head, tears still fresh on her face, "Elder Brother Yin, is there truly no way to take Yu Jing away from the Prince's Manor"

"Yes!" Yin Qi's throat tightened, his voice confirming. "I came to find you, for this very reason."

Qin Luoyan's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she hurriedly grabbed his arm, completely forgetting about the societal norms of gender separation in this feudal society.

She wasn't paying attention, but that didn't mean Yin Qi wasn't. It was just that, not only did he not stop her, but he also reached out and took her hand, "In five days it will be the full moon banquet of Yu Jing, Fu Zi Mo will be hosting a banquet for prominent figures in the city, this is an opportunity for us."

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