Yue Yang's body stiffened, and it took a while for him to react to the Poison Matriarch's words. "Yao'er, Yao'er, she …" "He's not dead yet. If you try to stop me again, I can't say for sure." Seeing that he was so heartbroken, the Poison Matriarch's tone was no longer as vile as it was before, "Prince Fu, if you wake up now, you have to quickly go see your son. Yunyao has spent most of her life trying to give birth to him."

"Where is it!?" When he entered the tent just now, he saw Mu Yunyao's tightly closed eyes, her pale face, and her completely silent appearance. In his dazed state, he actually thought that she had left him forever.

Now that she had calmed down, she realized that her chest was still heaving slightly. After the Poison Matriarch finished checking Mu Yunyao's pulse, her eyebrows wrinkled tightly, "Jin Lan, Jin Qiao, help Yun Yao change her clothes and bedding. After that, prepare some warm water and let her drink it slowly. Even though he had survived, he was still severely injured. If he wanted to fully recover, he would need to recuperate …

It will take a long time.

When the Poison Matriarch made way for him, King Yue stepped forward and continued to sit by Mu Yunyao's bedside, staring unblinkingly at her.

Xu Yanhan sighed. Looking at his appearance, she couldn't help but advise, "Jun Yue, you just woke up and your body is very weak. You should go down and pack up for a bit of food."

Yue Yang raised his head, his expression haggard and his voice hoarse: "Mother, I want to look at Yun Yao. If I can't see her, then my heart will be filled with fear."

"You … In addition, the child is too young and needs to drink milk. With Yao'er's current condition, she can't care about the child for the time being, and there's no wet nurse to be found in the army camp. First, we have to get some goat's milk to cook, and then we have to feed the child. "

"Alright …" King Yue's gaze finally fell on the child in Xu Yanhan's arms, and as soon as his gaze landed on her, he could no longer move away, "Child …"

Xu Yanhan walked up and gently placed the child in the middle of Yue Wang's arms, "Hug him, this is your son and Yun Yao."

Yue Yang's eyes trembled, his heart thumping hard. The life in his embrace was soft and fragile, like nothing that was placed on his arm, causing him to breathe easier, was this the feeling of being connected to his blood vessels?

"Son..." Xu Yanhan went out to instruct Yu Yi to prepare some things. When she walked in again, she saw King Fu sitting under the bed with one hand on Mu Yunyao's body and the other on the child. The family of three had all fallen asleep. She sighed and did not disturb him. Instead, she slowly stepped back …

Mu Yunyao was sleeping soundly, the surroundings were warm and cozy, causing her to be immersed in it and not want to wake up. Just as she was about to continue sleeping, she suddenly heard a weak cry.

The surrounding light was extremely dazzling, and it took her many blinks before she gradually became accustomed to the light. Before she could clearly see her surroundings, she felt her hand being tightly gripped. "Yao'er, Yao'er, you're awake?"

Yue Yang's eyes were filled with joy as he said excitedly.

Xu Yanhan and the Poison Matriarch also quickly surrounded him.

"Yao'er, how do you feel?"

Mu Yunyao recovered her wits. "Mother … Jun Yue …. "Ling'er …"

"Sigh, we're all here."

Memories from before she fainted rushed into her mind. She remembered the weeping she had heard in her sleep and couldn't help but turn her gaze to look for it. "Child …"

The child is fine. "Xu Yanhan took the child from Jin Lan's hands and gently placed it beside Mu Yunyao," I just carried her to feed her. Although she was born prematurely, the child is very strong.

The infant's entire body revealed a hint of pink, making him look soft and soft like a glutinous rice ball. His small hand was placed on the side of his face, and from time to time, his small mouth would move, causing others to feel tender affection for him.

Mu Yunyao extended her hand and gently touched his cheek. "Baby, I'm your mother …"

The child seemed to have sensed Mu Yunyao's existence and directly opened his eyes. His black eyes were as clear as the clear blue sky after being washed by a heavy rain, completely devoid of any dust. He moved his small mouth, and a petal-like small hand gently held onto Mu Yunyao's fingers.

Mu Yunyao's eyes reddened, and she couldn't help but tear up. "Wuwuwu!" "wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

King Yue picked up the child and placed him in Xu Yanhan's embrace, "Yao`er, you can't cry now. If you look closely, your eyes will hurt."

Mu Yunyao retracted her hand. Seeing the look of concern on King Yue's face, the corner of her lips slowly revealed a smile: "Fourth Master, are you alright?"

Yue Yang caressed Mu Yunyao's hair lightly, his heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife. "Yao`er, I'm fine now." He had thousands of things to say, but his throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, making him unable to say a single word.

"That's good." Mu Yunyao looked at her child, then looked at King Yue, and her heart finally settled down. The heavens had treated her well, allowing her to safely pass through this crisis.

Releasing her mind, Mu Yunyao fell asleep not long after. When she woke up again, the camp had already been lit on fire.

"Yao'er, you're awake?"

Yue Yang was still sitting by her bedside. The moment she opened her eyes, she immediately realised that she had not left the room.

"Master Four, did you not go to rest?" Her body was still weak, but she was feeling much better. "Where's our baby?"

"The baby was taken away by your mother. She was afraid the child would make a ruckus at night, making you unable to sleep well."

The candle flame burned quietly. Occasionally, a flower of light would burst out, causing the light and shadow to sway slightly.

Mu Yunyao raised her hand and gently caressed the King's face, "You've lost a lot of weight, your eyes are dark, and your beard hasn't been cleaned. You're not handsome at all." It had already been five days, and the wound on her fingertip had already healed long ago. However, every time he touched her hand, it would remind him of his bloodied appearance: "Don't worry, as long as Yao'er doesn't mind, I will not be afraid no matter what kind of appearance I turn into."

"

Mu Yunyao couldn't help but smile. "Then what if I dislike you?"

"I'm not afraid. No matter how much you dislike it, I will firmly stay by your side and not leave no matter what happens."

"Then aren't you a scoundrel?"

"Yeah, but there's nothing I can do about it. I just can't leave you. In this life, in the next, I'll stay by your side and never leave you, no matter what you say."

Mu Yunyao stretched out her hand and gently placed it on his palm. She curled her fingers and said, "Alright, then we'll agree to it. You're not allowed to go back on your words."

Yue Yang lightly kissed the back of her hand. "Un, I will never regret it!"

Yao'er did not despise him. He accompanied her and doted on her; Yao'er despised him. He hid somewhere out of her sight, protecting her from the shadows and working hard for her. Of course, he would spend all his life trying to prevent Yao'er from hating him.

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