Mu Yunjin looked down at her belly and suddenly felt enormous pressure.

Those who had just bet on a boy silently collected their silver ingots and moved them to the right side, betting on a girl.

A moment later, the left side for boys remained empty, with no one betting on it.

Seeing this, Chu Li curled his lips in satisfaction, pulled Mu Yunjin close, and looked at the others. “Since everyone loves the idea of a girl so much, we definitely won’t disappoint you. You won’t lose your money.”

Everyone collectively fell silent.

Mu Yunjin smiled awkwardly. Suddenly, a mischievous thought rose in her mind—why was she now hoping to give birth to a boy?

She wanted to see what Chu Li’s expression would be like then.

…

Before bedtime, Mu Yunjin was again entangled with Chu Li for a long time. After recovering his memories, Chu Li truly made her feel both love and frustration.

…

…

After Chu Li released Mu Yunjin, she touched her swollen lips and looked at him. “Prince Ning, could you please take it easy…”

“No,” Chu Li solemnly shook his head.

“…” Mu Yunjin was speechless.

Though Chu Li said no, he truly stopped bothering Mu Yunjin. After tucking her in, he pulled her into his embrace. “Be good now, sleep.”

Mu Yunjin nodded, but she had no desire to sleep at the moment. Lying in Chu Li’s arms, she thought about the events of the past few days.

“Can’t sleep?” Seeing that she hadn’t fallen asleep for quite some time, Chu Li lowered his gaze and spoke.

“I was thinking about the Tiansheng Continent,” Mu Yunjin answered honestly.

Chu Li made a soft sound of acknowledgment, resting his chin on her head and saying lazily, “What about the Tiansheng Continent?”

“Nothing, I just suddenly thought of it,” Mu Yunjin pursed her lips, not wanting to discuss this complex topic.

“Sleep early. No staying up late,” Chu Li said, gently patting her back.

Mu Yunjin made a sound of agreement and didn’t speak further.

Soon, drowsiness overtook her, and she gradually fell asleep.

…

After staying comfortably in Fengyu Pavilion for several days, Mu Yunjin was itching to go out for a walk. After begging Chu Li for a long time, he finally agreed to let her stroll through the market streets.

Qiqi also rarely pulled Lei Yan out with her. Hua Ying originally didn’t want to go out but was dragged along by Huang Yan. Now in their group, Ding Xian could only keep company with Daoist Feng Xuan.

As they walked, Ding Xian was being lectured by Daoist Feng Xuan. “You should find a girl from Fengyu Pavilion to accompany you!”

Ding Xian scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

Mu Yunjin and Chu Li walked side by side, and without realizing it, they arrived at the black market.

Upon entering the black market and seeing the hurried people all around, Chu Li instinctively pulled Mu Yunjin into his arms to prevent anyone from bumping into her.

Luo Ningyu and Mu Xiarou, mother and daughter, also happened to be leaving their inn to buy some things. Upon seeing Mu Yunjin and her group face-to-face, they immediately approached with delight.

“Your Highness, Yunjin…” Luo Ningyu and Mu Xiarou bowed slightly to the two.

Chu Li nodded faintly, considering it a greeting.

Mu Yunjin curled her lips and looked at the two. “Third Concubine, Fifth Sister, where are you headed?”

“Xiarou has been pestering me since early morning to buy some rouge. I couldn’t refuse her, so I’m taking her out for a walk after finishing my tasks,” Luo Ningyu said with a smile, then gave Mu Xiarou a reproachful glance.

Mu Xiarou smiled sweetly. “I just had itchy feet and wanted to come out for a walk.”

“Is it the same for Third Sister and His Highness?” Mu Xiarou added.

Mu Yunjin nodded. “I was also really bored and wanted to come out for a stroll.”

“Well then, you go ahead and browse around. If you have time at noon, let’s have a meal together. Last time, you and Miss Qiqi only ate half the meal,” Luo Ningyu said.

“Sounds good! Qiqi has been thinking about your braised fish every day!”

“Yes, yes!” Qiqi immediately agreed.

…

After saying goodbye to Luo Ningyu and Mu Xiarou and walking around for a few circles, they arrived at the entrance of a gambling house. Huang Yan paused in his steps and rubbed his hands. “My hands are itching. I want to go in for a couple of rounds.”

With those words, Huang Yan had already stepped inside.

“Let’s go take a look too!” Qiqi, who was also bored, pulled Lei Yan inside as she spoke.

Hearing this, the rest of the group also entered the gambling house.

On the second floor of the gambling house.

Many people in the black market gambling house knew Huang Yan. Upon seeing his arrival, they all gathered around and began to gamble intensely.

Mu Yunjin also wanted to join in to watch the excitement, but Chu Li pulled her to sit in a far corner. Looking at the dense crowd in front, she could only hear the sounds but couldn’t see the action.

After sitting down, a servant brought tea. Chu Li glanced at it, frowned, and ordered, “Bring a cup of plain water instead.”

The servant nodded in agreement.

Soon, the tea was replaced with water.

Mu Yunjin took a sip of water and watched the occasional cheers coming from the front. She stretched her neck but couldn’t see anything.

At this moment, a figure appeared from the corner of the staircase.

Mu Yunjin felt a flash of ice blue in her peripheral vision and was slightly startled. Just as she was about to turn and look, a voice came first—

“Royal Brother, Sister-in-law, what a coincidence!”

Seeing Yun Lianqing’s smiling face, Mu Yunjin twisted her mouth and looked at Chu Li.

Chu Li’s expression was indifferent, but he unusually acknowledged Yun Lianqing. “What are you doing here?”

Hearing this, Yun Lianqing’s face fell. He sighed, looked around, and then pointed to an empty room nearby. “Shall we talk there?”

After speaking, Chu Li and Mu Yunjin followed him into the empty room.

Once inside, Yun Lianqing let out a long sigh and said, “A few days ago, a female demon came to our Southern Court Imperial Palace, demanding to find the Snow Soul Pill. She injured many palace maids and eunuchs in my father’s palace. Fortunately, National Master An was there with my father that day and managed to subdue her. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.”

“Speaking of which, that female demon was truly formidable. She lasted many rounds against National Master An, though she eventually couldn’t defeat him. Now she’s trapped by the National Master’s unique formation in the imperial prison.”

Mentioning this incident, Yun Lianqing still felt amazed.

After listening to Yun Lianqing’s words, Mu Yunjin and Chu Li exchanged a glance, and then Mu Yunjin spoke first. “What does this female demon look like?”

“I don’t know. She was dressed all in black with a black veil covering her face. Other than hearing her maniacal laughter, there wasn’t much else!” Yun Lianqing twisted his mouth.

Upon hearing this, both Mu Yunjin and Chu Li knew who this person was.

They hadn’t expected Qin Muyue to have gone to Southern Court Country and set her sights on the Snow Soul Pill.

It seemed she wanted to use the Snow Soul Pill to restore her beauty.

“Then why did you come here?” Mu Yunjin asked.

“Southern Court Country is too dangerous. Who knows if other demons will appear? This Crown Prince came specially to avoid the storm!” Yun Lianqing raised his eyebrows as he spoke.

Mu Yunjin didn’t know how to respond.

“Royal Brother, do you know that female demon?” Yun Lianqing looked at Chu Li.

“Yes,” Chu Li nodded lightly.

Hearing this, Yun Lianqing became excited and moved closer to Chu Li. “Who is she?”

“Qin Muyue,” Chu Li replied.

After saying these three words, Yun Lianqing’s mouth twitched. He thought his ears might be deceiving him. “Who did you say?”

“Qin Muyue,” Chu Li repeated.

Yun Lianqing felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He knew Qin Muyue. When they had allied with Chu Qing, he had frequently dealt with Qin Muyue. She was a proud woman.

However, no matter how he tried, he couldn’t connect that proud woman with the crazy female demon.

What had he missed in between?

“If Qin Muyue has become like this, what about Chu Qing? Is he the same? No wonder he issued a ceasefire…” Yun Lianqing muttered to himself.

“You, the Crown Prince of Southern Court, are quite the gossip,” Mu Yunjin said with a beaming smile at Yun Lianqing.

Hearing this, Yun Lianqing sighed. “Idle anyway.”

“Oh, right…” Yun Lianqing remembered something.

Mu Yunjin looked at him.

“Before I left, I don’t know how National Master An knew I was coming to find you, but he gave me a letter to pass to you,” Yun Lianqing said, taking out a letter.

Mu Yunjin reached out to receive it and opened the letter.

Seeing this, Yun Lianqing curiously moved closer. After seeing the brief characters on it, he exclaimed strangely, “What language is this written in?”

Mu Yunjin raised an eyebrow.

Worthy of being a modern person, he had written her a letter in English, probably fearing the letter might be intercepted!

Fortunately, she could still read English.

However, she thought that writing in pinyin would be better in the future, as it wouldn’t require translation.

With that thought, Mu Yunjin twisted her mouth and began to quickly scan the contents.

After reading through the letter’s contents, Mu Yunjin looked at Chu Li, wanting to say something but hesitating because of Yun Lianqing’s presence.

“It’s fine, speak,” Chu Li said.

Mu Yunjin nodded and slowly began, “National Master An has invited us to meet at Shuiyun Temple the day after tomorrow.”

“Mm,” Chu Li frowned slightly, then agreed.

Yun Lianqing stood to the side, glancing at the letter in Mu Yunjin’s hand. “Are you sure? There are so many characters in there. Are you sure it’s just that one brief sentence?”

“I’m sure!” Mu Yunjin looked at Yun Lianqing. “If you don’t believe me, go study it yourself.”

She handed the letter to Yun Lianqing.

Yun Lianqing took it and examined the contents carefully, completely convinced that Mu Yunjin must be hiding something.

There were at least several hundred characters, yet she claimed it only said one sentence.

Who was this woman trying to fool?

At this moment, Daoist Feng Xuan entered and looked at Mu Yunjin and Chu Li. “Did you just say that Kong Shi wants you to go to Shuiyun Temple the day after tomorrow?”

Chu Li and Mu Yunjin nodded.

“I’ll go with you,” Daoist Feng Xuan said.

After a pause, Feng Xuan continued, “For him to specially invite you to Shuiyun Temple, he must have important matters to discuss.”

“Although these past few days have been peaceful, I’ve had an ominous feeling.”

As Daoist Feng Xuan finished speaking, Mu Yunjin’s heart, which had been relaxed for several days, tensed up again.

…

After returning to the small stream by Fengyu Pavilion, they encountered familiar figures.

“Mayor Xu, Sister Xinyao,” Mu Yunjin was somewhat surprised to see Xu Heyu and Qu Xinyao standing by the small stream, and she walked over.

The two saw their group approaching and walked over, smiling at them.

“You two, do you have some good news?” Huang Yan looked at the couple who were holding hands and teased them with raised eyebrows.

Xu Heyu nodded with a smile and looked at everyone. “We’re getting married in five days…”