Su Yingxue's hand, unconsciously, rested on her lower abdomen. Now was not the right time to tell Chu Yihan that she was pregnant.
If she distracted him and delayed matters of his ascension to the throne or the deployment of troops, it would be a sin.
The smile on her face instantly vanished.
Chu Yihan saw the disappointment on her face, and his heart sank sharply. Did she wish for him to stay by her side constantly?
But she had left with Qin Muyan before. She couldn't care about him that much, could she?
Su Yingxue bid farewell to Chu Yihan. To keep his mind at ease, she deliberately moderated her expressions, putting on a light-hearted facade, "Your Highness, since I can't be of any help, I won't add to your troubles. Once you are... finished with everything, we shall return to the Ninth Prince's Mansion!"
Su Yingxue did not hold him back, not even mentioning her wish to assist him, which left Chu Yihan feeling a chilly emptiness inside.