Dark Storm Brewing

"Thank you," Yanyue said after Beichen fed her the last scoop of soup.

Yanyue looked at the water and wanted to grab it, but Beichen was faster. He held the straw to her mouth, and she sipped the water. After drinking, Beichen grabbed a napkin and began wiping her mouth.

Yanyue was not used to his sudden gentleness, and her body became stiff.

"I'll do it myself."

Yanyue tried to grab the napkin, but Beichen continued wiping the stains as if he hadn't heard her. He didn't know why he was helping her. However, every time he closed his eyes, the scene of her lifeless body from the previous night made his body tremble. He hated the feeling of being unable to control or understand his emotions. He concluded it was because of guilt, so providing care to her would lessen that strange feeling.

Even after feeding her, Beichen did not go out. He was sitting on the couch signing some paperwork. Yanyue was uncomfortable with him being in the same space as her, but she knew he never listened to anyone. She reached for the call button to ask for her nurse.

"I want to use the toilet," she spoke into the mic.

"I will come right away, Crown Princess."

The Royal Hospital served the royal family at their beck and call.

"What are you doing?"

Beichen picked Yanyue up before the nurse could even end the call.

"Stay still," Beichen said as he walked toward the bathroom.

Yanyue was shocked once again when she knew what he was doing.

"You can let me down now."

Beichen lifted the toilet cover and placed her on the toilet seat. Yanyue was wearing the patient gown, so she didn't need to take off anything.

But she was annoyingly weak right after surgery and couldn't lift her gown or bend to urinate.

"What are y-" Yanyue panicked when Beichen came down and lifted her gown for her. They had seen each other without clothes, but the last thing she wanted to do was let him lift her clothes, especially when she needed to use the toilet.

"Don't worry. I'm not interested in attacking a patient," Beichen said flatly.

"I can't do it if you're looking at me," Yanyue expressed. She wasn't shy about having her clothes stripped by him, but she genuinely couldn't let out anything if someone stood by her.

Beichen wasn't a promiscuous person, so he would naturally go out. But seeing the frustrated blush on her face, he couldn't help but linger for a few more seconds to tease her, and her reaction didn't disappoint him.

Yanyue breathed a sigh of relief when Beichen went out and closed the bathroom door. She finished quickly and wanted to get up but didn't expect Beichen to open the door to help her again when she hadn't even asked him. She wrapped her hand around his neck for support. Anyway, his mistress put her in this condition, so it was only fair that he helped her.

They saw Grandma Lu with Aunt Lin in the room coming out of the bathroom.

"Grandma," Yanyue was the first to greet the old lady.

Beichen set her back on the bed, and the old lady came over and took her hand lovingly.

"Xiaoyue, you have suffered greatly," Grandma Lu spoke softly, full of concern.

Yanyue shook her head, "Grandma, I'm okay now. Don't be sad. You're not in good health yourself."

The old lady sighed. She turned to look at Beichen and scolded him.

"You bad grandson, is this how you care for your wife? If I didn't hear this from the maids, would you keep this a secret from this old lady?!"

Beichen didn't flinch or react much getting scolded by his grandma, but there was an unpleasant aftertaste when she said he didn't take good care of his wife.

Grandma Lu continued to fuss. "And my poor great-grandson! He is so small! Luckily, nothing happened to them. But I will investigate the cause of this!"

"That woman has never been good in my eyes. She pretends to be good in front of you, but she finds every way to cause trouble. A nasty woman like that cannot be in the Palace!"

Yanyue looked at Beichen's expression, and as expected, it was not good. He didn't like it when people said anything negative about his white moonlight, even if that person was his grandma.

"Grandma, I will take care of this matter. And Wanyue is not like what you think."

Beichen left after that.

Grandma Lu stomped her staff on the floor. "That boy! He was never this disobedient!"

Yanyue spent time with the old lady until nightfall. Everything seemed normal at this time, but dark things were lurking around the corner.

Her phone buzzed. It was from an unknown number, and she didn't hear any response. She was about to hang up but stopped when she heard a husky voice from the other line.

"Your baby is in my hand."

There was a faint baby cry from the other end, making Yanyue's heart tighten out of fear.

"A car is waiting for you out front."

Yanyue dashed out of the room, bearing the pain from the incision.

"Don't do anything to my baby!"

Yanyue saw that the two guards watching her room were no longer patrolling her room. They were likely dead by that phone call. Whoever that person was, they wanted to alert no one.

There was a black car with tinted windows waiting for her out front, and she knew that it was the people who kidnapped her baby. Yanyue climbed into the car. There was a driver and another person in the passenger seat. They didn't speak to her and drove away quietly.

She didn't know who wanted to harm her, but the only person she could think of was Wanyue, who had given her a hint when she visited in the morning.

But Wanyue could not have done this alone, which meant someone powerful was behind her.

After a long time in the car, they arrived at the beachside. There was an abandoned warehouse on top of a cliff.

Yanyue bit her lips to hold in the surgical pain as she walked and persevered until they reached the dilapidated warehouse. She had to stay strong for her baby.

The warehouse was dark, and there was a musky smell from old rotten wood and rusty pipes.

In the middle of the room was a woman sitting on a chair. Yanyue was all too familiar with the woman because it was none other than Wanyue.

There were men around the facility, and they all seemed to listen to Wanyue. There was a man with a mask standing next to her.

"Where is my baby?" Yanyue asked desperately.

"Not too soon," Wanyue replied. "I want to play a game with you. Would you like to bet who Beichen cherishes more, me or his newborn son?"

"I don't care about that. My baby knows nothing, just let him go, and you can do anything to me."

Wanyue smirked. "But that won't be exciting now, is it?"

"What do you want from me?" Yanyue said as she bit anger back through gritted teeth.

"What do I want?" Wanyue repeated and got up from the chair. She walked over to Yanyue and slapped her on the face, leaving behind a red handprint on her delicate cheeks.

"Let me see my baby," Yanyue said again, not caring about the slap that stung her face.

The man behind them put his hand up in the air as if to signal something. A subordinate on the roof, unobstructed because the ceiling had fallen apart from years of neglect, was gripping a radiant warmer pushed to the ledge of the building. If the man let go, it would fall instantly onto the ground and shatter apart. No one would survive a height like that.

"You should already know that your baby is inside there. He is sleeping soundly without a clue of what is happening. Would he be sad knowing that his father might not choose him?" Wanyue said, provoking Yanyue, who was disgusted with the woman's evilness.

"I can give you anything, so don't hurt my baby!" Yanyue cried loudly. Her heart was in pain, and she couldn't keep her eyes away from the cart that her baby was inside.

"You asked me what I want?"

Wanyue pinched Yanyue's chin.

"Well, I want you to die!" The woman laughed manically, making Yanyue even more distressed about her baby.

"Alright. If I die, you have to let my baby go," Yanyue compromised without hesitation.

Wanyue stopped laughing at this point. She signaled a few men behind her.

"I want you to die, but that won't be fun. So, I want to see you suffer and be humiliated. Beichen hates disgusting things. If I ruin your body, he will never touch you again!"

The men approached Yanyue, their eyes were full of lust, and they licked their lips as if she was prey for them to tear apart.

"Don't come near me!" Yanyue shouted, stepping back in defense.

But she was at a disadvantage, and the men soon grabbed her and pushed her onto the cold and cracked cement floor. She put her hands across her body for protection, but only a fool believed that would work. A built man who smelled of sour sewer got on top of her and was about to begin ripping Yanyue's gown as she gasped for breath and fought vigorously to stop him.

"Stop!" Wanyue ordered the men. She couldn't believe that Beichen had already arrived. But she didn't mind because it implied that he cared about her. "Let's continue the plan!"

Yanyue was breathing heavily from the assault. Luckily, the men stopped in time, and her gown was still intact.

The man in the mask tied Wanyue with a rope. Then, he came over and took Yanyue with them to the rooftop.

The warehouse was on the cliff's edge because the rain had washed away chunks of the landmass required to support the structure.

On the side facing the ocean, Yanyue saw two wooden planks extended outward into the air held back by ropes.

The man gripping the baby warmer had pushed the infant warmer onto one of the planks.

Yanyue rushed to the plank but was held back by the masked man. She couldn't do anything while imprisoned by him.

"Don't do anything to my baby, I beg you!"

"Beichen is here outside the warehouse. He is about to come inside. I'm interested to see who he will save."

Wanyue finished talking and walked over to the other plank.

A short while later, Beichen did show up on the rooftop.

"Let her go!" Beichen said fiercely.