So she actually didn't really like playing with him......She dared not get too close to him either. After so many years, her biggest impression of him was still cold, like a lump of ice.
The reason why she wanted to pretend to become his relative was also because he was cold and had no feelings for her, but was a knowledgeable big brother.
This way, after the marriage, she would have less burden and less guilt in her heart.
Thinking of this, she pursed her lips and clenched her fists tightly, then said, "Mr. [Zhou Yan], I...I have something to ask your help with."
[Zhou Yan] was a little surprised, his tone very light, "What's the matter?"
[Ning Si] found it a little hard to broach the subject, but still told him about her inexplicable pregnancy.
[Zhou Yan]'s eyebrows wrinkled.
[Ning Si] only felt a hint of coldness emanating from this man, afraid that he would think she was lying to him, so she rolled up her sleeves and handed him a section of jade white arm, "The pregnancy talismans are still there..."
[Zhou Yan]'s gaze fell on her porcelain white skin, and that crimson spot made his eyes tighten slightly.
The trace of spite in his heart dissipated a little. He asked mildly, "My lady, have you asked a doctor to take a look?"
"I have."
"What did the doctor say?"
[Ning Si] pursed her lips slightly. "It has been more than a month since I got pregnant."
[Zhou Yan]'s face was even colder. He stretched out two long, slender fingers and covered her wrist.
[Ning Si] felt the man's warm fingers emitting a faint warmth. She instinctively wanted to retract her wrist, but under the man's cold gaze, she had no choice but to keep this position with her ears red, "Does Mr. [Zhou Yan] also know medicine? I was actually wondering...do I have some kind of strange disease that was misdiagnosed...but Mr. Zhuge said that he definitely didn't get the pulse reading wrong, it was a happy pulse without a doubt...I don't even know where this child came from..."
With his eyebrows twisted, [Zhou Yan] let go of her hand. His expression was somewhat gloomy. "It is a happy pulse."
[Ning Si] didn't notice his unpleasant expression. She licked her lips and said, "I know it's a little abrupt today, but I still want to give it a try."
[Zhou Yan] stared at her silently. For some reason, he suddenly felt very unhappy.
Clearly she took the initiative to find him, he should be happy, but now, he just wanted to kill someone. "Try what?"
[Ning Si] said seriously, "I want Mr. [Zhou Yan] to marry me."
[Zhou Yan]'s eyebrows wrinkled even tighter.
[Ning Si] understood that her request was a bit excessive for any man.
But for the sake of this child, she had no other way.
Her face flushed as she tried her best to explain, "I'm not seriously asking Mr. [Zhou Yan] to become my husband. I just hope that he can come and propose to my grandfather as soon as possible and complete the marriage with me. After I give birth, we will separate, and I will return the position of the main wife to Mr. [Zhou Yan]'s beloved as soon as possible."
[Zhou Yan] looked at her silently.
[Ning Si]'s breathing tightened. From childhood until now, this was still the first time that she had such a close look into his eyes.
The depth in his eyes was like a bottomless cliff, and also like a thick ink that could not be erased.
She couldn't understand his mood in his eyes. Her heart tightened and she knew that this matter probably wouldn't happen.
She disappointedly lowered her long eyelashes, unwilling to ask too much of him. "If Mr. [Zhou Yan] is unwilling...then treat it as if [Ning Si] said nothing today. About my pregnancy, I still hope that you can keep it a secret for me and not let my grandfather and the others know."
After finishing speaking, she turned around to leave.
"Lady [Ning Si]."
Behind her, the man suddenly called out to stop her.
[Ning Si] reddened her eyes and turned around with the corners of her mouth reluctantly turned up, "Does Mr. [Zhou Yan] have anything else?"
[Zhou Yan] walked over two steps, his tall figure enveloping her petite body.
[Ning Si] looked up puzzledly. She actually sensed a trace of heat in his usually calm eyes.
[Zhou Yan] said with complicated emotions, "I can marry you."
[Ning Si]'s pupils widened slightly. "Really?"
"Mm," [Zhou Yan] tried to calm his violent mood down. His expression had always been calm and he didn't show too many facial expressions either. "In a couple days, I will come and propose. But what about your marriage with Prince Duan?"
[Ning Si] bit her lip. The corners of her mouth curved up slightly. "I wrote a letter to Prince Duan and sent it out before the city was sealed off. His Highness's side will take the initiative to reject this marriage."
She put away her smile. "To be honest, it has always been me being self-delusional between Prince Duan and I. Our marriage was only arranged by Her Majesty the Empress. Prince Duan actually doesn't like me... Before the marriage was decreed, he returned everything I gave him. It was when I shamelessly jumped into the cold pool during the night banquet at the palace, causing His Highness to also jump in and save me, that my family obtained this marriage. Although many people don't say it, but I know that there are people in my family who look down on me, and there are also many noble ladies in the Bianjing noble circle who don't want me to marry His Highness. If I withdraw from the marriage now, I don't know how many people will clap their hands in delight."
"Previously I was obsessed and refused to realize that while I liked him in my heart, I didn't necessarily have to marry him. Now I understand - as long as I can quietly watch him do well, that's good enough. As for myself, I also have my own life to live."
[Ning Si] smiled and turned up the corners of her mouth. "Does Mr. [Zhou Yan] have someone he admires?"
[Zhou Yan] stared steadily into her bright eyes, paused for a moment, then said, "No."
[Ning Si] tilted her head. "As long as we get married, you can get a divorce anytime you want... Don't worry, when the child is born, he will take my surname."
[Zhou Yan] said nothing.
Divorce?
There was no such thing as divorce in his world.
[Ning Si] thought that he regretted it again. Her heart thumping, she asked, "Mr. [Zhou Yan]?"
[Zhou Yan] came back to his senses. He glanced at her lightly. "What I have said will not change. My lady, don't worry."
[Ning Si] breathed a sigh of relief and handed him the purse she was holding. "I made this personally for you. Consider it our agreement. Mr. [Zhou Yan], if you really agree, then take it."
[Zhou Yan]'s gaze swept over her expectant look. He reached out his large hand with distinct knuckles and took the purse. It still retained the faint scent from her body.
She had made all the preparations.
But he had no plans to let her go after all these years. He watched her grow up and never crossed the line, knowing that she liked Prince Duan. From then on he gave up that idea.
Now that she took the initiative to come to his door, how could he let her go?
After giving the purse, [Ning Si] hurriedly left from under the artificial mountain.
[Zhou Yan]'s expressionless face gained a trace of a smile as he put the purse in his arms.
...
The next day, [Zhou Yan] brought people to [Ning Si]'s home to propose.
Now was the critical time of the Yueyang plague epidemic. He only brought his personal attendant [Jiang Bao] and a jade bracelet left by his mother to the [Ning] family's door.
When Old Master [Ning] heard that [Zhou Yan] had come to propose, he thought that [Zhou Yan] had taken a liking to one of the other young ladies of the [Ning] family's main branch. He was very happy.
This [Zhou Yan] child was someone he watched grow up, and he liked him very much, looking forward to him becoming his grandson-in-law early on.
When he heard with his own ears that [Zhou Yan] wanted to marry [Ning Si], his walking stick nearly smacked [Zhou Yan] in the face.
