The next morning, after Feng Qingyi got up, she looked at her foot. The swelling had gone down, and aside from some stinging pain when walking, it didn't affect her normal life.
After washing up, Feng Qingyi sat down at her makeup table, preparing to do her makeup. Suddenly, she noticed a very large pimple on her forehead.
Foundation and concealer were useless. Feng Qingyi looked at her hair and, as someone without bangs, realized she had nothing to hide it with.
Feng Qingyi rummaged through her drawers and finally found a hat, though it was meant for winter wear.
When she went downstairs, Feng Qingci had already bought breakfast.
"It's almost summer, why are you wearing a fluffy winter hat?"
Feng Qingci expressed his confusion at Feng Qingyi wearing a snow-white fluffy winter hat in May.
Feng Qingyi pulled the hat down a bit, "I think this hat goes well with my outfit."
Feng Qingci: "How does a hoodie match with a fluffy hat?"
Feng Qingyi picked up a bowl of wonton from the table, "Never mind, I just like it this way."
"You didn't wash your hair, did you?"
Feng Qingci took advantage of Feng Qingyi's inattention and yanked off her hat.
Seeing the pimple on her forehead, Feng Qingci mocked, "So it's a pimple. I thought you hit your head yesterday."
Feng Qingyi kicked him, "If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."
"Is your foot better now?" Feng Qingci tossed the hat back to Feng Qingyi.
Feng Qingyi put the hat back on, "I have two feet."
Feng Qingci: "Are you this fierce in front of Mr. Qin too?"
Feng Qingyi: "Is your mouth this annoying in front of Xixi too?"
Seeing Feng Qingci fall silent, Feng Qingyi slowly started eating.
...
In the outskirts of Tianqi.
Yan Lan and Rong Sheng were anxiously waiting outside the room.
Yan Lan: "Lord Rong Sheng, don't worry. The doctor said earlier that Her Highness's pregnancy is very stable."
Despite Yan Lan's reassurance, Rong Sheng was still very worried, pacing back and forth outside the room.
Painful cries of a woman could be heard from inside, and Rong Sheng's face was particularly grave.
After what seemed like an eternity, the cry of a baby was heard from inside, and the midwife came out with good news.
"Congratulations! It's a little prince!"
Yan Lan gave the midwife some reward money, which she accepted with great joy.
Rong Sheng quickly walked into the room and looked at the weakened Murong Yan, "Your Highness, are you alright?"
Murong Yan shook her head, "I'm fine. You should go out now. I'll rest for a bit."
"Alright, I'll prepare some food for Your Highness." Rong Sheng said and left the bedroom.
Not long after giving birth, Murong Yan was planning to return to the Southern Frontier.
Rong Sheng was worried about her health, "Your Highness, you're weak now and need to rest."
"Nanwu City has already been occupied by the Tianqi army. If we go back now, they will surely intercept us. It's very dangerous."
"It's better to wait until Your Highness has recovered before we plan our return."
Murong Yan shook her head, "The situation at the front line is not optimistic now. You must return as soon as possible. Murong Yi is useless and can't be relied upon."
"If you don't go back, our losses will be even greater, which will also greatly affect our future plans. The front line is currently in a ceasefire, so seize this opportunity and hurry back."
Although Rong Sheng wanted to persuade her further, seeing Murong Yan's insistence, he eventually nodded, "Then this subordinate will make arrangements now."
Murong Yan: "Mm, we'll set off tomorrow. Yan Lan, take good care of the child."
Yan Lan, holding the baby, said, "Don't worry, Your Highness. This subordinate will take good care of the little prince."
...
In a classroom at Jing University.
"Qingyi, aren't you hot wearing that hat?" Shen Hanyue looked at the hat on Feng Qingyi's head.
Feng Qingyi pulled the hat down a bit, "Not hot."
"You're sweating. How can you not be hot? Take off the hat quickly!" Shen Hanyue said.
Feng Qingyi shook her head, "No, it's fine like this."
Shen Hanyue: "...Even if your hair is oily, you don't need to wear such a big hat!"
"It's not about the hair. I washed my hair last night."
Is this also a manifestation of bad luck?
Mainly because this pimple was too big and obvious, seriously affecting her image. Otherwise, she wouldn't have resorted to wearing such a hat.
Seeing Feng Qingyi's insistence, Shen Hanyue said, "Suit yourself then. Just pay attention to the lecture!"
After wearing the fluffy hat all morning, Feng Qingyi took the opportunity at noon to buy a thinner hat.
After lunch, Feng Qingyi received a message from Qin Yuchuan.
[Yuechuan: How are you today? Are you alright?]
[Qingyi: My foot is fine, but now there's something wrong with my face...]
[Yuechuan: What's wrong with your face?]
[Qingyi: I woke up this morning and found a super big pimple on my forehead. It's super noticeable. I'm wearing a hat and it's killing me with heat.]
[Yuechuan: Is Qingqing so concerned about her image?]
[Qingyi: I'm a little fairy!]
[Yuechuan: Okay, little fairy.]
[Qingyi: What are you doing now?]
[Yuechuan: Just finished lunch.]
[Qingyi: I just passed by a cake shop and bought two small cakes. I'll give you one. Do you want chocolate flavor or strawberry flavor?]
[Yuechuan: Either is fine.]
[Qingyi: Then I'll give you the strawberry one. It's sweeter.]
[Yuechuan: Okay.]
Feng Qingyi sent the cake she bought to Qin Yuchuan.
Qin Yuchuan looked at the cake on the table, the corners of his mouth turning up.
[Yuechuan: I like it very much.]
[Qingyi: I'm glad you like it. I'll chat with you again tonight.]
[Yuechuan: Mm.]
Qin Yuchuan put down his phone, opened the cake box on the table, and slowly tasted it with a fork.
The taste was indeed very sweet, the flavor she liked.
He didn't originally like sweets, but after being with her, he could accept this taste.
Yan Yang lifted the tent flap and walked in, only to see Qin Yuchuan eating cake.
"General, what are you eating?"
Qin Yuchuan put down his fork, "What's the matter?"
Yan Yang stared intently at the cake on the table, almost forgetting what he came in to say.
Qin Yuchuan gave him a sidelong glance, "If you have something to say, say it."
Yan Yang: "Qin Yi just sent a message saying that they found traces of Murong Yan and Rong Sheng in Liu City, and are currently sending people to investigate."
Qin Yuchuan: "They're together?"
Yan Yang nodded, "That's what Qin Yi's message said. According to Qin Yi, they seem to be heading towards Ying City."
Qin Yuchuan thought for a moment. Heading towards Ying City, they must be returning to the Southern Frontier.
"Send a troop of soldiers to Ying City. Report immediately if there's any sign of them."
The Southern Frontier military camp is now waiting for Rong Sheng's return. If we can capture him, it will certainly pose a threat to them.
Even if we can't catch him, we can delay them for some time. Either way, it's advantageous for us.
Yan Yang: "General, should we withdraw our people from Nanwu City?"
Qin Yuchuan: "No need. Let them continue guarding. Also, send people to patrol the surrounding mountainous paths."
