Let Me Go, I’m Not Pregnant - Chapter 62
Last night, instead of a compensation, it was more like Gu Xingzhi was the one serving him.
When Luo Shen woke up, his body didn’t feel uncomfortable at all. In fact, because of the exercise before sleep, he slept even more soundly.
When he opened his eyes, the side of the bed was already cold. Luo Shen groped around and snuggled back under the blanket.
It was autumn, the weather had turned chilly, and Luo Shen estimated that he would give birth in the winter. Reluctantly, he pursed his lips and hoarsely called out, “Xingzhi…”
As his voice fell, he suddenly sensed another presence in the room. Luo Shen blinked and spoke without a trace of tension, “En Shu?”
“Hmph.” En Shu furrowed his brows and walked over to him. Seeing how soundly this person had slept, with even a slight impression on his face from the pillow, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said sarcastically, “The Emperor slept well?”
Luo Shen blinked, feeling somewhat wronged. He had been so proactive last night, yet he still couldn’t coax Gu Xingzhi into taking off his blindfold.
Not only that, but because his vision was restricted and his hands were bound, his mind had been more focused than usual, making him…
Snapping back to reality, he pouted, “If you could take off this blindfold, I would sleep even better.”
“…” En Shu was infuriated. “I won’t!”
Luo Shen turned over, showing him his back. “Then I have nothing to say to you.”
“…” En Shu was speechless. What was going on with this person? Didn’t he realize the situation? He’s been kidnapped!!!
Was he not even a little bit nervous, angry, or scared?
En Shu took a deep breath and said, “Prince Ping will be back tomorrow.”
He had thought that by mentioning Chang Qing’s name, he might make Luo Shen a bit nervous. But Luo Shen was indifferent, “Oh, could you ask him to bring me some clothes?”
Luo Shen continued, “The clothes you gave me are too thin.”
He was cold, and besides, they were too easy to take off.
“Luo Shen!” En Shu was seething with rage, calling him by name. “Don’t think you can live too comfortably!”
Luo Shen was about to say that it was they who were helping him raise the child, but just as the words were about to leave his mouth, he sensed something off in En Shu’s tone and reconsidered, “En Shu, have I ever wronged you?”
En Shu: “…”
Honestly, no.
“Have I ever offended you?”
En Shu retorted, “We’re on opposite sides. Isn’t that reason enough?”
“The one at odds with me is Prince Ping, you’re just a servant. How can there be a conflict between you and me? We have no enmity; why are you so angry? For whose sake?”
En Shu raised his voice, “I’m Prince Ping’s servant, so I’m naturally his man. If he’s against you, then I…”
“That’s not right.” Luo Shen turned around. Although he couldn’t see his expression and could only vaguely make out a figure, Luo Shen knew that what En Shu was saying wasn’t the real reason.
“You entered the palace with Chang Qing. Although I don’t know what you’re usually like, I’ve seen you a few times. You’re not like this when you’re in front of Chang Qing.”
En Shu snorted, “That’s because he’s my master, and you’re not. I…”
“No, that’s not right.” Luo Shen interrupted him again. “In front of someone you trust, you’re usually the most relaxed and least guarded. If you truly trusted him, then how you behave in front of him would be the real you.”
But judging by how En Shu behaves when alone with Luo Shen, this person doesn’t seem to be as timid and naive as he appears around Chang Qing.
It seemed more like he was deliberately lowering Chang Qing’s guard.
Luo Shen asked, “Why are you doing this? Is it for En Cheng?”
Mentioning that name again, he indeed heard the sudden burst of anger in En Shu’s tone.
“Don’t mention that name again!” En Shu slapped the bed, the impact making Luo Shen’s ears ache.
Luo Shen closed his eyes but didn’t fear for his life as he continued to speculate, “You hate him, but you don’t want him dead. He’s a burden to you, but you still depend on him to live.”
En Shu’s eyes narrowed sharply.
After all, he hadn’t been by Chang Qing’s side for very long. No matter how much he forced himself to grow up, he was still inexperienced, making it easy for others to see through his true intentions.
It was only because Chang Qing didn’t care, and En Shu was skilled at playing the fool, that he hadn’t been exposed until now.
But…
When faced with Luo Shen, who he thought was genuinely naive, he used the wrong tactics, which instead led to his true intentions being easily uncovered.
En Shu gritted his teeth. “Tomorrow, when Prince Ping returns, you…”
“Fine, fine, I won’t talk.” Luo Shen changed his tone, as if coaxing him, “I won’t tell him you’re protecting En Cheng. So, in exchange, you should tell me what exactly happened?”
Since he wanted to protect En Cheng but also wanted to distance himself from him, yet was still so concerned that even hearing his name upset him, it was clear something had gone wrong.
En Shu abruptly stood up and turned to leave.
Luo Shen spoke quietly, “You’re so angry when I mention him because his condition is the same as mine?”
En Shu froze mid-step and turned back, his eyes venomous, “If you dare touch him, I’ll make you suffer a thousandfold!”
“Why would I do anything to him?” Luo Shen thought it was absurd. This person lost all rationality whenever En Cheng was mentioned, making it hard to communicate.
“He’s not even pregnant, why are you so worked up? He’s a man, a grown man, not someone you need to hide and protect…”
Before he could finish, a hand clamped around his throat.
Luo Shen’s eyes widened in surprise, his mouth slightly open, the words stuck in his throat as the grip on his neck tightened, leaving red marks.
Instinctively, he reached out to pry the hand away, air rushing into his mouth but getting trapped in his throat. He felt the blood flowing backward, and in pain, he tried to push the person away, but their strength was overwhelming. Lying on the bed, he couldn’t move an inch.
“En… Shu…” Luo Shen’s vision blurred as he struggled to call out his name. One hand reached under the pillow, clutching the short flute, ready to activate its mechanism.
Just then, the grip on his neck loosened.
En Shu looked at the pale neck, where his fingers had left clear marks, and sneered coldly, “People like you, who don’t stay pure, have no right to live in this world, no right to ask for protection.”
He lowered his gaze, his eyes drifting to the blanket covering what should be the belly.
Luo Shen turned and half-sat up, clutching his throat as he coughed desperately. His voice, which had been fine yesterday, now hurt with each rasp, and tears forced out by the pain trickled down to his lips and onto his tongue.
“He… is pregnant?” Luo Shen didn’t need to think hard to guess, “Is it Chang Qing’s?”
Hearing his hoarse voice, En Shu felt a perverse satisfaction.
Yes, this is how it should be. Luo Shen, as a fallen emperor in captivity, should look this pitiful!
But then, hearing Chang Qing’s name, En Shu’s face darkened again. “If you say another word, I’ll poison your throat and make you mute!”
Luo Shen fell silent. He had obtained the information he wanted, so there was no need to take further risks.
So En Shu watched as the previously reckless Luo Shen, who had been treading the line of anger, now obediently returned to the bed and lay down.
However, his chest still heaved violently, accompanied by occasional coughing.
En Shu was dazed for a moment, feeling slightly disoriented. “You’re being obedient?”
Luo Shen nodded.
En Shu: “…”
Though he had followed the orders, he somehow felt even angrier.
En Shu pondered for a moment, initially wanting to leave, but then turned back, threatening Luo Shen: “You’re not going to tell Prince Ping about this tomorrow, are you?”
Luo Shen slightly opened his mouth, but then closed it again.
He looked like he wanted to speak but didn’t dare to.
En Shu: “…”
He felt a bit of anger, grinding his teeth as he said, “Speak!”
Luo Shen complained, “I… want to drink some water.”
En Shu: “…”
Fuming, he walked over to the table, about to pour water, but then felt something was off.
“Why should I be the one to serve you?”
He shouted, and Gu Xingzhi, who had the appearance of Qin Cheng, walked in, bowed, and saluted.
“You, pour him a glass of water. He’s thirsty!” En Shu turned away in anger, not wanting to see Luo Shen being attended to.
Gu Xingzhi silently approached, poured the water, then walked to the bedside. When he saw the purplish marks forming around someone’s neck, his fingernails dug into his palms.
He sat by the bed, carefully propped Luo Shen up against his chest, and then brought the cup to Luo Shen’s lips.
Luo Shen took a sip with his help, then coughed in pain, immediately feeling the tension in the air around him increase.
“Still not better?” En Shu asked, extremely irritated.
Luo Shen secretly reached out to wrap his arm around Gu Xingzhi’s waist, lightly patting his lower back, signaling him not to move, and then replied, “My throat hurts.”
He complained, “It hasn’t healed yet.”
En Shu: “…”
He still wants to recover?
En Shu turned his head in anger and saw someone comfortably leaning on his servant as if he were a pillow, drinking water sip by sip, completely at ease.
His face darkened further: “Feeding water while lying on the bed? What are you two doing?”
“Reporting to you, sir,” Gu Xingzhi replied, “His hands and feet are bound, and as a pregnant man, he cannot take care of himself.”
En Shu: “…”
“His belly isn’t even that big!” En Shu was furious. Why be so kind to Luo Shen?
Gu Xingzhi’s voice was very cold; if not for Luo Shen stopping him, he would have dealt with En Shu in an instant.
But Luo Shen was still waiting, so he could only follow his lead: “Recently, the baby has been very active.”
The child was nearly formed, occasionally moving, like last night when it seemed to punch a few times inside, scaring Luo Shen greatly.
En Shu had never been pregnant, nor had he seen anyone else pregnant. En Cheng was currently in a side courtyard, and he didn’t want to bother with it, so he naturally didn’t know what it was like.
Hearing this, and with Gu Xingzhi exaggerating, “A slight misstep could easily lead to a miscarriage.”
He barely suppressed his anger: “Fine, but there’s no need to dawdle over drinking water!”
Luo Shen grunted in dissatisfaction: “Who was it that grabbed my neck, making my throat hurt?”
En Shu: “…”
Why was he being blamed?
He, he… he wasn’t a good person!
En Shu was left speechless, feeling like his anger had been absorbed by cotton, leaving him unsatisfied. He held back for a while, then couldn’t help but say, “You, when Prince Ping returns tomorrow, you are not to tell him about today’s incident. Do you understand?”
Luo Shen finished drinking the water, leaned on Gu Xingzhi’s neck, and instead of answering, asked, “How old is his child?”
En Shu instinctively replied, “Four months.”
Then he paused in realization.
Luo Shen made an “oh” sound: “So, they’re close.”
En Shu’s brows furrowed, and his expression turned dangerous: “Don’t you dare lay a hand on him!”
“Then you’d better worry about whether Chang Qing will harm him,” Luo Shen was exhausted, having spoken too much today, leaving him drained of the little energy he had left.
“He…”
“Since you’re close to him, you should know.” Luo Shen lowered his eyes, his voice gradually fading, “He wants to be emperor… are you going to make En Cheng the empress and his child the crown prince?”
En Shu’s face suddenly changed.
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