Let Me Go, I’m Not Pregnant - Chapter 68
En Cheng returned to his room and immediately ordered someone to go out and buy some black-cover novels, claiming he wanted to study.
He studied for half a month without stepping outside.
His unusual behavior caused everyone in the manor to become concerned and suspect that En Cheng might have been persuaded by Luo Shen and no longer intended to cause trouble.
As former subordinates of the previous Prime Minister, if they personally harmed Luo Shen, it would provoke Chang Qing’s displeasure, making their plan to save Luo Ming more difficult.
However, if Chang Qing’s people did it, they could suppress Chang Qing in return and expose the fact that Luo Shen was harmed by Chang Qing, leading to mutual destruction between them.
After some discussion, they decided to send someone to provoke En Cheng.
If En Cheng was inside, servants would worry and ask, “Why is Master En still studying? I saw the prince visited Master Luo again last night and even mentioned naming his child and adding it to the family tree!”
If En Cheng was out for a walk, people would whisper nearby, “Master Luo came out again today.”
“Yes, he’s in that small pavilion.”
“I glanced at him when I passed by. He had some kind of mark on his neck.”
“The prince really dotes on him. Did you see that he could barely walk today?”
“… He really can take it. The noises last night…”
“…”
En Cheng’s expression tightened, his fists slowly clenching.
Someone took advantage of the situation and said, “The prince likes this kind of fragile, innocent beauty. When he first came in, his eyes were covered. I think Master En isn’t much different; it’s just that the prince hasn’t noticed yet.”
En Cheng’s gaze shifted to the small pavilion in the distance, looking at the figure inside, grinding his teeth. “He’s no different from me. He can take it, and so can I!”
He then stormed off in anger.
Just as he took a step, a servant asked in confusion, “Is Master En leaving?”
En Cheng stopped and irritably replied, “What else would I do?”
“I thought Master En was going to settle the score with him,” the servant sighed. “Master En doesn’t know, but the whole manor is indignant on your behalf.”
En Cheng, puzzled, asked, “What do you mean?”
“It’s like this.” The servant quickly glanced at him and explained, “Last night, I heard from others that the prince promised to make the child in Master Luo’s belly the crown prince and give him control of the harem.”
En Cheng: “…”
He shuddered, his fingers clenching tightly. “How could this be possible! My child is the rightful heir, and he…”
“The details are unclear, but the prince has always been very affectionate towards him. It’s possible…”
En Cheng’s mind was in chaos, and he barely heard the rest. His gaze turned fiercely toward Luo Shen.
If Luo Shen took away the high branch he had so painstakingly climbed, what future would he have?
Since he had come this far, he wanted the best!
Master Luo?
He gritted his teeth as he uttered the name, feeling the fire inside him rise to his throat, making his voice hoarse. “If the prince values his child so much, then I can’t just ignore this!”
En Cheng turned around angrily, preparing to find En Shu, and shouted, “Tell someone to clean the kitchen. I’ll personally make something to deliver to him.”
The servant hurriedly agreed, smiling as he left.
En Cheng found En Shu and immediately asked him for an abortion pill.
“Brother, if we let his child live, what about mine?”
En Shu’s nerves twitched. “His belly has been growing for seven months. If you harm his child now, you’re harming him.”
En Cheng’s expression tightened, and he cried, “Didn’t the prince say yesterday that he would make the child in his belly the crown prince? Did you know about this?”
En Shu: “…”
What’s this nonsense? Was it Luo Shen who said this?
Seeing that En Shu did not refute, En Cheng’s tears fell immediately. “So it’s true. Brother, you knew and still kept it from me?”
En Shu, helpless, told him, “Not to mention that the prince isn’t even emperor yet, he hasn’t promised you anything.”
En Cheng, filled with resentment, said, “The prince will surely become emperor! Don’t you know? During the trip when the prince and you returned to your hometown, he was drunk and told me that the late emperor left him an imperial decree. As long as he gets the decree, he will become emperor!”
He had tried every means to get into Chang Qing’s bed, only to be preempted by Luo Shen.
How could he not be furious?
En Cheng grabbed En Shu’s arm, tears streaming down his face, and pleaded, “Brother, I’m doing this for your future. You must help me!”
En Shu’s eyes grew cold. He had already told En Cheng the stakes, but En Cheng still stubbornly wanted to cause harm.
He even hypocritically disguised everything as noble intentions, clearing himself of guilt while dragging everyone else down.
En Shu remained silent for a moment, making En Cheng nervous. “Brother, you’re not going to help me? If you don’t help me, how will I survive in the prince’s residence? Master Luo will definitely cause me trouble and make it impossible for me to live!”
After shouting for a while, En Shu said, “Wait for me. I’ll get the medicine for you.”
En Cheng immediately brightened up, nodding obediently as En Shu left.
En Shu, a trusted aide of Chang Qing, had shown a bias toward Luo Shen in recent times despite being En Cheng’s brother.
En Cheng’s visit was not only to get En Shu to help with Luo Shen but also to see if En Shu had any more secrets from him.
After searching for a while and finding nothing, En Cheng discovered the key to Luo Shen’s wrist shackles.
He glanced around and quickly hid it in his sleeve before En Shu returned.
Soon, En Shu came back and handed him a packet of powder. “You can use this powder as you see fit. It won’t take immediate effect, but it should be enough to erase the evidence.”
En Cheng immediately smiled and hugged En Shu happily. “Brother, I knew you were the best. After this is over, I’ll buy you a big house!”
En Shu, disinterested in further conversation, responded perfunctorily.
Fortunately, En Cheng was also just being superficial. He took the powder and hurried to the kitchen.
By then, the kitchen had already been cleaned up by the thugs, and everyone had been cleared out, waiting for En Cheng to return.
En Cheng prepared some pastries and hurriedly took them to Luo Shen’s room.
Luo Shen looked surprised. “En Cheng, did you really make these yourself?”
“Of course.” En Cheng put on an awkward expression. “I scared you that day. When I got back, my brother scolded me all the time. I realized my mistake, so I made these pastries for you. If you’re willing to forgive me, please have a piece?”
Luo Shen looked at the pastries, covered in fine powder, and found them delicate and cute, making it hard to believe they came from a man’s hands.
En Cheng explained just in time, “I was sent to learn how to make these when I was young due to my health. It was said that it could please the master. These pastries are not bought from outside.”
Seeing his explanation, Luo Shen became more convinced that there was something wrong with the pastries.
But that was exactly what he wanted, after all, the powder had been sent by himself.
Luo Shen smiled slightly, picked up a piece, and took a bite. He tasted the fine powder on his tongue and frowned slightly.
He should have replaced it with something edible.
Luo Shen felt a bit regretful but still said, “It’s very good. Your skills are impressive. Would you like to have a piece yourself?”
En Cheng smiled, “No, I still need to make some for the prince. Since you think it’s good, that’s enough. Eat more, and I’ll bring more tomorrow.”
Luo Shen felt a bit sad, “Ah, are you leaving already?”
“Don’t be upset. I’ll come by tomorrow.”
To see how you die.
Luo Shen had to hide his gaze, but continued moving his hands. He picked up another piece without powder. The taste was still quite good, and he smiled again, as if truly satisfied.
En Cheng quietly laughed. He hadn’t expected Luo Shen to be so gullible. He left with a victorious grin, like a rooster strutting after a win.
The group waiting on the roadside saw his expression and understood that the plan had succeeded.
Sure enough, by evening, when Chang Qing went to ask Luo Shen for a letter, he found Luo Shen in excruciating pain on the ground, claiming his stomach hurt, with a pool of blood underneath him.
Chang Qing was shocked, seeing Luo Shen’s pale face, as if he was in unbearable pain. He quickly sent En Shu to call a doctor.
En Shu hurried out and soon returned with a similarly frantic doctor.
Seeing Luo Shen’s condition, the doctor frowned and asked, “What did this young master eat during the day?”
“Does it have anything to do with what he ate?” Chang Qing quickly asked En Shu, “What did he eat?”
“Just some pastries.”
The doctor looked at a plate with leftover pastry crumbs nearby, approached it, and sniffed it, his face darkening. “There’s medicine powder in these pastries, which endangers the fetus.”
Chang Qing’s face turned green, “Then hurry up and treat him! What are you waiting for?”
The doctor turned to Chang Qing and bowed, “Please, Your Highness, step aside.”
Chang Qing, furious, walked out with En Shu and slapped him as soon as they were outside, “What did I tell you? Why did he still get drugged?”
En Shu fell to his knees, keeping his head bowed in silence.
Chang Qing turned and saw the gatekeeper thugs, asking them, “Tell me! Who did this? If you don’t say, if anything happens to him, all of you will die!”
One of the servants said, “Replying to Your Highness, I saw Young Master En Shu and Young Master En Cheng today. Young Master En Cheng even brought pastries.”
Pastries?
Chang Qing remembered the plate of pastries in the room and his face turned dark. He looked down at En Shu and, in anger, laughed, “This is your good brother!”
He then drew his sword and headed towards En Cheng’s room.
En Shu hurriedly said, “Your Highness! There’s still your child in his belly!”
Chang Qing paused, his eyes filled with rage. “So what?”
“Please, Your Highness, spare him until the child is born. Just a little longer,” En Shu knelt on the ground, knocking his head against the floor. “I don’t dare to plead for En Cheng, but I beg Your Highness to save the child in his belly.”
Chang Qing didn’t care about the child in En Cheng’s belly. After all, once he became emperor, there would be no shortage of women.
However…
He reined in some of his anger and glared at En Shu. “If you want to keep the En family bloodline, you should know you have to pay the price!”
“Yes,” En Shu bowed his head. “I will accept all guilt and be absolutely loyal to Your Highness.”
Elsewhere.
Inside the room, Gu Xingzhi took the blood bag hidden in Luo Shen’s clothes and put it away. He removed the wet outer garment and carried Luo Shen to bed, covering him with a blanket.
“How does His Majesty feel recently?”
“Gu Doctor, it’s a bit uncomfortable.” Luo Shen had been in this residence for almost a month, including the time spent hidden. He couldn’t say he was comfortable. His belly was getting bigger, and now, in the seventh month, he was having difficulty walking.
Gu Xingzhi saw his pale complexion and felt a twinge of pain in his heart. “I’ll send you out as soon as possible.”
“It’s still early.” Luo Shen smiled and held onto Gu Xingzhi’s sleeve. “During this time, provoke Chang Qing more. Make him actively expose my covert patrols and try to draw everyone in.”
When everyone’s attention is focused on the high-ranking officials, they will be less likely to notice him.
Luo Shen proudly said, “I’ve already educated En Cheng. He’ll be heavily suppressed by me these days. Once he knows my child hasn’t been lost, he’ll definitely go even crazier.”
“Ah Shen!” Gu Xingzhi called out worriedly.
Luo Shen smiled, “On the day you arrange for Qin Cheng to come over, he won’t be able to harm me.”
“… Alright.” Gu Xingzhi agreed, but remained anxious.
Luo Shen’s bold actions and Qin Cheng’s monitoring made Gu Xingzhi uneasy.
“I should be able to delay for a few more days.” Luo Shen lay on the bed, already thinking about what benefits to ask from Chang Qing next. Suddenly, the room darkened, and a cool pair of lips covered his.