In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 1176 - 1088: You’re Still Lying to Me!

Chapter 1176: Chapter 1088: You’re Still Lying to Me!

"She wanted a child, and if that child could help you, even just a little, why wouldn’t I do it? With the child by your side, it’s like I am there with you. But I didn’t expect, I really didn’t expect that you, too, would become pregnant..."

When Qin Feimo spoke these words, he finally shed tears of pain.

Sobbing uncontrollably, covering his face.

But Su Pan’er maintained her original position, motionless, not even furrowing her brow.

"Haha, what a good excuse you’ve found! Weren’t you the one who wanted to elope with Feng Xiyue?"

Su Pan’er sneered, "This is what I heard with my own ears! Being part of the Imperial Family, having been the emperor, impersonating the imperial heir, causing chaos in the Imperial Edicts, I’m sure you are aware of these crimes. Yet, you still committed them! Oh, Qin Feimo, Qin Feimo, to think that even now, you are still deceiving me!"

Su Pan’er grabbed the inkstone beside her and threw it in one smooth motion!

The inkstone flew up and hit Qin Feimo’s shoulder hard, eliciting a muffled groan from him as his shoulder instinctively drooped.

The inkstone bounced up again, flew in a different direction, and smashed onto the ground, breaking into two pieces.

Bang!

Clang...

The shattered inkstone, and with it, a corner of Su Pan’er’s heart, also shattered.

Qin Feimo looked up at her, and she also looked at him.

His eyes were full of shock, but in hers, there was just a piercing coldness.

"I think that perhaps I have never truly understood you."

Before her eyes flashed images of him as a young boy, his playful face following her around. He lay on Ye Han’s back, looking at her with adoration. He stood in front of the palace, saying "no one can hurt you" with such conviction...

She slowly closed her eyes, then opened them again, her gaze clear once more.

"So, it seems the Lantern Festival’s disturbance is also related to you."

Although she posed it as a question, she used a declarative sentence.

Qin Feimo moved his lips but ultimately said nothing.

Su Pan’er stood up, gathered her cloak, and slowly turned to walk outside the side palace hall, each step steady.

"Cousin!"

Qin Feimo suddenly called out.

Su Pan’er stopped but did not turn around.

Qin Feimo clenched his teeth, "Whether you believe it or not, when I said those words that year, I meant them. Even now, my feelings remain unchanged."

Su Pan’er didn’t respond but quickened her pace instead.

Watching her exit the doorway, Qin Feimo murmured softly, "It’s the environment that has changed, beyond my control. As the environment changes, hearts get twisted..."

Su Pan’er, who had stepped outside the door, closed her eyes briefly, then hastened towards the direction of the Imperial Harem’s Palace Hall to leave.

"Have someone escort him out of the palace."

"Empress, should we go see His Majesty?" Qingwen was a bit hesitant.

"No need, let’s go back."

Su Pan’er’s steps hastened even more, clueless about how to face Qin Yi. She decided to deal with these matters first!

It was a sunny day in early spring, the sun hung in the somewhat hazy sky.

Yet Su Pan’er felt unusually cold, so cold that she instinctively wrapped her cloak tighter, trying to dispel the chill rising from the bottom of her heart.

Her footsteps did not halt as she bypassed Huayang Palace and instead turned towards the Autumn Fragrance Pavilion.

Qingwen quickly followed suit and, seeing the direction was towards Autumn Fragrance Pavilion, hurried to send word to His Majesty. The Empress had been the target of an assassination attempt just days ago, and she dared not take any chances, fearing that the Empress might once again be placed in danger.

In the Autumn Fragrance Pavilion, Feng Xiyue was sewing toddler clothes for the children.

Lately, she had developed a fondness for this craft, and she had made several sets of clothing for the little ones, from head to toe. Besides the ones she had made for the child in her womb, she had made an additional two sets, which she intended to send to the Empress. Regardless of whether the Empress would accept them, she felt it was her duty to offer.

"Young mistress, you have been sewing for half a day now. Why don’t you take a break?"

The Palace Maid attending her spoke softly and stepped forward to help tidy up.

"Don’t touch them! I’ll do it myself. There’s only a little bit left to do, let me finish this and I will rest."

When it came to these things, Feng Xiyue firmly refused to let anyone else take over. She continued threading her needle and proceeded with the unfinished task in her hands.

The Palace Maid had no choice but to look up at the sky helplessly.

"It is getting late. Shall I bring the midday meal so you may eat after you finish this work?"

"That sounds good..."

Before Feng Xiyue’s words were finished, they heard the shrill and strange voice of a eunuch from outside announcing, "The Empress has arrived!"

The maid and mistress exchanged a look, both seeing surprise in each other’s eyes.

While they were still in a moment of shock, Su Pan’er had already walked in briskly.

Feng Xiyue, not bothering to tidy up, hurried forward to greet her, "Xiyue pays her respects to the Empress. I was unaware of your coming and did not meet you from afar, I beg your forgiveness."

Su Pan’er, without slowing her steps, allowed Feng Xiyue to pay her respects, and then bypassed her to take a seat at the Main Seat.

"Feng Xiyue!"

She called out in a heavy voice.

Feng Xiyue’s heart skipped a beat, but she forced herself to remain calm and turned to kneel towards Su Pan’er, "Empress, Xiyue is here."

"Feng Xiyue, what crime have you committed?"

Feng Xiyue looked up in astonishment, then quickly lowered her head again, "Xiyue admits her guilt, please punish me as you see fit, Empress."

"Punish? You have not spoken of what crime you’ve committed, how should I punish you?"

Despite Su Pan’er’s aggressive approach, Feng Xiyue’s face showed no change, "If the Empress says Xiyue has committed a crime, then Xiyue must be guilty. If the Empress wishes Xiyue dead, then I will die. As for what crime has been committed, only the outcome desired by the Empress matters. The process is irrelevant."

Su Pan’er narrowed her eyes, "You are not afraid to die? What about the child in your womb, do you not want it either?"

"Of course I want it."

Feng Xiyue’s face instead shone with a sacred glow of maternal love as she gently stroked her stomach, "If Xiyue can safely give birth to the child, I will do my utmost to raise them well. If this child does not survive, Xiyue will accompany them in death, and we, mother and child, will reunite in the afterlife, not having lived in vain."

Su Pan’er’s gaze fell on the table, where incomplete toddler clothes still lay.

These clothes, clearly meant for an infant, caught her attention. She bent down to pick up one of the garments, holding it in her hands and carefully examining every stitch.

"What is this?"

She shook the toddler clothes she held in her hands.

"This is... Xiyue made it for the child in the Empress’s womb."

Feng Xiyue did not shrink back, instead she carefully described the toddler clothes, "These were all cut and personally ironed by Xiyue, and only then sewn together stitch by stitch. Having heard that the Empress is carrying twins, Xiyue planned to deliver two sets in person once they were completed. Only this one piece remains, then it will be done."

She even pointed out the details of the toddler clothes to Su Pan’er for her to see.

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