The Empress loosened her hands. "That's good, that's good! You must avenge your Uncle Jian. He died so miserably."
"I'll certainly avenge him! But you should take care of your baby. Uncle Jian has passed away. Do you want to lose your baby too?"
Her baby?
The Empress shivered and tenderly stroked her bulging belly, her lowered eyes filled with grief.
"I know I can't be like this, but whenever I think of your Uncle Jian's death, I feel so sad that I can't extricate myself from it. Because of this, my baby was hurt. The imperial physicians told me I may have a miscarriage."
"Empress, what are you talking about," the Emperor gently stroked the Empress's hair, and lovingly said to her, "Don't worry, our baby will be fine. Feng'er has come back. With her here, our baby won't have any problem. The only thing you should do is to restrain your grief and let General Jian rest in peace."
