Consort of a Thousand Faces Chapter 733.2: Fallen under my skirt

Chapter 733.2: Fallen under my skirt

Su Xi-er nodded and entered the bamboo hut with Pei Qianhao while Du Ling and Yu Xiao waited outside.
Inside the hut, Zi Sha carefully took Su Xi-er's pulse. After much time had passed, she spoke. "The treatment is easy. Just place Luolanxiang at the head of the bed and the problem will be solved in three days. However, I am more worried about your destiny, Master. That man is proficient in the occult arts, and the Yi Tribe needs you. Have you given this enough thought?"
She turned to Pei Qianhao. "Prince Hao, I have told you about Master previously. Now that you are Master's husband, the two of you must discuss it between yourselves. However, my suggestion is that Master comes back with me. So what if we announce it to the world? There is no one who can harm her in this world."
Everyone fell silent.
Su Xi-er grasped Pei Qianhao's hand, and their eyes met.
A moment later, Pei Qianhao replied, "Zi Sha, this Prince thanks you for your good intentions. However, even destiny cannot harm my Princess Consort. Had this Prince believed in fate, I would have lost my life a long time ago. The occult arts can't be trusted; the actions of us humans are what matter."
With anxiety swallowing her heart, Zi Sha blurted out, "Prince Hao, if you don't believe in the occult arts, then how do you explain Master’s soul occupying another’s body? Everything is…"
She immediately shut her mouth. I mustn't say this.
Sensing what was wrong, Su Xi-er asked, "What are you hiding from me? Could it be that the reason my soul remains in this world is due to the Yi Tribe secretly helping out?"
"Master, it's best that you make a trip back to the Yi Tribe with me. You can choose to hide your identity at first, and only make a public announcement once you have decided to become the successor.”
Su Xi-er knitted her brow slightly, and stood up. "Zi Sha, you can go out first. I will give you my reply in three days."
"Master, you have to consider this seriously. I will get Luolanxiang for you by the end of today." Zi Sha bowed respectfully and turned to leave.
Pei Qianhao wrapped his strong arms around her. "Xi-er."
"En, I'm here." Su Xi-er closed her eyes and leaned against his broad chest.
After a long while, Su Xi-er softly muttered, "Could it have been the Yi Tribe that protected my soul and allowed me to enter this body? If so, can they also destroy…?”
"You're not allowed to say that." Pei Qianhao tightened his embrace.
"I was just joking." Su Xi-er raised her head and rubbed her nose against his.
The child in her stomach suddenly gave her a kick, causing her to frown.
"What's wrong?" Pei Qianhao asked nervously.
"Our child kicked me. Here, you can feel it." She grasped his hand and placed it over her stomach.
Feeling the child's kick, Pei Qianhao felt his heart fill with warmth and happiness.
I'm going to become a father soon.
However, he furrowed his brow a moment later and chided, "You're not allowed to torment your mother, otherwise, I'll beat you when you come out."
The child did not seem to be scared of him and gave a stronger kick, almost causing Su Xi-er to lose her balance.
Pei Qianhao felt his heart ache for her, and quickly hugged Su Xi-er. "The little fellow really knows how to make you suffer."
"From what I have seen of Zhen Yu's child, they're quite obedient. Perhaps the one in my stomach is a boy and takes after you."
"No way, I was absolutely obedient when I was young."
Su Xi-er teased. "Obedient? You were so fierce when I saw you back then. You came up to me like a hooligan, kissing me and even dislocating my wrist.”
"This Prince was wrong, Xi-er."
Su Xi-er turned her head. "You have fallen under my skirt."
Pei Qianhao quickly concurred, trying his best to coax her. "Yes yes, I have fallen under your skirt."
"Prince Hao, Younger Sister, we shouldn't stay here for too long; it's time to return to the capital." They heard Du Ling's voice from outside.
At the moment, Xiliu’s capital was the safest, as Hua Zirong had already gained control of it.
Pei Qianhao grabbed Su Xi-er’s hand. “Let’s go.”
“Mmm”. Right as she stepped out of the door, she stated, “I have decided; I must make a trip to the Yi Tribe.”
It is neither for myself nor for the country, but instead, for my mother.