Her explanation was very explicit! What’s more, she was rarely this patient when explaining. It caused Jing Rong to feel depressed. He never knew that a child could be taken out from the abdomen. He could not blame Ji Yunshu for giving an explanation that mystified him more, since the notion of cesarean was too novel and never been done until now. It’s a sad fact that women in ancient times who died following a difficult childbirth was mostly due to the lack of cesarean delivery.
“Ah, so it’s like that!” Jing Rong pretended to understand her explanations.
‘Forget it, I won’t expose you.’ Ji Yunshu retracted her hands from the rain. She was about to lower them, when her left hand was caught by Jing Rong and raised midair. Under the eaves drummed by raindrops, they locked eyes. He was a head taller than her. Therefore, she could only arch her head to look at him. Suddenly, her heart tightened. She felt as if she was on the verge of going mad when she felt Jing Rong’s big hand wrapping around her fingers. His warmth seeped through her skin and into her blood, causing her whole body to boil. She trembled and tried to retract her hand, but Jing Rong refused to release her hand.
“Let go of my hand!” Her tone was more of an order than a request.
“I want you to honestly tell me, there’s really not even a small place for me in your heart?”
“…”
“Answer me!” Jing Rong yanked her closer to him.
Ji Yunshu’s complexion darkened. Her tongue was knotted and she could not give him a reply.
Ever since she said ‘You are a prince; I am a concubine-born’, this deity was depressed and did not speak much along the road. Even when they stopped to rest, he distanced himself from her, yet his eyes never left her.
During their journey, they barely spoke more than a few words to each other. Most of the time he stayed silent, not even replying, as if he was being bullied! Tonight, the tense atmosphere between them could not go on. The situation smelt like gunpowder ready to explode! Ji Yunshu did not mind about repeating herself once again. Her expression was determined as she looked at him and declared, “In my heart…” But her words were interrupted.
“Where are they?” Ke Cha’s voice could be heard near them.
In an instant, Jing Rong let go of her hand which she immediately withdrew. They acted as if this small interlude between them had never existed.
Ke Cha came out with the baby in his arms. His eyes still had trace of tears, but his expression only had gratefulness as he looked at Ji Yunshu. He approached her and spoke, “Young madame, if it wasn’t for you, my child would not be of this world. You are mine and my child’s benefactor.”
“Master Ke, don’t say that. Doing a good deed every day is a virtuous achievement. Moreover, it must be because your wife’s spirit in the heavens guards over your child that he was blessed and born safe and sound.”
“Regardless of how you put it, you will remain this Ke’s benefactor.” If it was not because he was holding onto his child right now, he would have kowtowed to her.
Watching the little baby, Ji Yunshu smiled and could not help but ask, “May I hold him?”
“Of course.” Ke Cha carefully passed the infant to Ji Yunshu.
When Ji Yunshu held the child, her heart tightened and her breathing stifled a bit. Her eyes slightly reddened as she looked at the infant in her arms.
“If you don’t mind, may I ask you to give him a childhood name?” asked Ke Cha.
‘Name him?’ She had never named someone before. She gently rocked the baby in her arms while contemplating. “This child is fortunate to be alive, which is simply a miracle. To come back from death’s door could be considered a good omen. How about calling him Amo? I wish that in the future, he can become unyielding and overcome defeats and difficulties, forever and ever.”
“Amo?” Ke Cha softly repeated the name. He was all joy when he spoke, “Good! Let’s call him Amo.”