Chapter 19 - A Sneak Peek

Feng Jiu was devastated.


The ice that had completely covered her room was a testament to that.


To prevent the princes from being worried, Cheng Jiao took them out on trips outside the house, but was also careful so that Gun Gun wasn't seen by anyone. As for now, no one except for the people in Nine Heavens knew of his existence.


If the people in Qing Qiu knew, he would know, since tongues would wag.


Aside from being devastated, Feng Jiu was also very restless.


And it was both due to the fact that the secret she tried so hard to keep was already laid bare in front of Dong Hua. Now if he just had some semblance of shame, he will keep the matter under wraps and respect her decision to not talk about it.


Dong Hua is Gun Gun's father.


The fact that it was true made her chest ache in anger. She realized that when she lay in Peach Tree Woods after getting back from her mortal trial. He was his flesh and blood and she can see the resemblance between the two of them from a mile.


Sometimes, she wished she thought to let Gun Gun know he had a father back in the Nine Realms, someone like Thranduil. She could easily use one of the favors he owed her to blackmail him into pretending to be Gun Gun's father. But it was too late for that.


When she came back from the Nine Realms she was neck deep in grief.


Her son, her poor son, how would he feel if he was given the news that his mother was missing? Possibly dead?


The worst part wasn't the fact that she was separated from her son. It was when she realized she still is in love with Dong Hua. She had berated herself over and over because of that. A man who had a hand in nearly killing her precious son, how could she still have the nerve to have feelings for him?


So she decided to seal her emotions.


It was for the best.


She could never forget Gun Gun, and every minute of the day, she thought of him.


Did he live well? Did he eat well? Is he being taken care of properly?


She could not bear to love another child that was not Gun Gun, her precious son, her son who was born from her blood, sweat and tears, her son she spent so much effort on making sure he was healthy.


She could still remember the day she gave birth to Gun Gun. That time, she wanted to smack herself for insisting she wanted Gun Gun to be born the normal way.


Freya screamed, sweat pouring out like buckets from every pores of her body, soaking every inch of it. "Enchantress! Push harder!" urged the midwife, while Celeste was anxiously wiping the sweat in her forehead while another maidservant was biting her lip in pain from having Freya grip her hand too tight. "I think I can see the head!" stated the midwife again.


Freya felt like crying. Ten days and only the top of the head was all she was able to let out? How do people with many children even handle this pain? Frigga smiled at her, one that looked painful. She could clearly see what was conveyed in that smile. 'I told you so'.


And she was right.


She regretted it too late.


She screamed yet again, throwing her head back in the pillows, and she was sure that the grounds outside of her chamber were covered with a thick layer of ice. Her dark curls which were splayed around her head felt like it was submerged into warm water.


Eleven more hours later, Freya had collapsed back into the pillows, face and lips terribly pale, and extremely drowsy, wanting nothing more but sleep.


She glanced at the midwife, panicked. "Why is my child not crying?" her voice shakes even further when she could not hear even a tiny sound from the babe. "My child... it couldn't be..." her heart plummets at seeing the midwife's frown.


What could have gone wrong? She provided the best care she could give to her child. Her child should be crying! Screaming life with rosy cheeks! Why...


But then the midwife's face breaks into relief. "Enchantress, be at ease. You have a son, you were blessed with a son!"


Freya swore she cried right then and there in relief. Holding out her arms, she gestured to the space beside her. "Come, let me hold my son and see him closer," the midwife immediately grants her request and gives her the wrapped bundle that was her son.


Upon seeing her, the child's unsmiling face breaks out into a smile, raising his arms as if he wanted to touch her. Freya's heart melts upon seeing him, deciding that all of the pain was worth it, just to have this beautiful, rosy-cheeked son of hers come to the world.


"Freya, what shall you name him?" Frigga interrupts, looking at her son fondly.


She strokes the child's cheek with her finger, before nuzzling her nose against his, feeling incredibly warm.


"Gun Gun. His name shall be Gun Gun."


But then Gun Gun arrived, and she didn't have the courage to seal it back anymore.


It would have been okay if he had arrived at Qing Qiu's doorstep, but why in the Nine Heavens itself? What if apart from Dong Hua, someone else had already seen him?


Her face turned grim.


No. Gun Gun is hers, and hers alone. They'd all lost any sense of responsibility they had on Gun Gun when they sided with the Demon Clan against her, when she was pushed off of Zhuxian Terrace and nearly miscarried Gun Gun without her knowledge.


Feng Jiu's eyes darkened. 'And it seems that the perpetrator to it is living in Tai Chen Palace in luxury as its mistress, with her bastard child.'


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Definitely a short chapter, XD. This is a sneak peek to the discord between Feng Jiu and everyone else.


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