Xue Zhiyi truly is a remarkable figure; it turns out he knows everything.
It's to be expected—since he frequents the Imperial Palace, he's surely more aware of palace affairs than they are.
"Did he say anything?" Xiaoxiao asked.
Yang Ming shook his head, "No, he refused to say anything. I only guessed from his reactions."
Xiaoxiao felt a bit disappointed but then understood it all. Not wanting them to know could be a form of protecting them after all; the fewer people who know about such things, the better. "Honey, since he won't say, let's not ask further."
"Alright." Yang Ming agreed, fully understanding the intricacies involved.
The two continued to play with their child, but Xiaoxiao was thinking about something else. Since Xue Zhiyi already knew about the child, there was no need for her to hide any longer. She would go seek Xue Zhiyi's help for her infertility problem.
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