She knew that Hao'er's grandfather was the king.

She recalled back then when Hao'er came over, she briefly asked about a few things and knew that back then, he had never seen the king before.

But he met the king now.

Yun Bixue couldn't help but think deeply about it. Xie Limo and her early return to the imperial capital seemed to be linked to something brewing in the city.

A thought surfaced in Yun Bixue's mind.

Yun Bixue hesitated a little before asking, "Hao'er, how's your grandfather's health?"

"Father forbids me from saying."

Xiajun Zihao blinked his eyes as he shook his head.

Yun Bixue smiled and caressed Hao'er's head. "Hao'er is a good child. If your father does not wish for you to say, then don't tell anyone, okay?"

"Okay, I won't say it even after I go to school."

In fact, even without Hao'er saying it, Yun Bixue could guess, and her guess was startling. Was the king's health in a bad condition?

"Aunt, Aunt?"

"Ah?"

"Aunt, why aren't you talking anymore?"

Yun Bixue realized that her mind was caught wandering off. She smiled gently as she continued telling the story to Hao'er, even if unease filled her heart.

Hao'er played the entire day, and Majesty Huang came to fetch him when night came.

Looking at the leaving silhouette of Majesty Huang, she could tell how worn he had become. With these many things to deal with, it must have been difficult for him as well!

Was he fighting Majesty Kang for the throne?

If the members of the imperial family were really vying for the throne, the entire capital would be engulfed in bloodshed and conflict.

When Xie Limo came home that night, Yun Bixue told Xie Limo about her speculations.

A glint flashed across Xie Limo's eyes as he gazed deeply into Yun Bixue's eyes. "My Xue is brilliant."

"That means that my speculations are correct?"

Xie Limo nodded. He did not intend to tell Yun Bixue initially for she would worry, but since she guessed it on her own, there was no need for him to hide it from her anymore.

At least now that she guessed it, she could mentally prepare herself.

Seeing Xie Limo's nod, Yun Bixue's expression became solemn. She knew that Limo's objective of coming to the imperial city was to obtain this city's and Country A's power—to hold that power tightly within his hands.

He would definitely be partic.i.p.ating in this conflict.

As for how he was going to go about doing it, she had no idea for now.

Yun Bixue hung Xie Limo's coat up and after a moment's hesitation, she asked, "Limo, is it true that the king's health is not in good condition?"

Xie Limo was folding back his sleeves to prepare to cook. Upon hearing Yun Bixue's question, he paused a little before replying, "I won't let him suffer. He will be able to survive a few more months."

"In other words, for now, he can still be treated?"

"No, I will only be able to prolong his time. I will have to invite the person who healed Qin Huailing's leg again."

Yun Bixue finally understood his meaning, and she followed Xie Limo to the kitchen.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Xie Limo turned around. He quickly pulled her to sit in the living room. "Don't move around too much. I will bring you out for a stroll after dinner."

"Limo, I'm already at seven months. Should we go for a check?"

Xie Limo replied gently, "The doctors in our house are top-notch. Didn't they say that you and the child are both doing well?"

Yun Bixue looked down. Actually, she kept thinking about the dream she had, about the cute little boy. She wanted to see him again, but he did not enter her dreams recently.