Aster was too scared to look into his eyes, only shrank her neck.

"Pregnant?"

She felt that the heat in this little dump house dropped to below zero the moment he opened his mouth.

"You majesty, this girl she is pregnant indeed."

The old man with the white beard closed his medical kit, talking nonsense in a very earnest way.

Aster peered out the corner of her eye that his legs were trembling, knowing that he was actually scared to death.

"Really?"

"Yes indeed your majesty! I’ve just made my diagnosis. The Delmont crown prince will be born within ten mouths."

Nonsense! He didn’t even touch her wrist for the pulse at all.

Interestingly, monsters here too carry their baby in their belly for ten months, which is totally the same as human beings.

Aster suddenly thought of the strategy the old man and Herald had figure out for her, which meant that she had to win the battle of putting a bun in the oven in the next three months, or everything would be discovered.

Three months...

Aster screw up her courage and wanted a look at the man standing before her that she was going to conquer, then unfortunately she met his eyes, and instantly she was frozen by his freezing cold eye. She covered her heart in helplessness.

Even given three hundred years, she didn’t think she could get him into bed!

Moreover, he didn’t seem to be willing to give her three months of reprieve anymore now, more like immediate death penalty!

Even a vicious tiger will not eat her cubs,now it seemed wolves are much more vicious than tigers!

"Are you...are you really pregnant?"

He squinted suddenly and then walked one step nearer.

Aster’s heart was almost in her throat now, she waved her hands and backed off, "your majesty! You... you won’t kill your own baby right?"

Aster saw a complex reflection in his ember eyes the second she was done asking. She was not sure but she was still scared from the bottom of her heart.

"What do you think?"

What does he mean by what do you think? Think of what?!

Jesus Christ! This wolf is surely a psychopath!

Aster turned to the old man for help with the palest face.

The old man obviously had tried his best to make it to where they were now, and at the moment he was shivering like the last leaf in the cold wind.

"No! Don’t! Your majesty, don’t come over, don’t kill me!" Aster kept struggling backwards, but the next second her body was uncontrollably pulled directly before him, captivated in his arms.

Aster was paralyzed and woozy. She lifted her eyes and saw his chin, his slightly opened mouth, and almost his showing fangs inside.

Four words came in her mind.

This is the end!

"What a wonderful surprise! I’m going to have a grandson! I’m going to be a grandma! Where is my sweet daughter-in-law? Tell me, where is my sweet daughter-in-law?!"

What?

Aster opened her eyes abruptly, stunned by the bold and unrestrained laughter coming near from far way.

Herald raised his ass-kissing voice at once, "your Highness, do enter, your Highness, the girl is right inside."

"The girl? You should call her the queen! She is your queen!"

With these words echoing, Aster saw a beautiful noble lady, who still retained her attractive bearings, with an luxurious air, came into the room like a wind. And when she came before her, she just grabbed Aster from the man’s captivation with one palm, and pulled Aster into her arms.

"Oh my my, my sweet darling! You finally showed up! You surely have kept me waiting in misery for so long!"

"..."

Damn! She was way much different from what she had imagined!

"And look at you, such a beauty! My grandson must be beautiful as well! He has to be like you, not like his king father, no! Sullen face all the time!"

Yeah, that’s the mothers comments about their sons!

"I know he can be an annoyance to you too, never mind! I’m taking you with me to my palace right now so you don’t have to look at that sullen face all day long. That face would definitely put you in bad mood! If you are not in good mood, so will my grandson! Let’s go, go with me right now!"

What!?

Go with her?!

Then how could she get the king into bed next, and get herself pregnant for real?

Aster was held tightly by the strong arms of the Empress Dowager, and was given all the hints by anxious Herald.

Does he mean that she should voluntarily ask to stay?!

Then what would guarantee her personal safety if she chooses to stay?!

Aster was worried, so very much to death!

"Um... your Highness, I..."

"Don’t call me your Highness, call me mother!"

"I didn’t approve it!" suddenly Adalwolf spoke in a gloomy voice.

Aster heart lost a beat, then she saw the queen mother turned back and snarled, "you just shut your mouth for me!"

"..."

Damn! She wants to applause!

She should hold on to this one close and tight!

"Mother!" Aster called sweetly.

"Aw! My sweet little darling!"

Warm tears suddenly swelled in her eyes, because she reminded her of the dead mother she lost five years ago.

"Don’t cry you, I can tell that you apparently haven’t been well treated here by that jerk. How could he make a pregnant lady live in a place like this! Let’s go with me! He will never be able to bully you then."

Aster didn’t even think twice before she said yes.

Herald and the old man exchanged their eyes, and boldly they looked at the king standing beside. At only one sight of his horrifying expression, they withdrew their eyes in terror.

How miserable they felt now...

Half of the plan was in success, and the rest seemed not to be working as expected!

If Aster left with the queen mother, she wouldn’t have the chance to be around the king, that way how could she put the bun in the oven?

Shit shit shit!

What should they do?

But no matter how they had struggled in the tangle in their head, just in a blinking of an eye, Aster was taken away by the Empress Dowager.

Then the face of the king fell. He swung his sleeves and the roof of the shabby little house was almost torn off.

The two hugged together trembling, and said their goodbyes, "we bid you farewell, your majesty."

After they saw that the sullen king had left as soon as possible, the two hurried out the house at once too like escaping and whispered to each other standing in the yard.

"Old fellow, I wasn’t there just now, from where you stand, did he seem to be happy when he was told that the girl was pregnant?"

"Hell no!"

"Then what was he... doing by holding her in his arms so tight just now?"

"I think he was going kill the girl!"

After the talking, they sighed along together.

That girl was not easy, a tough road ahead, and a tough husband to woo...

"Now the girl is brought to the Empress Dowager’s palace, do you think the king would, say stricken by conscience, go visit her in the next three months? They say all the men are born fathers. A father’s love doesn’t just grow from nowhere, it needs gradual developing. Maybe he won’t like it in the beginning, but accept and like it later? It is his own child after all!"

The old man stroked his bead and shook his head, "very hard to say, our king is no ordinary man, he has a heart of stone..."