The Young Widow’s Spring

After her husband died, Xie Rutang became a widow.
Her mother-in-law told her to have a child by the Second Master, who was staying at the Shen residence. The child would give her someone to rely on, and they would tell everyone it was her late husband’s posthumous child.
The Second Master, Pei Zhiheng, was Chief of the Court of Judicial Review—a cold-faced King of Hell, as unattainable as a flower blooming on a lofty peak.
And he already had a woman he cherished, as distant and radiant as the moon above the mountains.
Her mother-in-law secretly administered an aphrodisiac and forced her into his bed.
Afterward, Pei Zhiheng said coolly, “Once you’re pregnant, our relationship will end. I will marry someone else.”
Xie Rutang curled her fingers into her palms and lowered her eyes.
He had someone he loved, and she still held her late husband in her heart. That suited her well enough.
But once she was carrying his child, her attitude changed completely.
Holding the child in her arms, Xie Rutang said in a soft, beguiling voice, quite calmly, “Second Master, go back to the Pei residence. I still intend to remain faithful to my Yuan-lang…”
At those words, the powerful court official, long known for his restraint and indifference to desire, snapped the writing brush in his hand.
At a turn in the corridor, Pei Zhiheng seized her waist, pressing the pads of his fingers hard against her. His lofty composure and indifference were gone.
“What if I insist on staying at the Shen residence and refuse to leave?”
Determined to keep her heart, he pinned her to the bed that night.
“Our child is already this big. Why don’t we have another? What I said before no longer counts…”
Xie Rutang gritted her teeth and threw him out!