My Aloof Lord Ex-Husband Begs for Remarriage
Chapter 177 - 178: Infertility

Chapter 177: Chapter 178: Infertility

Chu Nanli let out a sigh of relief.

She had spread the false news of her infertility precisely to conceal her pregnancy.

When the time came, she would wear more layers to appear a bit fatter, so even if her stomach grew larger, everyone would just think she had put on weight, not that she was pregnant.

However, this was a risky move, meaning she must succeed in giving birth before leaving Ye Yunting’s sight.

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Yang Shu was very efficient in handling affairs; she quickly bribed the Imperial Physician, under the pretext of a health check, to examine Chu Nanli’s pulse.

The diagnosis was that Chu Nanli could no longer bear children.

Upon hearing this news, Ye Yunting’s eyebrows furrowed deeply, and he summoned Bai Wuheng.

"That day you took Chu Nanli’s pulse, was there anything unusual?" he asked.

"That day Chu Nanli was uncooperative, and I did not take her pulse," replied Bai Wuheng.

Bai Wuheng said helplessly, "However, the dungeon’s damp and cold environment is bad for a woman’s health. She had just had an abortifacient not long ago and staying in such an environment could likely affect her ability to conceive."

As soon as Bai Wuheng finished speaking, Ye Yunting’s expression turned even grimmer, a crimson fierceness swirling in his cold, dark eyes.

Bai Wuheng’s eyelids twitched, "What happened?"

"Today the Princess Consort had someone take Chu Nanli’s pulse, and the diagnosis was that Chu Nanli is infertile," said Ye Yunting, his voice frighteningly cold.

Bai Wuheng’s expression also became quite grave.

"Chu Nanli was beaten until she miscarried, and after such torment, it’s not impossible for her to have fallen ill," he said.

"Yunting, quickly release her and find someone to properly nurture her back to health," he continued. "It might still be possible to save her."

Bai Wuheng had wanted to say he would take care of Chu Nanli himself, but then he remembered her attitude in the dungeon.

Chu Nanli didn’t seem to want him to be involved.

Ye Yunting nodded and ordered Ye Yi to release her.

No sooner had Bai Wuheng left than Yang Shu came to find Ye Yunting.

She was in a good mood today, anticipating that Ye Yunting would soon divorce Chu Nanli, and her lips curved up into a smile.

Ye Yunting watched his mother’s demeanor, his gaze slightly deepening.

"Mother, is there something you are pleased about?" he asked.

"Have you heard that Chu Nanli is infertile?" Yang Shu asked solemnly.

Ye Yunting frowned, "What is it that Mother wants to say?"

"My son, I know you have your considerations, but how can a woman who can’t bear children be the Princess Consort of the War King Residence?" she said.

"Even if it’s for nothing else, for the sake of lineage, you must divorce Chu Nanli!" Yang Shu spoke righteously.

Ye Yunting frowned slightly.

From the beginning, he had his suspicions; his mother had never liked Chu Nanli, so why would she have someone take her pulse?

He suspected that his mother was deliberately framing Chu Nanli.

But hearing Bai Wuheng’s words, he was uncertain.

Seeing Ye Yunting’s stern face staring at her, Yang Shu knew he didn’t believe her.

But she had already coordinated the story with Chu Nanli beforehand.

"If you don’t believe it, you can ask Chu Nanli yourself," Yang Shu said confidently.

Ye Yunting pursed his lips, saying no more.

Seeing this, Yang Shu knew Ye Yunting believed it.

She smiled slightly, then continued, "Mother would never deceive you. Besides, such a matter cannot be lied about..."

"Now that Chu Nanli cannot bear an heir, she definitely cannot maintain her position as the principal wife. Your father, the Emperor, would never agree either."

"Is Mother using Father to threaten me?"

Ye Yunting’s expression suddenly turned cold, his sharp eyes piercing Yang Shu.

His gaze was chillingly cold, like a dagger laced with poison thrusting directly at the heart.

Yang Shu was stunned by his look, frozen for a moment.

This was the first time Ye Yunting had looked at her with such icy severity—as if it were the grim reaper from hell itself.

Upon regaining her senses, she was instantly furious!

This was her son.

To think a son would look at his mother like this, and all for a woman!

"Ye Yunting, I am your mother, there is no need for threats — my command you must obey!" she exclaimed.

"Either divorce her or go through a separation, you choose one."