Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart-Chapter 1694 - She Had Never Been So Dirty Before
1694 She Had Never Been So Dirty Before
It was the first time the little beggars were staying at an inn and it was a strange, new experience for them. They did not mind squeezing into one room; all three of them were simply filled with gratitude for Ji’er.
Ji’er ordered some hot water from the inn’s server and closed the room door to enjoy a good bath.
When she saw how dirty the water in the bathtub was after she got in, Ji’er’s face turned a little red.
She had never been so dirty before.
However, it was also a new experience that she found quite intriguing.
Despite her princess identity, she was just an ordinary person now, and this made her feel quite carefree.
It felt like this experience enabled her to find a little bit of herself for the first time. She was no longer that child who looked glamorous on the outside, only to be revealed as someone who had almost been killed by her father upon birth.
She sat cross-legged on the bed with a full head of wet hair.
Ji’er poured out her remaining sliver from her purse and counted it. There was not much left.
It would have been fine if she was on her own. A day passed was just another day lived. It would not be a pity for her life to just end when she had come to the end of her tethers.
That was why she had walked her journey aimlessly until she met the three little beggars in the abandoned temple.
Something moved in her heart when she saw how difficult it was for them to simply survive.
Who in this world could live without difficulty and enjoy a smooth life all the time?
Even though she faced many tribulations since birth, at the very least, she did not need to worry about keeping a full stomach…
At least, she had people who loved her.
Since finding out the truth about what happened the day she was born, she had been living in denial, believing that she was a jinx and unwanted.
However, she had let a lot of those negative feelings go.
She had hurt Lil Qi, but she did not dare to turn back. She did not dare to face her father either…
Ji’er was worried she would end up hating him.
She thought about this quietly, but her stomach suddenly turned and she could not help retching.
Ji’er wanted to throw up, but there was nothing in her stomach to vomit.
She leaned against the side of the bed and retched for quite a while. All of her stamina had been used up as she lay down weakly in bed.
Her eyes stared at the top of the bed netting for a while. A thought crossed her mind and she placed her hand on her stomach, touching it softly.
She had not had her menstruation this month yet…
Ji’er bit her lip. Could she really be pregnant?
She was both overjoyed and worried at this realization.
Ji’er sat up suddenly and lowered her head to look at her flat belly.
If she had guessed correctly, Lil Qi and her child might be growing in her belly right now.
Unfortunately, she did not learn enough of her mother’s medical skills to check her own pulse.
However, she let the thought drop after some consideration.
She decided to forget about it and just go with the flow.
Ji’er had yearned to have Lil Qi’s child when she left him. However, she thought it would also be fine not to get pregnant after leaving.
It was because she had no confidence in finding a better future on her own and she did not want her child to suffer the moment it was born.
However, now…
She was now feeling a little hopeful.
If she really turned out to be pregnant, she would give birth to the child and give all her love to the child that belonged to her and Lil Qi.
“Young Master, it’s time for dinner.”
Ji’er was not hungry, but at the thought that she might now have a new life in her womb, she dragged her exhausted body toward the door and opened it.
The little beggar was stunned when the door was opened. “Young Master… Urm… No. Young…Young Miss?”
Ji’er was taken aback. She lowered her head and realized that she had forgotten to disguise herself after taking her bath.
She might be wearing men’s attire, but her long hair fell over her shoulders and, in addition to her face, it only took one look to know that she was a woman.
When Ji’er realized this, she did not panic. If the beggar knew who she was, so be it.
“It’s better that you continue calling me ‘Young Master’,” Ji’er said.
The little beggar snapped out of it and his face turned bright red. He quickly gave her the bowl of noodles in his hand. “We waited a long time and you did not appear for dinner, so I got the server to cook you a bowl of noodles.”
