I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the vermilion lacquered gate of the Duke's Mansion, giving this ancient and solemn mansion a warm golden hue.

Chen Jue walked into the mansion with brisk steps. Everything in the court went smoothly today, but in his heart he was filled with endless longing and special expectations for the person at home.

As he entered the courtyard, Chen Jue saw Chen Jia standing beside the flowers, holding a pair of scissors in her hand, carefully trimming the branches.

She was wearing a moon-white brocade dress with a lavender ribbon tied around her waist, which made her figure look more graceful.

There was a jade hairpin in Chen Jia's hair, and a few strands of hair fell around her fair neck. Under the reflection of the setting sun, it looked like a beautiful painting.

Chen Jue walked lightly and slowly walked behind Chen Jia. He stretched out his arms and gently wrapped them around her waist. He rested his chin on her shoulder and said softly, "Sister, you look so beautiful busy among the flowers."

Chen Jia was slightly startled, and then she felt a familiar breath behind her. A gentle smile appeared on her face: "You came back early today. Have you finished handling the affairs of the court?"

Chen Jue kissed her cheek gently, then took her hand and walked to a stone bench and sat down. "There are not many things to do today, and I have been thinking about my sister, so I came back early." He paused, a hint of shyness and expectation flashed in his eyes, "Sister, do you still remember what the Crown Prince mentioned to me a few days ago?"

Chen Jia's face instantly turned red. She lowered her head and twisted the corner of her clothes with her fingers unconsciously: "Of course I remember it, how could I forget it."

Chen Jue held her hand and gently stroked her fingertips: "Sister, I have been thinking these days that if we can have a child, this Duke's Mansion will be more lively and full of vitality. We can watch him laugh and play in this courtyard, teach him to read and write, and pass on the glory of the Chen family."

His voice was gentle but firm, and his eyes were full of longing for the future.

Chen Jia raised her head and looked at Chen Jue, with a complex light flashing in her eyes: "Xiao Jue, I also hope to have our child. But this matter makes me a little embarrassed after all."

Chen Jue gently embraced her in his arms and whispered in her ear: "Sister, don't be shy. You and I are husband and wife, this is a matter of course. I will always be with you and take care of you."

At night, the lights were on. After dinner, Chen Jue and Chen Jia walked hand in hand under the corridor of the Duke's Mansion. The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on them, outlining a layer of silver outlines for their figures.

As they walked, Chen Jue stopped, pulled Chen Jia in front of him, put his hands on her shoulders, and looked at her with ardent eyes: "Sister, it's late at night, let's go back to the room and rest."

There was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice, which was the anticipation for the upcoming intimate moment deep in his heart.

Chen Jia's heartbeat suddenly quickened. She nodded shyly and let Chen Jue hold her hand and walk towards the dormitory.

Entering the room, Chen Jue gently closed the door. The flickering candlelight in the room illuminated the faces of the two people.

Chen Jue slowly approached Chen Jia and reached out to gently untie her belt. His movements were gentle and careful, as if he was treating a rare treasure.

"Sister, you are so beautiful." Chen Jue's voice was low and hoarse, his eyes full of love and desire.

Chen Jia's face flushed red, she closed her eyes slightly, her body trembling slightly, her heart was nervous and full of anticipation for the unknown.

Chen Jue gently carried Chen Jia to the bed and lay on his side beside her. His fingers gently stroked her face, along her neck, and slid across her collarbone. Every movement was full of love and tenderness.

"Sister, don't be afraid, I'm here." Chen Jue whispered in her ear, then slowly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

At first, the kiss was gentle and shy, as if testing each other's feelings. But as the emotions heated up, the kiss became passionate and deep. Chen Jue's hands began to wander on Chen Jia's body, exploring every inch of her skin.

Chen Jia's body gradually relaxed, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around Chen Jue's neck, responding to his passion.

In this gentle night, the two were immersed in each other's love, forgetting all the troubles in the world. Chen Jue tried hard to express his love, and he hoped that this night, the crystallization of their love would be quietly nurtured.

Although Chen Jia is shy, she is gradually adapting to this intimacy. She can feel Chen Jue's affection and desire, and is willing to let go of her reserve for their future.

After a night of lovemaking, the morning sun shone through the window onto the bed. Chen Jue woke up and looked at Chen Jia, who was still sleeping beside him. Her face was a little tired, but more satisfied and happy. He gently pushed aside her hair and kissed her forehead.

Chen Jia slowly opened her eyes and saw Chen Jue's gentle gaze. Her face turned red again: "Morning."

Chen Jue smiled and responded, "Sister, good morning. Did you sleep well last night?"

Chen Jia lowered her head shyly: "Yeah, it's good."

From then on, every night was full of sweetness and anticipation for Chen Jue and Chen Jia. After leaving court every day, Chen Jue would rush back to the Duke's Mansion to spend this private time with Chen Jia.

One day, Chen Jue brought back some fresh fruits and exquisite snacks, walked into the room, and saw Chen Jia sitting by the window reading a book.

"Sister, look what I brought you." Chen Jue put the things on the table with a smile.

Chen Jia raised her head, her eyes full of surprise: "Why did you think of bringing these back today?"

Chen Jue walked over to sit beside her and held her in his arms: "I thought Sister might like it, and it's good for Sister's body." He gently placed his hand on Chen Jia's abdomen, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, "Maybe our child is already growing quietly."

Chen Jia's face flushed slightly, and she gently patted Chen Jue's hand: "You are so anxious."

Chen Jue smiled and said, "Of course I look forward to meeting our child as soon as possible."

As time went by, Chen Jia's body gradually underwent some subtle changes. She often felt tired and her appetite became a little picky. Chen Jue saw it and felt pain in his heart.

He ordered the cooks in the mansion to prepare nutritious meals that suit Chen Jia's taste every day. He also personally selected soft and comfortable bedding and clothes to create a comfortable environment for Chen Jia.

"Sister, if you are tired, take more rest. The servants will do the things in the mansion, you don't need to worry about it." Chen Jue always reminded Chen Jia like this.

Chen Jia was deeply moved: "Xiao Jue, I am really happy to have you around."

Some days later, Chen Jue invited a famous doctor to come to his house to diagnose Chen Jia's pulse. He waited anxiously outside the door, pacing back and forth.

After a while, the doctor came out with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, Mr. Chen, Mrs. Chen is pregnant."

Chen Jue was overjoyed. He rushed into the room and hugged Chen Jia tightly: "Sister, we have a baby!"

Chen Jia had tears in her eyes, and she gently stroked her belly: "Xiao Jue, we are finally going to have our own child."

From that day on, the Duke's Mansion was immersed in a joyful atmosphere. Chen Jue was even more caring towards Chen Jia. He accompanied her for walks in the courtyard, told her about his interesting experiences in the court, and described to her the wonderful life after the birth of the child.

Chen Jia was also looking forward to the birth of a new life with great joy. She knew that this child would be a witness to their love and the hope for the future of the Duke's Mansion.