老爷您说笑了，我这个身子，哪能经得起公务的操劳？我这可是要怀着身孕的样子，您圣体安康最重要。您看，我这胎像极了林氏，定是您喜欢的模样。”林舒笑得眼睛弯弯的，手轻轻覆在自己小腹上，那动作自然得像是真的。周明琛眉头紧锁，显然不信。

周明琛 ArgumentError, 需要的是明确的命令，而不是这种模棱两可的态度。他冷冷开口：“林舒，别以为我不知道你那点心思。你要是真有孕，拿出证据来。”他眼神锐利，仿佛能穿透林舒的肚子，看看里面到底装着什么。

林舒被他看得浑身不自在，但还是强自镇定，从袖中掏出一块胎记玉佩，放在周明琛面前。“您看，这是娘亲留给我的，胎像和这块玉佩上的图案一模一样。您若还不信，我可以立刻去求证太医。”

周明琛接过玉佩，仔细端详了一番，脸上依旧没什么表情。但他也没再追问，只是沉声道：“既然如此，便让你再住几日。不过，军国大事不能停滞，你若想帮忙，就安心养胎，别再提那些有的没的。”

林舒松了口气，连连点头：“好的，老爷您圣明。”

接下来的几日，林舒便住在王府的偏殿里。周明琛 fortified his position as Wanggong's ruler, rarely appearing in front of her. She had no choice but to lead a monotonous life, reading books and doing needlework, occasionally venturing out to the garden for a walk.

However, she soon found that the quiet life was not what she expected. The servants in the palace were all obsequious and fawning, but deep down, they looked at her with disdain. They knew she was not the true Lin family heir, and they despised her even more for marrying the cold and ruthless Duke Zhou.