Chapter 97: Pregnancy-Stabilizing Medicine

"Dr. Zhang is an old friend of the Shen family, and his medical skills are quite good. Sister, you don't need to worry. He will just take a quick look and prescribe a medicine to help with the pregnancy."

Qingzhi was practically forced to sit down by two of Shen Ruolan's maids. She couldn't break free and could only tremblingly reach out her hand.

Doctor Zhang lowered his head to take her pulse through the beaded curtain. After a while, he suppressed his surprise and stood up to congratulate her: "Her pulse is smooth and flowing, like rolling beads. This young lady is already two months pregnant. She will need to sit for another month before she can be completely settled."

Shen Ruolan gave an almost inaudible "hmm," and said, "I would be grateful if you could prescribe a medicine to help with the pregnancy. I hope you will keep quiet about what happened today."

"Xi Yue, take Doctor Zhang down to receive your reward."

Doctor Zhang responded and followed Xi Yue downstairs.

Seeing this, Qingzhi became even more terrified, but since Shen Ruolan wouldn't budge, she couldn't back down.

She beckoned to her maid, who then quietly slipped away.

Shen Ruolan took in all her little actions, smiled but didn't expose her, and chatted with her casually until Xi Yue brought over the thick medicine.

Qingzhi's smile was pale, her eyes filled with resistance: "Qingzhi really can't stand the smell of medicine, Consort's good intentions..."

"If you can't stand the smell, just hold your nose and bear it. It's for the good of the baby in your belly."

Seeing that Xi Yue's hand holding the bowl was being gripped tightly by her, and the medicine was about to spill, Shen Ruolan frowned slightly, put down her fan, stood up, and took the medicine from Xi Yue's hand: "If you can't drink it, then I'll help you."

"Qingqing!"

Yu Yuanchao pushed the door open and rushed in, followed by a painful scream.

The medicine bowl was overturned on the ground, and Shen Ruolan also fell to the ground with tears streaming down her face. A gruesome wound was cut into her palm by a shard of broken porcelain.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..."

Upon recognizing the person, Shen Ruolan quickly rose with Xi Yue's help, concealing her reddened hand under her wide sleeves: "This concubine greets Your Highness."

No matter how hastily she hid it, Yu Yuanchao could clearly see the blood droplets dripping from her sleeve like a kite with a broken string.

Before he could react, Qingzhi stumbled and hid behind him, clutching his sleeve, tears welling in her eyes, her voice trembling: "Your Highness, save me! Save Qingqing's child!"

"What exactly happened?!"

Yu Yuanchao was very displeased.

He had just left the Crown Prince's residence to secretly meet with Vice Minister Wang when someone came looking for him, saying that Qingzhi had gotten into trouble.

"The concubine...the concubine wants to poison Qingqing and His Highness's child!"

"I don't have any."

Compared to Qingzhi's harsh words, Shen Ruolan's voice was soft and calm, and her eyes held a hint of stubbornness as she looked at him.

Yu Yuanchao didn't say anything, but waved his hand and summoned two famous doctors from the capital. He sat down in the main seat with a dark face, ignoring Shen Ruolan and letting her stand aside.

Because of Qingzhi's matter, the Emperor was already very displeased, so it would be inappropriate to go to the palace to summon the imperial physician at this time.

Qingzhi covered her face with her sleeve and laughed to herself.

Who would have thought that the concubine would one day fall into her hands, knowing that she was pregnant but still trying to do something right under His Highness's nose.

She can only blame her bad luck.

"Your Highness, this medicine is non-toxic; it is a medicine to prevent miscarriage."

The two doctors examined the herbal decoction separately, then asked the kitchen for the dregs, and gave their final answer.

"A pregnancy-preserving drug?! This...how is this possible?"

Qingzhi cried out in disbelief.