However, three cobblers with their wits combined can outwit a Zhuge Liang.

There were many speculations in those words, and Chen Yuwei turned to look back at the building behind her, feeling that some of the ideas might not be wrong.

Just like those imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital, they really couldn't diagnose why Consort Hui had a miscarriage.

I'm afraid the truth is indeed hard to say.

"Let's go back to the palace. Hopefully, this trip will be the last one."

Sitting in the sedan chair that was parked at the door, Chen Yuwei held onto the handles on both sides as the eunuchs carried her back to Yikun Palace.

I was busy and wasted half a day walking around Yongshou Palace.

As soon as Chen Yuwei entered the hall, she heard a series of ghostly wails and howls.

Unsurprisingly, it's Khoja and Fulin.

These two unlucky kids, I don't know who they take after, always start wailing at the top of their lungs whenever they can't find her.

"Oh dear, my sweet baby, what's wrong?"

With a smile, Chen Yuwei walked to the tatami room and waved to He Zhuo and Fu Ling'a. She could easily come up with sweet words.

The two little ones made a lot of noise but didn't actually do anything. As soon as their mother came in, they rushed over and each took up a spot, then started to fawn over Chen Yuwei like little devils.

Chen Yuwei was already familiar with their routine. She reached out and touched and rubbed the children, then called over the wet nurse to ask. Knowing that the two children had eaten and drunk their fill, she simply pulled over the toys and storybooks from the corner of the room.

"Stay with your mother for a while. She just got back. I'll take you to the Prince's residence this afternoon, okay?"

"good"

Children who can find things to do on their own are little angels. Chen Yuwei looked at them and reached out to take the herbal soup that Xia He brought from the small kitchen.

The herbal medicine tasted as awful as ever, and Chen Yuwei felt a strong aversion to it as soon as she took a sip.

What exactly did the Empress Dowager add to this soup? The taste is so strong, I really can't understand how other pregnant women can drink it.

He frowned slightly in disdain, and the spoon in his hand fell to the ground.

He casually shoved the soup bowl into Xia He's hand, saying, "Take it away. I have no appetite today, so I won't drink it."

She has a system in place to ensure that the nutrition she provides for her unborn child is sufficient.

If it weren't for the fear of being resented for refusing the Empress Dowager's kindness, Chen Yuwei would never have put herself through this ordeal.

Seeing the soup bowl back in her hands, Xia He blinked and was about to persuade her again, "Your Majesty, the medicine is made with the finest herbs. Would you like to try some?"

Chen Yuwei scoffed, "I usually use plenty of tonics, so one more bowl of medicine won't make a difference. Besides, what if I drink too much and the medicine counteracts—"

Medications conflicting? Medications conflicting!