Because it was a "fruit" they had fought for, the group savored each bite of the fragrant osmanthus cake with great satisfaction.

Qingyin and Yinzhen smiled at each other. Yinzhen kissed each of his chubby sons' little faces with satisfaction, and asked the nannies to take them to digest their food. This gave him a chance to spend some time alone with Qingyin.

The peaceful and happy days continued until the Southern Tour. Emperor Kangxi specifically ordered Yinzhen to bring his four grandsons along on the Southern Tour. Qingyin originally thought she could also go and get some fresh air, but she felt nauseous as soon as she smelled the fish soup that was served.

Upon checking the system, it was indeed shown that I was one month pregnant.

Xiaoyue had already been brought into the palace by her when she gave birth to quadruplets.

At that moment, she saw Qingyin suddenly cover her mouth, looking flustered, and then sternly looked at the bowl of fish soup. "Master, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with this fish soup?"

Although the possibility of poisoning the Ninth Prince's wife in the Prince's mansion is extremely slim, it's hard to guarantee that there's some ulterior motive involved, and that someone might do something that would cost them their head.

Hearing Xiaoyue say this, the other palace maids were also frightened. They stared at the fish soup with cold and familiar expressions. In order to ensure the evidence, Bichun, who knew medicine, even smelled the fish soup carefully and observed and distinguished it. She did not notice anything unusual and was a little puzzled. She then looked at Qingyin.

All of this happened in just a few seconds. Before Qingyin could stop it, Zeng Li, who was standing to the side, seemed to be thinking about something. Her eyes lit up as she recalled a certain possibility.

"Bichun, quickly take the master's pulse."

Bichun was misled by Xiaoyue's words and thought that Qingyin had been tricked. With a serious expression, she asked Qingyin to extend her wrist and gently placed her fingers on Qingyin's wrist.

A moment later, a hint of joy appeared on Bichun's face.

"My lady, she is already a month pregnant. My medical skills are limited, so please let the royal physician take another look."

Upon hearing the news of their mistress's pregnancy, the group was overjoyed, realizing they had made a misunderstanding earlier. Xiaoyue, in particular, who had been both happy and annoyed, patted her head.

"It's my fault for overthinking."

Qingyin gently patted Xiaoyue's head. "It's good that Xiaoyue is like this. Always be cautious, so you can be prepared in case something happens."

"Yes, Xiaoyue, you're doing great too."

Several palace maids smiled and nodded, comforting the distressed Xiaoyue.

Once the physician had confirmed the diagnosis, Qingyin asked Zeng Li to inform the prince.

The first thing Yinzhen did upon receiving the news was to be happy. However, he was also worried about Qingyin. Although it had been a year since her first pregnancy, Rou'er's first pregnancy was with quadruplets. Would this pregnancy affect Rou'er?

Worried, Yinzhen specially invited a famous imperial gynecologist from the palace back to the Prince's residence.

"How is the birth of your son, Consort?" Yinzhen asked the imperial physician with some anxiety.