"You're talking nonsense!" Yu'er stood up, ran to the mistress of the house, and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Grandmother, it's her fault! She's lying! Please don't believe her!"

"If I pushed Yu'er into the water, why would I jump in myself?"

Lan Shuang blurted out, "It's all to stage your self-inflicted injury! You're so cunning and scheming, there's nothing you wouldn't do!"

The mistress, Lan Shuang, and Yu'er all stared at her as if she were an enemy.

Even if Prince Yu were on her side, they would still be at a disadvantage in a two-on-three battle.

At this point, all you need to do is bring one more person to your team.

The object of this affections could only be Prince Yu's mother, the mistress of the Prince's residence.

Gu Jiangli didn't argue with them. Instead, she clutched her chest with one hand and placed the other on her forehead, her expression pained, and said to Prince Yu:

"Your Highness, I am feeling very unwell. Perhaps we should discuss this matter later."

Lan Shuang sneered, "Now you're thinking of running away! Too late!"

But Gu Jiangli didn't even glance at her, tilting her head and falling into Prince Yu's arms.

Prince Yu anxiously picked her up and walked into the house without saying a word.

She was soaked to the bone; if she delayed any longer, she would definitely get sick.

Everything can wait!

The servants around the mistress originally intended to obey her orders and stop Prince Yu from leaving, but upon seeing his fierce expression, they all stood behind the mistress, not daring to utter a sound.

A worried-looking woman ran out from the crowd, keeping a distance of three steps from Prince Yu, and said anxiously:

"Your Highness, I am Concubine Du from the inner courtyard. I learned medicine from my father since I was a child. The doctor has not yet arrived. Why don't I take a look at the Princess first?"

Prince Yu continued walking, glancing back slightly.

It was a familiar face; she must be the concubine from the back courtyard.

After a brief moment of thought, he said coldly, "Come on."

Aunt Du nodded happily and trotted after Prince Yu until they entered the room.

The mistress gritted her teeth in anger; her son had never ignored her words so blatantly.

It's all thanks to Gu Jiangli!

Lan Shuang seized the opportunity to add fuel to the fire, "Mother! Look, my brother doesn't respect us at all! That Gu Jiangli must be a vixen in disguise! This time you must stand by Shuang'er's side and not tolerate my brother's actions any longer!"

The mistress, her head throbbing with annoyance, said, "Alright! Yu'er is still chilled! Quickly take him to change into clean clothes!"

Lan Shuang hurriedly asked, "Then Mother... about Gu Jiangli...?"

"Don't worry," the mistress glanced at Yu'er, who was soaked to the bone, "This time, no matter what, I will make Prince Yu divorce Gu Jiangli. If he still doesn't agree, I will definitely write to the Emperor and say that Gu Jiangli is vicious and cruel, does not care about the Prince's family ties, and is not worthy of being Prince Yu's consort!"

Lan Shuang was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly. Then she led her Yu'er to the other side of the house.

While she was in the shadows, she saw that the plan was not going as she had imagined, and thought that the plan was going to fail.

I never expected Gu Jiangli to be such a fool! She actually handed over her weakness!

Now she could finally get rid of Gu Jiangli!

At the far end of the corridor, where no one paid any attention, a man stood with his hands behind his back, silently watching this farce unfold.

As the crowd dispersed, a smile appeared on the man's lips.

"interesting."

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inside the house.

Prince Yu stood nervously to one side, letting Aunt Du take Gu Jiangli's pulse.

But after a long time, Aunt Du moved her hand on Gu Jiangli's wrist again and again, and saw that Gu Jiangli's brows were furrowed, her expression was puzzled, and she would occasionally let out a "hiss" sound.

Just as Prince Yu was about to ask a question, the mistress of the house entered from outside the door.

"She's just a concubine, yet she insists on acting like a doctor. After examining her for so long, what have you found out? What kind of rare disease does the princess have that has caused her to fall into a coma?"

“Yu’er is such a small child, and she can still stand up and walk after choking on water. How come she is so weak and unconscious after drinking two mouthfuls of water?”

"this......"

The mistress's words were barbed, leaving Aunt Du completely at a loss for words.

The princess's pulse was indeed... unusual, but she hadn't examined pulses in a long time and wasn't entirely certain, so she dared not draw any conclusions easily, fearing that the prince would be disappointed.

"Can't diagnose it? Then she was faking it? Pretending to faint to avoid questioning, huh, son, this is your queen."

Aunt Du stammered, "Mistress, please allow me... to touch it again."

She closed her eyes, shutting out all surrounding noise, and focused all her attention on the princess's pulse.

At this moment, the mistress was still saying some sarcastic and mean things, "Prince Yu, this Gu Jiangli is two-faced. In front of you, he is a straightforward and innocent person, but behind your back, what evil things can't he do?"

"You've been fooled by her appearance! Your mother doesn't want you to regret it later when you see her true colors!"

"Today, she dared to push Yu'er into the water in front of everyone, and even distorted the truth to absolve herself of responsibility. Tomorrow, she might dare to secretly harm our lives!"

"Just listen to your mother this once. Write a letter of divorce right now, and then..."

"Yes! That's it!" Aunt Du suddenly opened her eyes, stood up from her chair, and interrupted the mistress before she could finish speaking.

The mistress's earnest words were interrupted by Aunt Du, who looked extremely displeased.

"Which one? If you can't diagnose it, just wait patiently for the doctor to come."

Aunt Du said happily:

"Your Highness, the Princess Consort is pregnant!"

Mistress, Prince Yu: "???"

"That's right! It's true! The princess's pulse is smooth and strong, like pearls rolling back and forth. This is indeed a pregnancy pulse! The princess is more than two months pregnant!"

The whole room suddenly became unusually quiet.

After a while, Prince Yu finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "Really...really?"

When Aunt Du saw that Prince Yu did not believe her, she was not angry. "If Your Highness does not believe me, the doctor will take the Princess's pulse when he arrives. Then you will know whether what I said is true or false."

She was very confident that after carefully taking the pulse multiple times, she was certain she wouldn't make a mistake.

As if to confirm Aunt Du's words, an elderly doctor with white hair was brought in from outside by a servant.

This time, the mistress was the first to get anxious.

She grabbed the doctor's hand and rushed to the bedside, "Doctor, doctor, don't be so formal, please go and see if she is...is she..."

The mistress clutched her chest, overwhelmed with emotion, and felt dizzy.

Seeing her agitated expression, the doctor assumed the woman in bed had some serious illness and quickly began to take her pulse.

Before long, the doctor's expression changed from solemn to joyful, and he turned to congratulate Prince Yu and his wife.

"Congratulations, Your Highness! Congratulations, Mistress! The Princess is pregnant."