When Shen Yuhan came back that night, he found that Fang Qingyue looked a little unhappy.

He knew Fang Qingyue was going to open the clinic today, so he asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen in the clinic?"

Such concern made Fang Qingyue's heart soften suddenly, and she also determined to test Shen Yuhan's idea: "Nothing, maybe just a little uncomfortable."

Fang Qingyue didn't eat much during dinner.

Shen Yuhan was really worried that she couldn't bear it, so he couldn't help asking, "Do you want to ask the court doctor to check your body and see if you feel any discomfort?"

"I'm fine." Fang Qingyue leaned in his arms and said softly, "I'm a doctor myself, Your Highness, don't worry about me."

One of them sat at the desk, handling official business, while the other sat across from him, flipping through medical books. When it was Shen Yuhan and Fang Qingyue's usual rest time, Shen Yuhan picked Fang Qingyue up and carried her horizontally, placing her on the bed. After lowering the bed curtains, he lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

Feeling Shen Yuhan's hand about to reach under her skirt, Fang Qingyue was suddenly startled and gently pressed Shen Yuhan's wrist: "Your Highness, I have my period, I'm afraid I can't..."

Her excuse was poor, but Shen Yuhan did not doubt it. He just held her hand and led her to untie her belt.

After some fooling around, Shen Yuhan carefully wiped Fang Qingyue's hands with a handkerchief.

Then Fang Qingyue whispered, "Your Majesty, what should we do if we have a child?"

Hearing this, Shen Yuhan couldn't help but frown.

The court is currently in chaos, and the emperor favors the imperial concubine, so Zhou Shiran is very powerful, and many officials depend on him.

Although he is a king of a different surname, he has almost no one around him. If he wants to compete with Zhou Shiran, he will inevitably be in danger.

Fang Qingyue was a thorn in Zhou Shiran's side, and he couldn't wait to get rid of her.

How could she dare to have a child under the current circumstances? Wouldn't that be like handing Zhou Shiran a target?

"Have you forgotten to drink the contraceptive soup?" His tone was indifferent, without any trace of the gentleness he had just shown when he coaxed Fang Qingyue to help him with her hands.

Fang Qingyue felt a chill in her heart. She buried her head in his chest, shook her head gently, and said softly, "How could I forget to drink it?"

Shen Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I won't have children."

If Fang Qingyue was really pregnant, he would have considered it, but since she was having her period, it shouldn't be a problem.

"Qingyue, we can't have children, okay?" As if afraid that Fang Qingyue didn't hear clearly, Shen Yuhan emphasized it again.

For a moment, Fang Qingyue almost thought she was going to cry.

She held Shen Yuhan's neck tightly with both hands, trying to stop herself from looking up at Shen Yuhan's expression. Her voice was exceptionally calm and rational: "Of course I know."

"I'm a concubine and shouldn't have a child with the prince."

She spoke in a sad tone, with a hint of self-deprecation.

Shen Yuhan was also thinking about this, and didn't hear the sadness and grievance hidden in her words: "If you need anything else, you can always ask the housekeeper."

"Yeah." Fang Qingyue responded sullenly.

Shen Yuhan was too busy during the day and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Fang Qingyue let go of the hand that was holding Shen Yuhan, turned over with her back to him, and tears rolled down her eyes.

She felt aggrieved, but she also knew that Shen Yuhan had done nothing wrong. For a moment, she gently stroked her belly, but she didn't know what to do.

This child is destined not to stay, so she will go to the clinic to get some medicine tomorrow.

Fang Qingyue cried almost all night. When it was almost dawn, she noticed that Shen Yuhan was gradually waking up, so she hurriedly calmed her breathing and pretended to fall asleep.

When Shen Yuhan stood up, he kissed Fang Qingyue on the cheek.

The sky was not yet fully light, so he could not see that Fang Qingyue's pillow was already wet, nor could he tell how long Fang Qingyue had been sad.

After Shen Yuhan left, Fang Qingyue cried secretly for a long time before wiping away her tears.

She applied eggs to her eyes again and again until the redness and swelling subsided a little.

After quickly getting dressed, Fang Qingyue went to the clinic to get medicine.

When I arrived at the clinic, I happened to meet a family of three who were seeing a doctor there.

"If mother puts medicine on her face, it will not look good. Will Xiaobao still like mother?" The woman who was dressed simply and elegantly looked at the child in her arms with a smile and said softly.

She had a big bump on her face, which didn't affect her appearance.

But the ointment Fang Chiyue made for her was black and had a faint unpleasant medicinal smell.

"Mom is the prettiest!" The child tugged at the woman's sleeve, his voice clear and tender. "Who dares to say my mom isn't pretty? Could it be my father?"

The woman smiled and glanced at the man standing beside her: "What if it is your father who dislikes me? What should I do?"

"Then he will find a concubine for you."

"I don't want it!" The child punched the man twice with his little fist. "No matter what kind of medicine mother applies, she is the most beautiful in my heart. If father marries a concubine, I will not recognize him."

"Of course I wouldn't dare." The man couldn't help but laugh, then said to the woman aggrievedly, "How could you speculate about me like that? You're the only one in my heart, and I wouldn't dare take a concubine. Being able to marry you is already the greatest blessing in my life."

"My wife looks the best no matter what."

The three of them were talking as if they were alone, which made others laugh.

Fang Qingyue was a little distracted when she heard the conversation between the three people.

After a while, she gently touched her belly, feeling an unprecedented sense of loss.

If the baby in the belly is not Shen Yuhan's, does that mean he has the right to live?

By then, she would be as happy as this woman, but now...

For a moment, Fang Qingyue suddenly had the idea of ​​escaping to the ends of the earth and giving birth to this child there.

Unfortunately, she quickly dismissed the idea.

Now her father has not yet been cleared of the charges. She has put so much effort into this and even put herself in danger many times. She cannot let this matter fail.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyue clenched her palms tightly.

This child must not be kept.

She calmly walked to the counter and prepared two abortion pills for herself. To ensure the child could be aborted, she even increased the amount of musk and saffron.

After packing the medicine, Fang Chiyue just finished seeing a patient and came to the counter to get her medicine.

Seeing Fang Qingyue seemed a little lost, she raised her hand and waved it in front of Fang Qingyue: "Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Why did it seem to her that Fang Qingyue's eyes were a little red?

"I'm fine." Fang Qingyue forced a smile. "Someone in the mansion has a stomachache. I'm going back with the medicine. You stay here and look after the clinic. If anything happens, send someone to notify me immediately."

Fang Chiyue still had some doubts in her heart, but she nodded obediently and said, "Okay, sister, have a good rest. I will take good care of the clinic."