Chapter 13 has a new map.

"The royal physician should also examine Consort Cao."

Yinzhen frowned as he looked down at the figure below, but Consort Cao looked up in alarm and waved her hands repeatedly, "Your Highness, I just ate something bad. I'll be fine after I go back and rest. There's no need to trouble the physician."

Yinzhen did not budge, and seeing the imperial physician so close at hand, Cao Qinmo had no choice but to resign herself to handing over her wrist.

Before long, the same congratulatory voice rang out again—"Congratulations, Your Highness, this noble lady is nearly four months pregnant."

Cao Qinmo felt utterly hopeless. Her face ashen, she secretly glanced at Nian Shilan, who was still standing in front. Seeing Nian Shilan's gaze, which seemed to be coated with poison and pierced with cold light, she resignedly closed her eyes.

She had concealed everything perfectly. She had planned to wait until after the birthday banquet, when Nian Shilan was in a good mood, to quietly tell her that she was pregnant. She was confident that Nian Shilan would protect her and let her give birth to the child.

But the fishy smell that came from somewhere made her lose her composure, and now when she tried to smell it carefully, she couldn't smell it anymore.

No one noticed that the imperial physician had quietly slipped out of the hall.

At this moment, Nian Shilan felt an urge to smash everything in the hall; her anger was burning fiercely. Especially when she met Yixiu's ambiguous gaze, her anger almost reached its peak.

But when she met the prince's smiling eyes, he was so happy that he drank several extra cups of wine. Nian Shilan had to force herself to force a smile, even though she knew it must look terrible. She lowered her head and refused to look up again.

It's unclear what kind of willpower she possessed that allowed her to endure the birthday banquet.

Needless to say, the things that were smashed and broken back in the palace were not spared this time. What was unusual was that even Consort Cao's room was not spared.

The events at the birthday banquet were already astonishing enough, but now two princesses are pregnant. It's likely that few people in the entire household will be able to sleep soundly.

That night, something even bigger pulled everyone out of the house.

"Quickly, summon the imperial physician! The Princess Consort is having a nightmare!"

In an instant, candlelight illuminated every courtyard in the Prince's mansion, and figures moved constantly between the courtyard walls.

After settling Hongzhao and Hongjin in, Lü Yingfeng hurriedly dressed and put on her clothes before coming out. Xuexin supported her closely as they walked anxiously to the door, where they encountered the equally hurried Feng Gege. The two of them stepped into the courtyard together.

The commotion outside was quite loud, and Hongzhao had long been awakened. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, calculating the time in his mind.

The item he redeemed from the system a month ago was the Nightmare Cheat Device, which could be active for up to a month. He originally planned to use it on Yixiu when his mother's pregnancy was about to be exposed, so that she would be unable to take action for a while.

This would mean that all the power in the mansion would fall into Nian Shilan's hands. Now that Kangxi is seriously ill, it's only a matter of time before her father ascends the throne, and the mansion needs a female head to manage things. If Nian Shilan were to take power now, the first thing Yixiu would do once she recovers would be to share power.

When the two women started fighting, Mother had a chance to develop her own strength and catch her breath.

But the timing was so coincidental that it was now up to his mother to decide how to continue this drama.

As expected, Lü Yingfeng did not disappoint her beloved son.

On the third day after Jianqiu arranged for the concubines and princesses to attend to her during her illness, Lü Yingfeng lived up to expectations and "fainted," just in time for the prince to be at the mansion.

Now that she has given birth, Lü Yingfeng is even more beautiful. Her porcelain-white skin shines brightly, and her eyes are full of spirit. Coupled with her straightforward and unassuming personality, as well as her pair of adorable twins, Yinzhen is increasingly fond of her and wants to be with her. Although he was very tired after hearing about this, he rushed over to see her.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Lü Yingfeng, who had already woken up, leaning against the chaise longue, with the royal physician kneeling below her. Both of them looked quite well, and Yinzhen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did you suddenly faint? Is it because you've been working too hard lately?" He lifted his robe and sat down sideways, leaning towards Lü Yingfeng.

She smiled gently without speaking, took Yinzhen's hand and slowly moved it to her stomach, gently shaking it. Her eyes gleamed mischievously at the man before her, and she let out a soft, sweet "Hmm?"

Following her force, Yinzhen leaned forward, feeling the warm skin beneath his palm. He gently stroked it a couple of times, and the slightly raised sensation appeared in his palm.

His usually deep eyes lit up with surprise, and he gripped Lü Yingfeng's hand even tighter—"Ying'er, when did this happen? We're having another baby?"

Seeing his happy expression, Lü Yingfeng couldn't help but feel joy as well, her watery eyes curving like crescent moons.

"The physician said it had been almost five months, but everything was normal, so they didn't notice anything."

When the royal physician saw the prince looking at him, he quickly bowed his head and said, "Your Highness, that is indeed the case. She fainted today because she was a little tired. The princess is in good health and doesn't even need to take any medicine to prevent miscarriage. She will be fine after a few more days of rest."

Yinzhen nodded upon hearing this—"Yes, Ying'er has always been healthy, even when she was pregnant with Hongzhao and Hongjin..."

Perhaps thinking of the several dangerous situations he had faced and why he had almost lost the children, Yinzhen felt a little guilty, and awkwardly touched his nose before saying, "The Princess Consort needs help day and night. Even if she is healthy, she shouldn't be pushed like this. She doesn't need to go to take care of her anymore."

Now is the crucial moment when the final outcome will be decided, but Yixiu has fallen ill at this time, and his condition has not improved in the past few days.

Now, with one patient and three pregnant women afflicted, the household is in constant turmoil, both inside and out. The household cannot be without someone in charge.

He had originally intended for Ying'er to assist Shilan, at least to stabilize the hearts of the people in the household, but Ying'er was now pregnant...

Then this burden can only fall on Shilan's shoulders.

He made his decision and, to avoid any unforeseen complications, went to Nian Shilan's place that very night. The next morning, the news that Consort Nian was in charge of the household spread throughout the Prince's mansion.

Nian Shilan felt she had finally vented her anger from her birthday. In high spirits, everything in the courtyard seemed beautiful. Even when she learned that Lü Yingfeng was also pregnant, she simply replied indifferently, "I know," without suppressing the smile on her lips.

After all, in her opinion, Lü Yingfeng, who spoke up for her frankly, was much better than those two scheming bitches who were trying to steal her thunder.

However, how terrified Xu Gege was, and how Cao Gege sat there until dawn, were things that no one else could help her with.

Life in the Jade Hall was peaceful and uneventful, truly like a paradise.

It was in this peach orchard that Hongzhao experienced a change in his identity.

He is no longer the Fifth Prince of the Yongqin Prince's Mansion; now he has become the Fifth Prince in the Imperial Palace.

The day the imperial edict was issued coincidentally was also the day Yixiu's nightmare headache was completely cured.