She found that her period had not come and was several days late. Her period had always been regular and rarely delayed.

A thought came to my mind, is she pregnant?

Last time, after Ye Zelin made a joke, she stopped using contraception.

If she really gets pregnant, she will give birth.

Hua Fushu grabbed his wrist and took his own pulse. After a long time, he switched to his other hand, but he still couldn't feel a slippery pulse.

She was very confident in her pulse-taking skills. If she didn't feel a slippery pulse, it was either because the pregnancy was still early and the pregnancy pulse was not obvious, or she was not pregnant.

Hua Fushu was a little disappointed, but she quickly put that disappointment behind her.

Two or three days later, Hua Fushu took her own pulse again. Unlike the previous few days, this time she felt a vague pulse, like a slippery pulse.

Hua Fushu was slightly happy and wanted to confirm it again, so she took her own pulse. She felt it for a long time but could not feel any pulse similar to a slippery pulse. Instead, she found that she was lacking in qi and blood.

Well, she must have overthought it.

It's only been a short time since she last used contraception, how could she get pregnant so quickly?

At night, Hua Fushu told Ye Zelin that she might be pregnant.

Ye Zelin looked at her flat belly and asked, "Aren't we avoiding pregnancy? Can't you confirm?"

Hua Fushu smiled awkwardly, "Anyway, I can't diagnose a pregnancy pulse, so I'm not necessarily pregnant. It could be that I'm experiencing a lack of Qi and blood, which is causing my period to be delayed."

Although the big thing is still undecided, Hua Fushu does not want to tell Ye Zelin about not abstaining from having children for the time being. What if he still insists on abstaining from having children?

"That's possible. I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some blood-replenishing food tomorrow to replenish your qi and blood," said Ye Zelin.

They use contraceptives after every incident, so Hua Fushu shouldn't get pregnant.

In fact, when Hua Fushu told him that she might be pregnant, he was a little excited. It would be great if she was really pregnant.

The two did not continue to talk about this topic.

The next day, the kitchen sent food to Guanju Pavilion to replenish qi and blood.

After eating several meals of food that replenished qi and blood, I was able to replenish my sunflower water, but my menstrual flow was not heavy.

She was surprised to find that she felt a slippery pulse again, just like the first time, which seemed to be there and not there.

She thought she might be pregnant.

However, as the menstrual period ended, the slippery vein that was almost invisible also disappeared.

The master had told her before that a woman showing signs of pregnancy might not necessarily become pregnant successfully. It is also possible that she could become pregnant successfully but miscarry the baby within a short period of time, or even not notice it and think that her menstrual period is irregular.

There are various uncertain reasons for miscarriage in early pregnancy, and some women may lose their babies in the early stages of pregnancy.

She might be in that situation.

Thinking this way, Hua Fushu was not sad about the child who might have existed but was unfortunately lost.

Ye Zelin knew about this situation and his reaction was similar to Hua Fushu's.

Assuming that existence is real, it only means that this child is not destined to be with them.

Ye Zelin did not allow Hua Fushu to go out, and asked him to rest at home for a few days. The kitchen would deliver every meal of qi and blood-replenishing food to Guanju Pavilion.

…

Crows fly and rabbits run, dusk goes and dawn comes, and it is already the beginning of June.

Shangshu Ling's Mansion, backyard.

Mother Yun picked up a bowl of ice cream and placed it on the pearwood low table. "Madam, the ice cream is here. Please try it."

"Um."

Mrs. Huaping, dressed in a sky-blue summer gown and gently waving a round fan, called out to her youngest son and Jun'er, who were playing sepak takraw, "Liu Lang, Jun'er, come over and have some iced yogurt."

Xiao Liulang heard his mother's words and handed the sepak takraw ball to Yun Chu, who was standing beside him. "Brother Jun'er, let's go eat some ice cream."

Juner raised his dusty hands and said, "Xiaoliu, our hands are dusty. My mother said we have to wash our hands before eating."

Xiao Liulang hid his hands behind his back and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to wash."

Madam Hua Ping said, "Xiao Bao, your brother is right. If you eat without washing your hands, your stomach will hurt."

Only then did Xiao Liulang obediently follow Jun'er to wash his hands.

Two children sat aside, grunting as they ate the cool and sweet cheese.

The little ones were enjoying their meal. Mrs. Huaping ate some cold yogurt to cool off, and occasionally looked at Xiao Liulang and Juner.

The method of making this ice cheese is very simple. Put the milk in a pot and boil it, skim off the milk skin, then mix the boiled milk with fermented glutinous rice and filter it. Steam it for about a quarter of an hour, place it in ice until it solidifies, and finally add honey, preserved fruits, etc. before eating.

Bingsuru is indeed an excellent dessert to relieve summer heat. It is sweet, soft, icy and refreshing. It is often sold in sweet shops in Beijing.

"Jun'er, would you like another bowl?" Mrs. Huaping looked at Jun'er and asked.

Jun'er and her son Xiao Liulang were studying in the same school. Xiao Liulang kept asking Jun'er to come to his house to play, so Madam Zhang had no choice but to send Jun'er to the Shangshuling's house to keep Xiao Liulang company.

Juner stood up and said, "Madam, that's not necessary. Juner has just recovered from his illness. My mother, uncle, and master told me not to eat too much cold food. Juner must listen to them and not eat too much cold food."

After hearing Jun'er's words, Madam Huaping did not ask the maid to serve more ice cream. However, Xiao Liulang wanted to have another bowl, but Madam Huaping said that he was young and had a delicate stomach, so she did not allow him to eat more.

Soon, Madam Yun came to Madam Huaping's side and said, "Madam, someone has come from the palace. It's Eunuch Zhang, the eunuch who serves His Majesty. His Majesty has summoned the Lord to the palace."

Madam Huaping lowered her eyelids and said lazily, "If you want to enter the palace, then go to the palace."

Whether that dead guy enters the palace or not has nothing to do with her, right?

Mother Yun whispered in Madam Huaping's ear, "Madam, Dongrong, who is with the master, just came over. His Majesty summoned the master to the palace. It seems to be related to Miss Pingting."

Madam Huaping was slightly startled. "Pingting? Is it really related to Pingting?"

Mother Yun nodded and quickly comforted Madam Huaping, "Don't worry, Madam. Whether it has anything to do with Miss Pingting or not, we'll know when the master returns."

"Pingting, my Pingting..." Mrs. Huaping murmured.

Pingting was her youngest daughter. After she was forced to marry into the Tubo Kingdom, she never heard any news about Pingting again.

If there was anything in this world that worried her, it was her little daughter who was far away in a foreign country.

Someone from the Bao family came to pick up Jun'er.

Madam Huaping came back and paced anxiously, and from time to time she sent her maid to the gate to see if the Shangshu Ling had returned.

It was not until late in the evening that the Minister of Chancellery finally returned home.

The Minister of the Chancellery went directly to Madam Huaping's courtyard.

As soon as Madam Huaping saw the Minister of Chancellery, she hurried forward and asked, "My husband, is His Majesty summoning you to the palace related to Pingting? How is Pingting doing in Tubo? Is her husband treating her well?"

For a mother, the people she cares about most are always her children.

The Shangshu Ling's eyes darkened, his furrowed brows unfurling throughout the entire chamber. He found a seat, looked at Madam Huaping, and sighed, "Pingting's husband, Prince Yaxi, passed away a month ago. In Tubo, it's customary for the younger brother to inherit the throne, and the son to inherit the throne. The Tubo King has sent a letter, hoping that Pingting will follow Tubo's old customs and remarry him as his concubine."