"Master!" Hongtao exclaimed, quickly coming to Jiaming's side and stroking her back to make her more comfortable.

On the dining table, a small steamed bun suddenly fell to the ground and rolled around. The next moment, with Hongxuan's worried cry of "Mother!", the chopsticks in his hand also fell to the table, just like the steamed bun.

The last main character to have breakfast, Fourth Master, was taken aback by this sudden turn of events. His brows furrowed, and he slammed down his chopsticks.

"Su Peisheng, quickly fetch a doctor!"

Su Peisheng, who had been nowhere to be seen, suddenly reappeared and responded to Fourth Master with "Yes, sir!"

He retreated hastily, turned around, and disappeared.

He didn't normally need to go personally to fetch a doctor, but since the master had specifically requested it, it was better for him to go and invite the doctor himself.

It's clear that the prince cares about Princess Guarjia to some extent, and Princess Guarjia also has the Fourth Prince, whom the prince favors. Furthermore, Princess Guarjia has a good relationship with him, and the Fourth Prince is also kind to him.

The things I bought when I went out the day before yesterday, including some for myself.

Thinking about it, he touched a wooden plaque hanging at his waist, on which his zodiac sign was engraved. When he bought it, he thought it was bought for him by the young prince, but he later found out it was bought for him.

That trip was a last-minute decision. As for Princess Guarjia, he didn't see her instruct the Fourth Prince to buy things to please her; it was definitely the Little Prince's own idea.

Moreover, he had never told the young prince his own zodiac sign. He remembered that it was once when his grandfather was teaching the young prince, using an example he had given him.

Unexpectedly, the young prince remembered this, and even just for the young prince's kindness, he was willing to run errands to find a more reliable doctor.

Hmm, the doctor who treated the young prince yesterday, I heard, is not only good at treating children, but also at treating women's illnesses.

In the courtyard where Fourth Master was temporarily staying, at the breakfast table, Jiaming vomited again.

Seeing Jiaming like this, Fourth Master's furrowed brows suddenly lifted slightly. His gaze involuntarily drifted to Jiaming's abdomen, and the corners of his mouth followed with a slight smile.

"Mother, are you sick?" After realizing what was happening, Xiao Hongxuan jumped down from the chair, which was much taller than him.

Upon seeing this, the Fourth Prince's smile vanished abruptly, and his expression turned tense. "Hongxuan!" he called out, reaching out to grab the other man, but it was too late.

Fortunately, or perhaps the Fourth Master underestimated his son's physical abilities, the chair was not low, but Hongxuan's jumping ability was not bad, and he landed steadily.

Jiaming, who had just finished vomiting, heard the Fourth Master's angry voice and couldn't help but turn around. However, she missed the scene of Hongxuan jumping off the chair and only saw him rushing towards her with a pale face.

Seeing the worry in her son's eyes, she subconsciously smiled to comfort him and reached out to receive his hug.

But in Hongxuan's eyes, his mother's face was pale, with a weak smile on her face, and she reached out to ask him to come over, which made him even more worried.

But his father was so mean; he stopped him and wouldn't let him go over to comfort his mother.

"Father!" Little Hongxuan looked up at the Fourth Master who was pulling at his collar with dissatisfaction. "Let go, I want to see Mother."

"No! If you want to watch, watch it here." Fourth Master frowned and refused, "Don't offend your mother."

Having only grasped the first half of the sentence, Hongxuan's eyes widened even further, his gaze towards the Fourth Master filled with even more displeasure. His father was so cruel and ruthless. He struggled fiercely, trying to break free from his father's hateful clutches.

Jiaming, with a pale face and a weak smile, did not miss the second half of the Fourth Prince's words. However, what did he mean by "Don't offend your mother"?

What was there for her to offend? She looked at Fourth Master with a questioning gaze, trying to discern something from his expression.

Unfortunately, she vomited again the next moment. As she vomited, she simply didn't have the energy to play the guessing game anymore.

Jiaming vomited until just before Su Peisheng returned with the doctor.

There were times when she didn't vomit, but those were brief. However, this was enough for the Fourth Master, who used the strength to carry her to the couch.

"Hongtao, keep an eye on Fourth Prince!" The Fourth Prince suddenly released Hongxuan's collar, and before Hongxuan could react, he picked up Jiaming and strode back to the bed in the room. His eyes swept over Jiaming's belly, which was undulating from time to time, as if there was a light inside.

Jiaming didn't realize that even when she wasn't vomiting, she still felt very uncomfortable, which drained her energy, leaving her with no energy to observe or pay attention to this.

Meanwhile, on Su Peisheng's side, doctors were easy to find; the Fourth Prince's visiting card was quite effective.

On the way back, Su Peisheng was fine because he was walking a little fast, but the old doctor accidentally bumped into someone.

Upon closer inspection, it was revealed to be the personal eunuch of the Tenth Prince. Su Peisheng apologized to the man on behalf of the doctor.

Upon seeing that it was Su Peisheng, and knowing that his master had recently become close to Su Peisheng's fourth son, the man waved his hand and said, "It's nothing."

Since there was nothing else to do, Su Peisheng said goodbye to the man and then hurriedly left with his men.

As for that person, remembering that his master was now paying quite a bit of attention to the Fourth Prince's residence, he went back and told the Tenth Prince about it, emphasizing Su Peisheng's urgency at the time.

Upon hearing this, the Tenth Prince's expression immediately darkened, as he seemed to imagine something.

After Su Peisheng brought the doctor in, Fourth Master composed himself and, with his usual serious expression, said, "No need for formalities, please have the doctor examine you."

The doctor nodded and came to Jiaming's side, taking her pulse directly.

The doctor was quite old, and with Fourth Master also present, there was no need to be overly cautious about it.

As the doctor held the pulse, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and he began to carefully feel the pulse.

After a while, he withdrew his hand, a smile in his eyes, and cupped his hands to Fourth Master, saying, "It seems to be a slippery pulse, but it's only been a little over half a month, so we can't be too sure. We need to wait another half a month to see."

A slippery pulse? Hongxuan, being pulled along by the Fourth Prince, blinked blankly. What was a slippery pulse? He didn't understand. Was it an illness? But it didn't seem so. He pursed his lips and looked at the doctor's smiling eyes, thinking to himself.

"Slippery pulse!" A hint of joy flashed in Fourth Master's eyes. In this era that revered having many children and grandchildren, although he already had three sons and a daughter, none of whom had died young, he was still no exception. Looking at Jiaming's belly, the corners of his mouth curled up again.

A slippery pulse?! Jiaming was both surprised and expectant. It was surprising because she remembered her period last month, and expected because she was pregnant and vomiting was normal.

However, it's a good thing that it's not the illness I imagined.

Suddenly, Jiaming recalled the Fourth Master's words from earlier. He had worried that Hongxuan had offended her. She subconsciously looked at the Fourth Master and thought to herself: How did he know she was pregnant so early? He doesn't know anything about medicine. Could it be that he gained experience from being a father and guessed she was pregnant just because she vomited?

Unaware that she had revealed the truth to Jiaming, she noticed that Fourth Master was looking at her belly, his expression shifting between joy and worry.

What's wrong, child?

She couldn't help but worry; otherwise, why would the master be worried?