Huai'an Meng Changjiu

September is a good time to eat crabs. Huang Yaya ate two hairy crabs at noon that day. She found the taste very fishy. In the afternoon, she felt sick to her stomach and kept vomiting. Huo Weixi immediately asked Ruomei to ask the housekeeper to call the imperial physician.

Ruolan looked at the vomiting Madam and asked tentatively, "Could Madam be pregnant?"

As a woman, she understood this sentence immediately. If it was based on the plot, the number of times and frequency they did it, it was indeed very likely. But why did she feel such pain in her stomach?

Huo Weixi was filled with disbelief when he heard this, and after a while he excitedly asked, "Madam, is this true?"

How could she know? She had never been pregnant before! She was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat. Huo Weixi placed her on the jade couch on the side and let her lie in his arms. He gently rubbed her belly with his hands. Huang Yaya kept rolling around in pain. Seeing Huang Yaya so uncomfortable, Huo Weixi was so distressed that he almost cried.

After an agonizing wait, the imperial physician finally arrived. After taking Huang Yaya's pulse, he asked what she had eaten that day. Ruomei, standing by, replied, "Madam had two milk cakes and a bowl of tuckahoe and lily porridge in the morning. At noon, she had two crabs, a small portion of pork elbow, a few slices of greens, some lotus root slices, and a small portion of rice. She also drank some Yunling white tea."

"Madam, you are physically weak, and you have eaten too many raw and cold foods that are difficult to digest. Crabs, for example, are very cold." The imperial physician answered seriously.

"Why are you so weak? Didn't you recover after taking care of yourself?" Huo Weixi asked anxiously.

The imperial physician hesitated for a moment and said, "Madam's health has indeed improved before, but this..."

Seeing that the imperial physician was still hesitant, hesitating and wanting to say something but not saying it, Huo Weixi urged, "Why is that?"

The imperial physician continued, "May I ask if the Marquis and his wife have been having sex too frequently? Essence is stored in the kidneys and controlled by the heart. Excessive intercourse can easily lead to a loss of essence and blood. The Marquis has practiced martial arts for many years and is naturally strong, so there's nothing wrong with him. Although the wife is fine now, but..."

Hearing this, even the usually serious Huo Weixi felt a little bewildered. He quickly coughed a few times and said, "Okay, I understand."

Huang Yaya felt extremely embarrassed that this kind of boudoir matter was talked about in public. She wished she could knock herself out. Her stomach was already hurting, and now she felt a headache too.

"I will prescribe some medicine for Madam to take to recuperate. However, Your Majesty, please control the frequency during this period."

Huo Weixi hesitated to speak. Huang Yaya wanted to know what it meant to control the frequency and what frequency was considered normal.

"It's best not to do it more than five times in ten days." The imperial physician seemed to see that the two people wanted to ask but didn't dare to, so he added.

What the hell! How could she have kidney deficiency? Isn't kidney deficiency something that only happens to men?

In the past few nights, Huo Weixi had been avoiding her like the devil. Whenever she wanted to kiss him or put her face close to him, he would just avoid her and say, "Madam, listen to the doctor."

"I just kissed you." Huang Yaya said unwillingly.

"I'm afraid my wife can't control herself, and I'm even more afraid that I can't control myself."

…

She drank bitter medicine for seven days in a row, and only when the imperial physician said she was much better did Huo Weixi let her touch him.

But it's pretty standard, not as lively as before.

Huang Yaya has been feeling particularly restless these past few days, but Huo Weixi is being uncooperative. Feeling aggrieved and helpless, she asks, "Don't you like me anymore?"

Seeing her questioning expression, Huo Weixi hugged her, kissed her on the forehead, and said tenderly, "My dear, how could I not like you? Even if you ask me to give you my heart, I would be willing to do so."

"Then why are you so reluctant to touch me now?"

They say that when you like someone, you can't suppress your physiological reactions. She was lying next to him now, their distance was so close, but he was indifferent.

"I don't have any, the doctor said..."

"What did the imperial physician say? The imperial physician said, it's been almost a month."

Huo Weixi was about to open his mouth to explain when Huang Yaya continued, "If you hate touching me so much, then go sleep somewhere else. Don't sleep in the same bed with me."

Huang Yaya thought that the other party would obey obediently, but she didn't expect him to just get up and leave.

She was so angry that she couldn't sleep that night and even felt like crying.

The next morning, while Huo Weixi was in court, Huang Yaya planned to go out for a walk, preferably to a music hall with male musicians. After all, she had had enough of staring at Huo Weixi's face every day!!!

When Ruomei asked if she wanted to take Mili with her when she was leaving the house, Huang Yaya refused. Why should she hide it? She could just go out openly.

She asked Ruomei curiously, "There are male musicians in that place."

Ruomei replied somewhat reluctantly, "They are available at Zuihualou."

"Then let's go to Zuihualou."

Zuihualou's performances are divided into public performances and private performances. The so-called public performances are to sit in the lobby and listen together, while private performances are to designate one or more musicians to perform alone in the private rooms.

Huang Yaya chose a good private room and asked the owner to invite the top three male musicians there.

Although these three musicians are not as good-looking as Huo Weixi, they are also elegant and handsome.

Ruomei quickly pulled Ruolan aside and whispered, "I'm going back to the mansion to report to the Marquis. You must keep an eye on the Madam here and don't let her out of your sight. If anything happens, we'll be in big trouble."

Ruolan nodded heavily. Seeing this, Ruomei walked to Huang Yaya and said weakly, "Madam, I don't feel well. I want to go home early."

Huang Yaya nodded and told her to be careful on the road.

These three people, one plays the piano, one plays the flute, and one plays the guzheng, and they cooperate with each other very well.

Hearing that Zuihualou had the best wine in the entire capital, Huang Yaya asked Ruolan, "Ruolan, could you please get some wine for me?"

Ruolan stood there, not daring to move. Seeing this, Huang Yaya planned to go by herself. Ruolan stopped her and said nervously, "Madam, please don't move around. I'll be back soon."

The wine here lived up to its reputation; it was indeed delicious and sweet. Before she knew it, she had finished a jar, so she asked Ruolan to get two more. She would drink while she could, and she would not leave until she was drunk.

Ruolan came in with wine, followed by not only the anxious Ruomei, but also the cold-faced Huo Weixi.

Seeing Ruolan bringing back two more jars of wine, she stood up and took them.

The music was melodious and pleasing to the ears. Huang Yaya continued to drink wine. Huo Weixi said angrily, "You've heard enough. Let's go home."

Home? How could Huang Yaya have a home? Her grandmother's home had long since disappeared when she passed away. Or was it her parents' home? That was Huang Zijian's home, and she was just a guest.

Soon, the two jars of wine were finished, and she asked Ruolan to help her get more. Ruolan looked at Huo Weixi, and only after seeing him nod did she walk out.

Drinking to dispel sorrow only makes sorrow worse. Huo Weixi also drank with her. She didn't know how much she drank, but she felt her face getting hot. Then she heard Huo Weixi ask, "My wife, let's go home!"

Huang Yaya looked at the blurry figure in front of her, which looked so familiar. She said drunkenly, "What wife, who are you? What home are you going back to? I don't have a home."

Ruomei said with some guilt: "My Lord, Madam..."

Huo Weixi said coldly: "It's okay, Madam is drunk."

After saying that, Huo Weixi picked her up, buried her face in his chest, and walked out.

This person smelled so familiar. Huang Yaya felt a little uncomfortable being held. She twisted her neck and suddenly she seemed to see a familiar figure. She couldn't remember what the name was. Her mind was like a paste at this time. She murmured, "I think I know that person."

"What was his name? Let me think..."

"Ruomei!" Huo Weixi shouted, suppressing his anger.

Ruomei immediately folded a green silk scarf and covered Huang Yaya's face with it.

"What is your Majesty doing?" Prince Ning asked in a teasing tone.

"Prince Ning, my wife is drunk." Huo Weixi said in a somewhat tough tone.

"Your Madam's face, the Marquis is taking really close care of it!"

"My Lord, I'm going back home first."

Watching Huo Weixi's departing figure, Prince Ning sighed, "What's wrong with him today? Why is he so angry?"

The servant beside Prince Ning jokingly said, "I heard that the wife of the Marquis of Pingnan ordered three male musicians, and the Marquis was furious."

Prince Ning fanned his hand and said smugly, "That's really interesting."