Ning Yu no longer cared.

Because she was already a little advanced in the pregnancy, Ning Yu looked plump and smooth, with skin as clear as snow, and her whole body exuded a maternal glow.

"By the way, I might be pregnant with my third child."

Ning Yu had long noticed that her belly was incredibly large, and he quickly confirmed it when he took her pulse just now.

Since Ji Yun learned that Ning Yu was pregnant, he looked up a lot of information and realized that for a woman giving birth is equivalent to losing half her life.

Now Ning Yu is pregnant with her third child, which is extremely dangerous.

Ji Yun was worried and not at all happy. He immediately asked someone to call the imperial physician.

Ning Yu was not worried. With the pills produced by the system, there would be no pain during childbirth, and the birth canal would return to normal.

But she still needs to pretend.

The imperial physician came hurriedly with his medicine box. Although it was already winter, his forehead was covered with sweat.

He's used to it.

Ever since the concubine became pregnant, the prince would summon the imperial physician to see the patient whenever there was any sign of trouble, fearing that something might have gone wrong.

If the concubine gave birth to a boy, she would surely rise to great heights in the future.

The imperial physician examined the patient as usual, then raised his eyebrows and congratulated, "Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and congratulations to the Concubine. The Concubine is pregnant with her third child! Truly rare!"

Ji Yun already knew it, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his voice was filled with deep worry.

"Can the concubine avoid danger during childbirth?"

The imperial physician shook his head. "Your Highness, since ancient times, women have had to go through the gates of hell when giving birth. To prevent the fetus from growing too large, the concubine should reduce her food intake..."