Chapter 232 Morning Sickness

On March 15th, Su Zhenzhen had been pregnant for two and a half months. She thought that she should eat and drink as she pleased during these days, and that the little dumpling in her belly was a loving mother.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly started to suffer from morning sickness.

Su Zhenzhen looked at the roast duck roll in her hand and smelled a strong ducky smell in her nose, which irritated her so much that she retched.

Tears welled up in her eyes instantly, the corners of her eyes turned red, and her little face turned pale as she covered her chest and lowered her head to the side.

"What's wrong with Qingqing? Gu Heng, quickly call the imperial physician!" The man's eyes were full of anxiety. He reached out to pat her back gently, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.

Su Zhenzhen was on the verge of tears. Just as she was about to speak, she fell to the side with a groan. Rong Jinchen pursed his lips tightly, his brow furrowed so tightly that it could kill a fly. "Bring me the spittoon." He scooped up the hot tea Zijuan had brought. "Qingqing, would you like some hot water?" She waved her hands feebly, tears welling in her eyes, her voice weak. "Give me the spittoon." She didn't even have the energy to reply.

After saying that, she held the spittoon and started to "yue" on his back. Rong Jinchen's eyes were full of heartache, but he could understand Su Zhenzhen's feelings. He certainly knew that she didn't want to be seen in such a miserable state in front of her lover. Now she was very upset and wondered why she had let her get pregnant?

"Where's the imperial physician? Why hasn't he arrived yet?" His voice was cold, and the low pressure that lingered around him seemed to be able to freeze someone to death. Lu Wu was a little trembling, but she still bravely replied: "Your Highness, I will go and ask him." After saying this, she walked away quickly.

Rong Jinchen looked at her weak figure, feeling a dull pain in his heart. He quickly stood up and looked at Su Zhenzhen. He sat beside her with her back to him without any disgust, "Qingqing, are you still feeling uncomfortable? The imperial physician will be here soon." If the physician didn't come soon, he wanted to go and fetch him himself.

Su Zhenzhen spat out all the food she had eaten, and the spittoon was taken by Qingshuang. She looked at Zijuan who was about to wipe the corner of her lips, but the man cleverly grabbed the corner of the handkerchief and naturally snatched it to wipe her lips.

She didn't even have the energy to tease Rong Jinchen about observing his male ethics, and she couldn't help complaining: "Little Tangyuan, don't you love your mother anymore? It's so painful, I haven't eaten yet, wuwuwu..." Tears kept flowing, and it felt like a nail with barbs had entered Rong Jinchen's soft heart, tearing at him back and forth and making him feel so painful that he wanted to die. Just when he was about to say something, he began to retch.

Su Zhenzhen was startled. "Husband, what's wrong with you?" Could he have been infected by her?

Gu Cheng and Gu Heng each carried a royal physician, and they came back quickly. The royal physician was carrying a rosewood box, and before he could even stand firmly, he was pulled inside by Gu Heng and Gu Cheng.

"Hurry up! The princess is not feeling well and His Highness is very worried!" Gu Heng's voice was also filled with anxiety.

The director of the Imperial Hospital subconsciously shuddered. It was all over. The past ten days he had spent in Prince Yan's Mansion were the most comfortable days he had ever had. It was not as scary as in the palace.

Now, even a place as impregnable as Prince Yan's Mansion is involved in things he can't listen to?

As a result, as soon as they entered the room, they saw the princess sitting weakly on the chaise longue, while the prince began to vomit into the spittoon.

Imperial Physicians Gu Heng and Gu Cheng:???

Is there something wrong with lunch?

The director of the Imperial Hospital hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should check the pulse of the princess first or that of His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan.

Although His Majesty said that the Princess Consort is the most important, it is His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan who His Majesty has loved and cared for since childhood.

Jiang Tao, the imperial physician of Prince Yan's Mansion, was very smart and subconsciously walked towards the princess. Lu Wu considerately placed a handkerchief on the princess's snow-white and delicate wrist, and Imperial Physician Jiang took her pulse.

The director of the Imperial Hospital's eyes flickered slightly, realizing what he should do in the future. Meanwhile, His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan also waved away the spittoon with a pale face.

The two imperial physicians were both highly skilled in medicine. They carefully examined the lunch that His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan and His Royal Highness the Princess had, but they spent an incense stick of time and still could not find the cause.

So much so that facing the cold face and low pressure of His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, the director of the Imperial Hospital and Imperial Physician Jiang were trembling with fear, walking on thin ice, and dared not speak, as if they were mice seeing a cat.

"Speak, are you mute? Why is Qingqing feeling uncomfortable?" He could put his own reasons aside for now. Rong Jinchen was a little nervous, fearing that Qingqing had been ambushed by someone.

At this time, the director of the Imperial Hospital and Doctor Jiang looked at each other and were about to speak when Su Zhenzhen vomited again.

Rong Jinchen was about to get up, but he also vomited...

Gu Heng and others frowned. The Prince of Yan's Mansion was under his tight control. There must be no spies from other families, and it was impossible for them to break into the Prince of Yan's Mansion and take action.

After all, they are not risking their lives. If they dare to touch their prince, are they really not afraid that His Majesty will punish them with the entire clan?

At this moment, Doctor Jiang thought of the symptoms described in a certain eccentric notebook. He whispered to the director of the Imperial Hospital: "Director Wu, do you think this is the legendary telepathic disease?" This was a fabrication by him. Forgive Doctor Jiang for his inexperience. How could he know that there were really cases in the world where men suffered from morning sickness because their wives also had morning sickness?

He originally thought that the author of the manuscript was exaggerating and that such a symptom did not exist in the world.

The director of the Imperial Hospital was looking at His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan and the Princess Royal. He didn't dare to speak. Doctor Jiang seemed to understand, "It seems so, but I don't quite understand either." After His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan and the Princess Royal were cleaned up, Doctor Jiang said, "Reporting to His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan and the Princess Royal, I see that you two have no symptoms of accidentally ingesting food, and your pulses are also healthy." Rong Jinchen's thin lips had lost their color, and he looked at him indifferently. Su Zhenzhen had no strength left, and her eyes were filled with tears as she leaned on the man's shoulder.

Doctor Jiang saw the oppressive look in the eyes of His Royal Highness Prince Yan and continued calmly: "Your Highness should be suffering from morning sickness, which is a symptom of morning sickness in women. And I have seen His Royal Highness Prince Yan's symptoms in a doctor's notebook." Su Zhenzhen forced herself to be alert, "Doctor Jiang, what's wrong with my husband?" She was so anxious to know that she didn't care that she was out of energy.

Rong Jinchen held her hand tightly. "Don't keep me in suspense. Speak." He looked at Doctor Jiang with a slightly cold voice. Doctor Jiang was not afraid at all. He added: "It must be that His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan loves the Princess so much that they are in tune with each other. He can't bear to see the Princess suffer from morning sickness, and his body has also experienced the same reaction as the Princess. There are only a few couples like this in the world. If I didn't know that His Royal Highness loves the Princess, I wouldn't dare to make such an inference." The head of the Imperial Hospital was thinking that this person had a bright future. This kid was so good at talking.

Su Zhenzhen's pupils shrank slightly. "What?" Although she had seen this in novels, she hadn't thought of this for a moment. Rong Jinchen seemed to be thinking about it. He nodded and said, "How to treat Qingqing's morning sickness?" He only cared about this at the moment. As a grown man, how uncomfortable could morning sickness be? Qingqing was so delicate and frail, how could she bear it?