Xu Lingqing raised her hand and touched her lower abdomen, forcing back her tears. "My child, it's not that I'm heartless. If someone hadn't caused trouble today, I wouldn't have upset you."
Mother will definitely get revenge for you!
"What? The Princess Consort has gone through a miscarriage?" Zhao Zhiyan was handling internal affairs in the front hall when he heard that Xu Lingqing was in trouble. He immediately dropped what he was doing and rushed to see her.
Xu Lingqing looked at Zhao Zhiyan with teary eyes and sobbed, "It's my fault, Brother Zhiyan, please save him. He's still so young and hasn't even had a chance to see the world yet."
Zhao Zhiyan stepped forward to support Xu Lingqing: "Don't worry, there will definitely be a way."
Doctor Li knelt on the ground: "Your Highness, the Princess Consort's pregnancy has been difficult to begin with, and it is already a great feat that she has managed to keep it going until now. At this moment, only Xing Ninglu can save this child."
"Star Dew?"
"Yes, this is a miraculous medicine for preventing miscarriage, extremely precious. Otherwise, this child would definitely not have survived," Doctor Li said tremblingly.
Xu Lingqing reached out and grabbed Zhao Zhiyan's sleeve, choking back tears: "Brother Zhiyan, please save him."
Zhao Zhiyan took a deep breath: "Wait here, I'll be right back."
It's just Star Dew, he can just take it.
...
Guangjia Prince's Mansion
Song Yue was currently reading a book under the grape trellis in the courtyard. In the pavilion not far away, there was a barbecue grill. A man in black robes lifted his robes, rolled up his sleeves, and fanned himself with one hand while skillfully sprinkling seasonings on the grill with the other.
The seasonings are sprinkled on, and the aroma is released instantly.
A servant boy carrying freshly roasted venison trotted over to the grape trellis and set out a silver plate.
Song Yue sat up, picked up a slice with her silver fork, put it in her mouth, and said with a smile, "It tastes good."
Upon hearing this, a smile spread across the man's face.
Before long, Song Yue had finished eating. She rubbed her round belly and said to Yun Dong, "Let the prince come over."
"yes."
Before coming, Zhao Yunke made a point of washing his hands and changing into clean robes, afraid of offending Song Yue with the smell: "A chef from Huaiyang has come to Tianxiang Restaurant. I'll take you there to try him another day."
"Okay." Song Yue picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from Zhao Yunke's forehead.
Zhao Yunke narrowed his eyes, clearly enjoying himself. He didn't mind the leftovers on the plate and swallowed them in a few bites, showing a bit of boldness, but his eating manners remained elegant.
After the two had eaten and drunk their fill, Song Yue couldn't help but ask about today's wedding banquet. She had been waiting for most of the day before finally asking.
He winked at the servant.
The servant said, "This morning, the Eighth Prince was summoned to the palace by the Empress Dowager and impeached by the Prince of Zhennan. By the time he left the palace, it was almost afternoon. The North Garden was even more lively, with chickens and dogs running around in the courtyard. A woman even died. The news was kept very secret. When the wedding procession returned to the Eighth Prince's residence, all the civil and military officials were summoned to the palace to participate in the discussion. No one attended the ceremony. Today's wedding banquet can be described as deserted."
It's more than just deserted; by tomorrow it will definitely become the talk of the town.
Song Yue grinned.
Zhao Yunke looked at her with a doting expression: "That princess is arrogant and insists on comparing herself to others. She must be resentful because this marriage is not going well. You should calm down."
Song Yue curled her lips and snorted, "She provoked me first, giving Pei Zhao these terrible ideas. I was just retaliating."
Who told her to be so calculating?
Suddenly remembering something, Song Yue said, "Her pregnancy was already weak and couldn't withstand any shocks. With this kind of upheaval, it's very likely that she won't be able to keep the baby. Let's stay away from her for a while and not try to pin the baby on us."
It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that I feel uncomfortable.
But Zhao Zhiyan still believed it.
Just then, a message came from outside the door that the Eighth Prince was requesting an audience.
Song Yue's eyelids twitched.
"Please go to the outer hall," Zhao Yunke said.
Song Yue thought for a moment and then went along, saying, "I'm worried about you."
"He's not going to eat me, is he?"
Despite his words, he still led Song Yue to the front hall.
Zhao Zhiyan hadn't even had time to change out of his wedding clothes. He frowned as he watched the couple arrive together, his eyes darkening slightly.
"What brings you here, Eighth Imperial Uncle?" Zhao Yunke greeted him politely.
Zhao Zhiyan's gaze fell on Song Yue: "Lingqing has had a miscarriage. The doctor said that only Star Dew can save the child in her womb."
Song Yue was both amused and exasperated. Although the Star Dew had the effects of a sacred medicine, it wasn't to the point that she couldn't live without it.
At this critical juncture, is it possible that Xu Lingqing's fetus is already beyond saving?
She was probably certain that she wouldn't give the medication, right?
Song Yue opened her eyes wide and asked, "The doctor said that as long as we have Star Dew, we can save the child?"
Zhao Zhiyan nodded, already prepared to be put in a difficult position by Song Yue.
Unexpectedly, Song Yue turned to Yun Dong and ordered, "Go and get the medicine! Quickly send it to Eighth Prince."
"yes."
Zhao Zhiyan was surprised by Song Yue's quick agreement, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He swallowed hard, and the words "thank you" stuck in his throat.
"Eighth Imperial Uncle, I suggest we consult several doctors. There might be other ways to protect the pregnancy. Also, the usage of Star Dew needs to be carefully considered. Only by having two more skilled doctors assist in preparing the medicine can we be absolutely certain of success," Song Yue sincerely suggested.
Yun Dong quickly brought the medicine.
Song Yue personally handed it to Zhao Zhiyan: "This medicine was given to me by my mother. I have never used it before and do not know its effects. Just in case, I need to verify it before giving it to the Eighth Prince."
She opened the medicine, sniffed it, and even poured some out and drank it directly in front of Zhao Zhiyan, clicking her tongue in amazement: "Truly a miraculous medicine."
Zhao Zhiyan said, "I trust you, there's no need for that."
Can I trust her?
She cannot be trusted by Xu Lingqing.
"Eighth Imperial Uncle, if there's anything I can do to treat you, please let me know at any time. After all, the child is innocent," Song Yue said sincerely.
She wanted to go see it, but she was afraid Xu Lingqing wouldn't dare!
Zhao Zhiyan was both moved and gratified: "Little girl, I owe you a favor this time."
Song Yue nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Eighth Imperial Uncle, let's go quickly, don't keep Eighth Imperial Aunt waiting."
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