"You also know medicine?"

"I understand a little bit."

After Leng Qingliu read it, he shook his head repeatedly, "Sir, this is because my wife is pregnant, and the morning sickness symptoms may have transferred to you."

The Heavenly Saint Emperor was surprised, "How could this happen?"

All the civil and military officials in the court were about to drop their jaws in shock. Today was not a day for attending court, but a day for broadening their horizons and catching up on the big news.

"Is the Imperial Master mistaken?"

Everyone knows that the mother of the Secretary of the Central Secretariat is a powerful person and has an inadvertently harmonious relationship with Lan Meiniang.

That was the biological mother of the Secretary of the Central Secretariat. He could not be disrespectful to his mother, so he could only live separately and try to reduce the conflicts between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

But this still cannot be completely avoided.

The old lady sometimes missed her son, and every time she returned home to visit her son, she would always find fault with Lan Meiniang for no reason.

If the two did not have a very good relationship, how could the Right Prime Minister's sister suffer in the residence of the Secretary of the Central Secretariat?

[I'm afraid the wife of the Minister of the Central Secretariat is pregnant. I remember that his wife is Sister Xuan's aunt, and the younger sister of the Right Prime Minister.]

"Mr. Zhongshu, Mr. Right Prime Minister, good news, good news." Eunuch Xi came over with a message, "Just now, the palace sent a message saying that your wife is pregnant, and it has been a month. Congratulations, Mr. Zhongshu. You are going to be a father."

"Pregnant? Really? Really?" The Secretary of the Central Secretariat was very excited.

God knows, in these years, Mei Niang has seen no less than ten doctors and taken many Chinese medicines and acupunctures in order to have a child, but to no avail. Now it can be said that all the hard work has paid off.

"Sir, how can you ask this to an old servant? You should ask yourself." Eunuch Xi seemed a little embarrassed.

If it weren't for the unusual behavior of the Secretary of the Central Secretariat in the court today, this happy news would definitely not have been spread to the court.

It's all thanks to His Majesty for sending someone to check on Lan Meiniang in advance.

Emperor Tiansheng felt that it was extremely difficult for him to eat a melon, and he had to think of everything in advance.

"The Imperial Master is so accurate!" The Minister of the Central Secretariat hastily thanked Leng Qingliu. His stomach was still uncomfortable for a while, but he felt much happier.

It turns out that Mei Niang has been pregnant for a long time, and I just found out today! It is really a surprise.

"Leng Qingliu, how can morning sickness be transferred?" Tian Shengdi looked curious.

"I don't know about that either." Leng Qingliu lowered his head. There were some things he didn't dare to say. He could only secretly glance at Di Zian.

[Daddy, I know, ask me, ask me! My seventh brother is now in a good pregnancy condition. If a woman touches it, she will get pregnant. If a man touches it... he will absorb the woman's morning sickness.]

Isn't An Er a person who is unlucky?

Emperor Zi'an wanted to cry but had no tears.

A-Bao is the happiest now. [Seventh Brother must have secretly gone to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion last night]

Emperor Tiansheng knew what Emperor Zi'an was thinking.

It seemed as if An'er had already fallen in love with Lan Yixiuan before her luck was restored.

It can be seen that he likes Lan Yixuan, not because of her koi fish luck.

[Maybe I met Lan Mei Niang, ahem, good luck in getting pregnant in pairs]

[If I remember correctly, this morning, the Secretary and the Seventh Brother entered the palace together. The Secretary must have come into contact with the Seventh Brother. Lan Meiniang's morning sickness has shifted to her husband.]

The truth about Emperor Tiansheng has been revealed.

In other words, his son is now comparable to the God of Life?

Speaking of the God of Life, he seemed to remember that it was the God of the Wind Kingdom.

A Bao continued to eat the delicious walnuts, completely unaware of the little thoughts of Emperor Tiansheng and Emperor Zi'an.

[Seventh brother likes sister Lan, good luck with pregnancy and brocade carp, this is the right prime minister's mansion, the blessing from heaven, you have to take it steadily]

Emperor Tiansheng was almost crying with envy.

But as soon as he saw Abao in his arms, he felt relieved. Having Abao was his greatest blessing and luck.

A Bao's thoughts are still turning, [But Sister Lan has good luck, but Sister Lan's love life is not smooth, there is no love]

[Even if the Seventh Prince burns the iron tree to pieces, Sister Lan will not be moved by him]

Emperor Zi'an raised his head and looked at Abao.

Lan Yixiuan, no love?

How come?

He wanted to hear more about his sister's thoughts, but Abao didn't think about it that way.

After the court session, the Minister of the Central Secretariat entered the Prime Minister's Residence before Prime Minister Lan, "Madam, Madam!"

Prime Minister Lan, who followed into the palace, said:?

No, whose house is this?

Lan Meiniang came out upon hearing the voice, and the Minister of the Central Secretariat quickly supported her, "Madam, please be careful and take care of yourself. You are pregnant."

"Oh, it's only been a month, how could I be so delicate." The imperial physician came just now and said he wanted to check her pulse. She didn't know what was going on, and the imperial physician told her that she was pregnant.

Lan Meiniang was extremely happy. She and her husband had waited for this moment for several years, and now, their wish had finally come true.

"Ggh——" The Secretary felt nauseous again.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?"

"Morning sickness." Prime Minister Lan came over and smiled, "Sister, this pregnancy must be very good. The child couldn't bear to see you suffer, so he let your husband suffer from morning sickness for you."

He loves his sister very much. Being pregnant and giving birth is a near-death experience for a woman.

Although it may sound strange to talk about a man's morning sickness, it is harmless and bearable if he vomits for a few months.

"How could this happen?" Lan Meiniang smacked her lips, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. She glanced over and saw Lan Yixiuan walking towards her carrying something white.

"Xuan'er, what are you holding in your hand? Radishes?" Lan Meiniang was surprised. Xuan'er had transformed the small garden of the Lan Mansion into a farmland, and planted all kinds of exotic things on it.

"Uh... ginseng. It's just right. I'll give one to my aunt. She's pregnant now, so it would be best if she could nourish her body." Lan Yixiuan was generous and directly put the old ginseng in Lan Meiniang's hand.

"Where did you get the ginseng?" Lan Meiniang was surprised. Looking at the ginseng in her hand, she felt the aroma of ginseng. This ginseng seemed to be quite old.

"I dug it out from the ground in the backyard."

"I remember that we don't grow ginseng in our backyard." Lan Meiniang wondered, and Prime Minister Lan also looked confused.

He had been an official in the court for many years and had been honest all his life. If he had bought this old ginseng on a normal day, it would have cost him a lot of money.

Lan Yixuan chuckled, "I've planted them. Maybe my father and aunt forgot. I dug them out of the ground yesterday."

Lan Mei Niang was stunned, "Is this even possible?"

The Minister of the Central Secretariat came over and looked at the ginseng that was thicker than his arm. "This ginseng must be at least a hundred years old, right?"

Centennial Ginseng...

Tsk.

Several people gasped.

Prime Minister Lan’s one month’s salary, no, even two months’ salary cannot buy a hundred-year-old ginseng.

"I remember that the most valuable gift from the vassal tribes on the border to the Tiansheng Dynasty last time was a century-old ginseng." Prime Minister Lan's eyes widened. His daughter was so lucky that she could even dig out a century-old ginseng just by digging in the ground.

They had lived in the Lan Mansion for such a long time, but had never seen a single ginseng hair.

Lan Yixiuan chuckled. How should I put it? She dug more than one, a whole basket.