Chapter 363
Upon hearing this, Wang Jiarong immediately frowned and couldn't help but ask, "How is His Majesty's condition?"
The fact that even courtiers were being stopped suggests the situation is not good.
Shen Qingnian shook her head: "It's not good. Jiarong, just do as I say. I will find a way to deal with His Majesty. If it doesn't work, I will ask His Majesty to return to the palace as soon as possible."
If the emperor were to fall ill, especially with a severe ailment that would make even movement difficult, and this became known to the court officials, it could potentially incite unrest, and some with ulterior motives might use it to their advantage...
Wang Jiarong understood as well. She stood up, supporting her waist, and bowed to Shen Qingnian: "Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will immediately inform the Crown Prince of this news."
"Jiarong, thank you," Shen Qingnian stepped forward, took Wang Jiarong's hand, and thanked her softly.
Wang Jiarong felt the warmth from her palm, and her eyes reddened slightly: "There's no need for thanks between us. You survived a great ordeal back then, and now that you're back, you'll surely overcome any difficulties. Xiaomin will be happy for you when she finds out the truth. If you ever need my help, please let me know."
The Imperial Concubine must have suffered a lot of injustices over the past three years.
She could hardly imagine how the Imperial Concubine, a weak woman, managed to survive outside, and how she outwitted and outmaneuvered Shen Zheng.
"It's good that you don't feel that I have deceived you," Shen Qingnian said.
The two spoke briefly in the tent before Wang Jiarong hurriedly left, wanting to inform Ye Lingzhou about the matter as soon as possible.
After Wang Jiarong left, Shen Qingnian clutched her lower abdomen and dry heaved.
"Your Highness, are you alright?" Xiaoju quickly stepped forward to pat her back.
Shen Qingnian frowned. She took the tea that Xiaoju handed her and rinsed her mouth. After a while, she said, "Go and fetch the imperial physician for me."
After saying that, her hand unconsciously went to her lower abdomen. The last time she felt nauseous was when she was pregnant with Xiao Yanqing and Xiao Shenxi...
When Xiaoju saw Shen Qingnian stroking her lower abdomen, she shuddered, then smiled broadly and said, "Your Highness, please rest. This servant will go and fetch you right away!"
Soon, the imperial physician arrived in a hurry with his medicine box. After bowing, he carefully took Shen Qingnian's pulse.
A moment later, the imperial physician said with a happy expression, "Congratulations, Your Highness! Congratulations! You are pregnant, and it has been about a month."
"Your Majesty, you are pregnant!" Xiaoju's face was full of joy.
In her view, the more children a mother has, the better her social standing will be; the saying "a mother's status rises with her sons" is no joke.
Shen Qingnian's face also lit up with joy, but she quickly suppressed the corners of her mouth. She looked at the imperial physician kneeling on the ground and said, "I have heard that the fetus is somewhat unstable in the first three months of pregnancy. There is also a saying among the people that one should not speak of it during the first three months. I beg the imperial physician not to tell me that I am pregnant. I want to tell you about it after the first three months."
It's autumn hunting season, and Song Xuan's health is also uncertain, so now is not the right time to reveal that she is pregnant.
This imperial physician was the same one who had examined Song Xuan's pulse that morning. He could somewhat guess what Shen Qingnian was thinking, so he bowed and said, "Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will keep this matter strictly confidential and will not reveal a single word to anyone else."
"Imperial Physician, please rise quickly. I am relieved to hear you say that," Shen Qingnian waved to Xiaoju. Xiaoju stepped forward and stuffed a stack of silver notes into the imperial physician's arms.
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