Chapter 381 The Indifferent Man
The more Song Mingzhen thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
She hasn't had her period for several months, and the local doctor said it's normal.
The stool finally came, but the amount was small, and it didn't look healthy at all. The court doctor couldn't explain why.
She didn't even think of changing doctors. How stupid of her.
The imperial physician was quickly summoned.
But when he took Song Mingzhen's pulse, his expression became solemn.
Song Mingzhen observed his words and expressions and had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Doctor Zhang, if you have something to say, just tell me straight away. I can handle it. It can't be a terminal illness, right?"
"Princess, the prince was kind to me in the past, so I'm going to tell you the truth." Doctor Zhang sighed, "I'm afraid you won't be able to have children in the future."
"What did you say?" Song Mingzhen said in disbelief, "I suffered a lot during childbirth. But the doctor told me at the time that I should be fine after a few years of rest."
"Excuse me for being blunt, but have you been taking birth control pills in recent years?"
"Yes. But it has been stopped for several months now. Could it still have an impact?"
"Yes. Contraceptive drugs cannot be taken long-term, otherwise it will easily lead to infertility." Doctor Zhang said, "The medicine the princess used must be too strong, so..."
When Madam Huo heard this, she panicked. "Doctor Zhang, is there any way to remedy this? The princess is still young and wants to have a son. No matter how much it costs, just ask."
"It's not about money," said Doctor Zhang. "I'm really powerless. Princess, please seek help from someone else."
"Ask for another help?" Song Mingzhen, after being shocked, was now surprisingly calm. "Please tell me the truth, is there any possibility?"
"Probably not."
"Thank you, Doctor Zhang. Madam Huo, please see the guest off for me."
Song Mingzhen's voice was calm, even with a hint of the usual reserve and aloofness that a princess should have.
She sat there with her back straight, as if what Doctor Zhang had just announced was just a trivial matter like what the weather would be like tomorrow.
Nanny Huo looked at her worriedly, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something, but she was frightened by Song Mingzhen's eyes that had suddenly lost all warmth.
His eyes were empty, like a field ravaged by a snowstorm, with only frozen silence left.
Madam Huo's heart ached, and she dared not say anything more. She could only bow and usher in Doctor Zhang: "Doctor Zhang, please come this way."
The moment the door closed, Song Mingzhen's straight spine seemed to be hit by an invisible hammer and collapsed instantly.
She leaned forward, and her elbow hit the cold rosewood table hard, making a dull sound.
Every word of Doctor Zhang's words just now exploded clearly in his mind, roaring over and over again - "I'm afraid she can't have a child", "The contraceptive medicine is too strong", "There's nothing I can do", "The possibility is not high"...
It’s not “no problem recuperating” or “taking a few years to recuperate”, it’s “can’t have children”! It’s “not very likely”!
The huge sense of absurdity and cold despair were like a surging tide, instantly drowning her.
"Hehe...hehe..." A shrill and desperate laugh escaped uncontrollably from her clenched teeth.
She had always thought that she was too disdainful to have children, not that she couldn't.
Unexpectedly, she had lost the chance to become a mother again long before.
Now, she is extremely disappointed with Song Chenghuan. Seeing Zhang Heyao rising rapidly, she needs a child to stabilize their relationship and to comfort her heart broken by Song Chenghuan. Then fate tells her, no, you have no chance.
She is so ridiculous.
"Princess! My princess!"
After sending the imperial physician away, Madam Huo stumbled back and saw Song Mingzhen looking distraught and in tears.
Madam Huo was so frightened that she fell to her knees at Song Mingzhen's feet, hugging her cold and trembling body tightly, tears streaming down her face. "Don't scare me, old slave! There is always a way out. Let's find another imperial physician, the best one! The imperial physician in the palace! There must be a way!"
"Okay." Song Mingzhen said, "Let's find another imperial physician tomorrow, and also ask around for any good doctors among the common people. Oh, Doctor Hu, the one Lu Qiniang knows!"
"Princess, are you sure you want to go find a doctor outside? Is he reliable?"
"I'm going to try." Song Mingzhen clenched his fists, veins bulging on the back of his hands. "I won't give up, Mammy, I won't give up!"
She doesn't believe in karma, she believes that man can conquer nature!
In the evening, Zhang Heyao came back, and Song Mingzhen was just like before, chatting and laughing with him, without showing any sign of emotion.
Zhang Heyao knew clearly that she had had a big fight with her daughter in the mansion that afternoon, and also knew that she had asked Doctor Zhang to come home, but he did not ask any more questions.
Song Mingzhen couldn't hold it in any longer.
She knew, Zhang Heyao knew.
She hoped he would ask a question, even if it was just a question.
But no.
Zhang Heyao now treats her as politely as before, but with less intimacy.
She finally couldn't help herself and said, "The court doctor is old and a little confused. I want to change him."
"Then let's change one." Zhang Heyao said, "You decide on family matters."
"Okay. You, you are quite busy?" Song Mingzhen was making small talk again.
She had never imagined that one day she would be in front of Zhang Heyao, hoping for his mercy.
"It's the end of the year, and the Ministry of Revenue has started sorting out its accounts again." Zhang Heyao frowned, "Things are getting complicated. Don't accept anything from anyone sent to the mansion recently. It's best to be cautious."
"Okay. Don't worry, I know what's going on."
"Um."
Song Mingzhen wanted to say something, but when she saw Zhang Heyao's face that showed that she didn't want to talk more, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
After Zhang Heyao took a shower and changed his clothes, he read a book for a while and then lay down.
Song Mingzhen reached out and touched his chest, with obvious implication.
"Mingzhen, I'm tired." Zhang Heyao said, "The affairs of the court have already made it beyond my ability."
"I didn't mean that." Song Mingzhen put his face against his shoulder, "I just feel a little uncomfortable today. Yaolang, am I really that bad?"
"Don't let your mind wander. Go to bed early."
Song Mingzhen felt a chill in his heart.
It wasn't like this before.
As long as she frowned, Zhang Heyao would immediately come to tease her and make sure to make her happy.
But now, she had already told him so clearly that she was in a bad mood today, but Zhang Heyao was too lazy to ask another word.
This is the man she stole.
This is her retribution!
There were no hysterical accusations, but a dead silence, like the dust had settled. There were no chaotic arguments, no heart-wrenching questions, only a deeper, more complete despair, like invisible vines, tightly entangling her from the inside out, suffocating her. But everything she desired, like the flowers and plants outside, withered silently.
Everything she wanted—his gaze, his concern, a husband she could rely on, a child to continue her bloodline, a stable spring of her own—was like the flowers and plants outside the window in the cold winter, silently withering and dying in an unknown corner, without even a sigh.
All his strength and hopes for the future were completely exhausted by the imperial physician's verdict and his perfunctory "hmm", leaving only endless, bone-chilled desolation.
Can she still look forward to a spring with blooming flowers?
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