His expression changed so quickly that De Shun could not ignore it.
"Doctor Chang, what's wrong?" De Shun asked, puzzled.
If the Crown Prince were to see Physician Chang joyfully taking the pulse of his concubine, he would surely be displeased.
Physician Chang, looking refreshed, said, "Chief Steward De, there may be a great joyous occasion at Yuqing Palace."
"What are you talking about?" De Shun's mind was still reeling from Yinreng's angry roar.
"When a woman is pregnant, she often becomes picky about food and experiences nausea around two months into her pregnancy." Doctor Chang beamed with delight.
If he could diagnose a pregnancy, Physician Chang could foresee how much reward he would receive.
The Crown Prince's first child, how precious, practically a golden nest.
De Shun was captivated by his confident expression, and her anxious heart was quickly calmed.
In the South Courtyard, Tong Wanyan's eyes were filled with tears, and she couldn't even swallow her saliva.
"Master, what's wrong with me?" Tong Wanyan had an idea in her mind, but she didn't know whether she should say it or not.
Yinreng squatted down beside him, wanting to get closer but not daring to go over.
"Master, Physician Chang is here!" De Shun shouted at the top of his lungs before he even reached the door.
Yinreng's expression brightened: "Xiao Yan, the imperial physician has arrived."
Xia Zhu and Chun Que quickly placed a screen in front of Tong Wanyan and hurriedly invited Physician Chang in to take her pulse.
Everything went as Physician Chang had predicted; his two small mustaches twitched up happily.
"Congratulations, Your Highness, and congratulations, Consort! Consort is pregnant, probably in about two months," Physician Chang said with a beaming smile.
Yinreng laughed so hard his eyes disappeared. In his eyes, Tong Wanyan seemed like a porcelain doll, untouchable and unapproachable.
Judging by the timing, she must have gotten pregnant during that shameless encounter in the study.
Exhausted from being tormented by Yinreng, Tong Wanyan momentarily forgot to drink the contraceptive soup.
Xia Zhu and Chun Que didn't approve of her using contraception in the first place, so they naturally didn't remind her since they rarely saw her forget about it.
"Imperial Physician Chang, is there anything I should be careful about?" Yinreng's heart raced with anxiety at the thought of how he had just been pinching Tong Wanyan's belly.
This was the first time that Physician Chang had been asked by a man what he should pay attention to when his wife or concubine was pregnant.
He was stunned for a moment, then replied carefully, "Your Highness should be more restrained. Especially during the first three months after the birth of your concubine, you must not act rashly."
Yinreng understood and said, "I understand. You are an old imperial physician in the palace, and your ancestors have spent three generations in the Forbidden City. You know what you should and shouldn't do. Go and investigate the concubine's affairs, and make sure that nothing goes wrong."
Chunque led Doctor Chang away with light steps, her spirits high and her fighting spirit full.
The concubine is about to have a child, and they will not allow her to suffer any mishap.
Granny Ling was appointed to a critical mission and stood like a guardian deity at the entrance of the South Garden, accompanying Imperial Physician Chang to inspect whether there was anything unclean in the South Garden.
Moreover, she has a sharp eye and will never let go of anything that is even slightly inappropriate.
Surprisingly, the South Hospital, which is known for its strict management, managed to find nothing that could be detrimental to the pregnant woman, thanks to the combined efforts of the two.
Apart from the cheese ice bowl that Tong Wanyan secretly hid.
When Emperor Kangxi and the Imperial Noble Consort learned of the news, the Imperial Noble Consort's dejected face instantly regained its radiance.
She was unwilling to accept that the women of the Tong family only received posthumous glory; she wanted the Tong women to not only be honored after death, but also to be showered with love and affection while they were alive.
They said the Tongjia clan rose to power by relying on women's skirts, but she was determined to show them that the women of the Tongjia clan were capable.
“Cousin, Consort Tong is pregnant. Please don’t let her come to take care of me. I understand what you mean. Although I get along well with this child, she is not a magic pill to save my life. Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you. I am not a coward who is afraid of death.”
The Imperial Noble Consort looked at Kangxi tenderly, changing her address to the one she used to call him when he was a child.
Cousins, childhood sweethearts, how wonderful.
It's a pity she was born too late to be with her cousin through thick and thin, and that Hesheli and Niohuru took his heart.
Women are very petty; once they fall in love, they want everything, not just favoritism.
Even if you give me more than you can give to others, I still don't want it.
The Imperial Noble Consort's pride was well hidden, so well that Emperor Kangxi was never aware of it.
Emperor Kangxi cherished her gentleness and generosity, and even when he was seriously ill, he still thought of others.
"She is your cousin, and she was only granted the title of Consort because of you. So what if she is pregnant? Does that make her more precious? I want you to get better. No one else is as important as you," Kangxi said coldly.
The Imperial Noble Consort sneered inwardly. When had Tong Wanyan ever obtained her position as a secondary consort because of her? It was clearly Tong Qinian who fought his way through the army and risked his life to win it.
"Cousin, you look much better. The folk remedy of 'bringing good luck' still works. The Second Princess's fate is incompatible with yours, which is why her full-month celebration gift was useless. Look how good you look now." Emperor Kangxi personally got out of bed, took out the Eight Treasures Mirror, and looked at the Imperial Noble Consort's face.
The Imperial Noble Consort nestled in his arms, gazing intently at the smiling woman in the mirror.
She was only in her thirties, her appearance still youthful and delicate; illness couldn't diminish her beauty. However, her eyes looked so weary.
"I will listen to my cousin." The Imperial Noble Consort did not want to argue with Kangxi any further.
Her Chengqian Palace is very large. When Tong Wanyan comes, she will simply not let her get close, so it won't cause any trouble.
Yinreng was holding Tong Wanyan, deeply regretting his actions: "If I had known you were pregnant, I wouldn't have said anything to Father Emperor. Now that Father Emperor has issued the decree, you are healthy, but you have no choice but to go. If you catch a disease, how can I face you?"
Tong Wanyan held her stomach foolishly, and at this moment she looked somewhat like Tong Ruita.
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