"Oh right, I have some instant noodles here. Does Ya Nan want some?"
"Instant noodles? Eat, eat, eat... Waaaaah... I haven't had them for over twenty years..."
"Okay, then I'll make you a bowl of it. How about the pickled pepper flavor? I remember you used to love it the most."
"Little An'an, you're the best."
"Am I better, or is the Emperor better?" Yan An raised an eyebrow, looking at Gu Yanan with a mischievous grin.
Gu Yanan smiled, her lips curving upwards in a slightly mischievous way. "An'an, you've become naughty."
Yan An's consciousness flashed into the space, took six packs of instant noodles and some sweet and sour pickled vegetables. After soaking them in hot water, he came out of the space, and the instant noodles and pickled vegetables appeared steadily on the kang table on the chaise lounge.
"Miss, Miss, we're here." As they spoke, Bai Tao, Bai Zhi, Bai Lan, and Bai Su arrived.
"Come in." Yan An pointed to the instant noodles on the kang table. "These four bowls are for you."
"Miss Xie." The four Bai Tao sisters each placed a bowl on the table.
"Tell me, what exactly happened to Liu Ruyan?" Yan An poured himself and Gu Yanan a glass of wine, took a small sip, and said, "This Bordeaux is not bad."
"It's like this, Miss, the other day..."
That is, the day before Yan An and the others returned from the moat, because Aunt Zhao gave birth to Liu Yanyi, the only male heir of the Minister's Mansion, for Liu Youlin, the Minister also took great care of Aunt Zhao. Over the years, although she did not have a real title, she had been treated as an equal wife and dined with Liu Youlin and Zhang Shi every day.
Yesterday, just as Liu Youlin's family was having breakfast, Aunt Zhao suddenly felt nauseous.
"Yan'er, what's wrong?" Ever since Aunt Zhao gave birth to Liu Yanyi, Liu Youlin was overjoyed and called Aunt Zhao by her maiden name every day.
Seeing this scene, Zhang was all too familiar with it. Her eyes filled with hatred, and a cold glint flashed in them: This bitch!
After thinking for a moment, Aunt Zhao suddenly remembered that her period had not come for several days. She was overjoyed, not expecting that she was pregnant at her age.
"My lord, I am fine, it's just that my period has been late for several days..."
"Ah? Quick! Go and fetch the imperial physician for me."
Liu Youlin reached out to hug Aunt Zhao and carry her back to her courtyard. Liu Youlin, who was already half-buried in the ground, seemed not to have realized that his body was not as good as before, and Aunt Zhao's figure was no longer the same. He almost strained his old back when he stood up.
"Master, Yan'er is fine and can walk back."
"Yan'er, what are you saying? Do you think your master is too old? If I am old, how can I still let you have children?"
At this moment, Liu Youlin felt as young as he was, his face filled with love for Aunt Zhao.
After taking Zhao's pulse, the physician stood up and said, "Congratulations, sir! Congratulations! Zhao is pregnant, more than two months along. However, she has experienced some miscarriage. I will prescribe some medicine to help her rest and recuperate. She will need to stay in bed for the next few days."
"Good! Good! Good! A generous reward awaits." Liu Youlin seemed to remember something else, "Is this fetus healthy?"
"Don't worry, sir, the baby is fine. It's just that Aunt Zhao's health has been a bit weak lately, so she needs to rest more."
"Go down and collect your reward."
"Thank you, sir."
"Yan'er, did you hear that? We have another son. Yan Yi and Xue Ning will have a little brother. These days, you don't need to do anything. Just listen to the doctor. Later, I'll have the steward bring you some tonics. You must rest and recuperate."
"I understand, sir~" Aunt Zhao said shyly, which made Liu Youlin's heart flutter.
"Come with me, I have something to tell you." Liu Youlin looked at Zhang Shi, who was standing to the side.
The resentment in Zhang's eyes was so intense that her pupils almost popped out. How could Liu Youlin not see it? "Take good care of Yan'er. If anything happens to Yan'er, I'll hold you responsible. Also, stop looking at her with such jealousy and hatred. You can't lay eggs yourself, so you can't let others do it either."
"Rest assured, my lord, I will certainly fulfill my responsibilities as the mistress of the household."
She's just pregnant; whether she can give birth normally is still a question. After all, her drugs aren't just for show; who will know she made them when the time comes...
"Mother, is it really true?" Upon hearing the news of her mother's pregnancy, Liu Xuening rushed to Aunt Zhao's room.
“It’s true. The royal physician has come to see me, but I have a feeling that I might not be able to keep this child. That sachet has been in my room for many days now. My health is not as good as before, and now I have signs of miscarriage.”
The sachet that Zhang had placed in Aunt Zhao's room had already been discovered. Coincidentally, one day Aunt Zhao's beloved earrings fell off the bed while she was sleeping, and the servants found them when they were looking for the earrings. If it had been left until the end of the year, she would probably have lost her life.
What did Father think?
"Hmph... Your father is such a hypocrite. He even tried to beat me when I used that medicine, but now that I'm pregnant, he acts like he wasn't the same person before."
With Liu Youlin's aging body, how could Aunt Zhao possibly conceive? Each time, their sexual encounters lasted only a few moments, leaving Aunt Zhao with no interest whatsoever. Ever since Liu Ruyan was sent to the most remote garden in the Northeast, Liu Xuening seized the opportunity to find Aunt Zhao a secret medicine for her. If she could conceive a child through this, she could rise rapidly in rank and become a true concubine of the Minister's mansion.
Unexpectedly, Aunt Zhao used a secret drug on Liu Youlin that day, and the two of them became passionately aroused, as if magma were surging. Everything returned to the vitality of their youth, and that night everything got out of control.
Unexpectedly, the next day Liu Youlin felt an unusual emptiness in his body. The strange feeling made him realize something was wrong, and he almost hit Aunt Zhao. He left embarrassedly and did not enter Aunt Zhao's room for a long time.
"Mother, how about we do this..." Liu Xuening whispered her plan into Aunt Zhao's ear.
Aunt Zhao stroked her belly. She didn't want to keep the child, but that vicious Zhang Shi would never let her go.
"That's the only way. It won't be a waste of his trip. Go and call Yan Yi here. Only with Yan Yi here can your father stand on our side."
"Daughter, I'll go right away."
"My son, don't blame your mother when you get there. Blame that wretched woman!" Aunt Zhao said through gritted teeth, wishing she could tear Zhang Shi to pieces.
That night, Liu Youlin stayed overnight in Aunt Zhao's room. Late at night, Aunt Zhao was in unbearable abdominal pain. "Master, master, my stomach hurts so much!"
"Yan'er, what's wrong?" Bright red blood was flowing down Aunt Zhao's legs. "Quickly, go and call the family physician."
"Yan'er, hang in there! Our son can't be harmed!" Liu Youlin shouted at the door, "Where's the imperial physician? Get over here right now! If anything happens to my son, you'll all be buried with him!"
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