Late in the evening, Fang Qingyue stopped setting off firecrackers with them and instead took the maids to the kitchen to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.
In previous years, the reunion dinner was usually prepared by the cook. This year, Fang Qingyue brought her maid to help, and the reunion dinner was ready quickly.
Fang Qingyue asked someone to serve some of each dish on small plates for her and Shen Yuhan, and asked the servants to set up the rest on two tables.
When Shen Yuhan came out to eat the New Year's Eve dinner, the faces of the maids and servants in the mansion were full of joy.
"Did you make all this?" Shen Yuhan couldn't help but ask when he saw the food on the table.
"It's not all done by me. The maids also did a lot." Some of the maids' hometowns were not in Beijing, so Fang Qingyue asked them to make a lot of special foods from their hometowns.
The food on the table came from different people in the mansion, and some were specially bought by the housekeeper from Dongguang Tower in the city.
Although the quantity was not large, there were many varieties. Pile them together, it was enough for the two of them to taste.
Shen Yuhan didn't think Fang Qingyue was stingy.
In previous years, he did not eat the New Year’s Eve dinner. Most of the time, the cook would just cook something casually, and he would just eat a little bit as long as he was not hungry, and that was considered the New Year.
The last time we had a real family reunion dinner was when my mother was still alive. She asked the servants to prepare a large table of food.
Now seeing Fang Qingyue so busy preparing for the New Year, he finally felt a little soft in his heart.
While eating, Fang Qingyue specially found some plum blossom wine for the two of them to drink.
She drank so much that her white jade cheeks were stained with a thick layer of crimson, and her eyes looked wet and a little damp: "Your Highness, I wish you can have this day every year."
She said this sincerely.
Shen Yuhan's palm moved, and his heart suddenly felt hot.
He held Fang Qingyue's hand tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "I wish you a happy and happy life every year."
Fang Qingyue didn't drink often, so she got drunk quickly.
She pulled Shen Yuhan to see the plum blossoms in full bloom outside his room. The red plum blossoms were dotted with snow, making them look particularly beautiful.
Fang Qingyue leaned unsteadily in Shen Yuhan's arms, raising her head to rub his chest.
Her red cheeks were like red clouds, and her eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.
Seeing her like this, Shen Yuhan's heart suddenly moved. He picked her up sideways and walked straight into the house.
He slammed the door shut, and then from inside the room came Fang Qingyue's dissatisfied mumblings and soft cries like a cat.
Shen Yuhan held Fang Qingyue down, letting her admire the "red plum blossoms" for a whole night. By the end, the plum blossoms were in full bloom. The melting ice and snow stained the petals of the plum blossoms, making them appear even more translucent.
That night, Shen Yuhan asked for water three times, and the maid in the mansion blushed when she brought her water.
This also resulted in Fang Qingyue being unable to get up early on the first day of the new year.
During the New Year holiday, many people came to visit Shen Yuhan. Fang Qingyue knew that it was inconvenient for her to show herself in front of others, so she simply stayed in her room.
Occasionally reading medical books and taking some notes makes me feel happy.
Because she celebrated the New Year with her maids and servants, now almost everyone in the palace regards her as the hostess. Although they don't call her "Princess" in person, she has at least gained some confidence in the palace.
In the past few days, Shen Yuhan didn't have to go to the government office, so Qingyue was extremely doting on her. In addition to letting her avoid him when someone came, she was particularly indulgent towards her for a period of time.
After the Lantern Festival, Fang Qingyue found that something seemed amiss with herself.
She used to be in good health and rarely fell ill, but these past few days, she'd been feeling dizzy and lightheaded, and even moving something would leave her so exhausted she had to sit in bed for a while to recover.
In addition, she would feel nauseous whenever the food prepared by the cook was too oily or contained too much meat.
However, Fang Qingyue did not take this seriously.
During the New Year holidays, there was a lot of food stored in the palace. It was normal for people to get sick from eating some of the food if it was not stored properly.
What's more, after eating so much meat and fish during the Chinese New Year, it is a common reaction for people to feel sick of meat.
After the Lantern Festival, Fang Qingyue took Fang Chiyue to the clinic to open for business as usual.
She had not opened her clinic for a while, and many patients came to see her, most of whom had illnesses that had accumulated during the Chinese New Year.
Fang Qingyue was treating patients as usual, but unexpectedly, when she was treating one of them, she felt a sour feeling rising up in her throat. She couldn't help but vomit in the backyard.
After vomiting, Fang Qingyue took the handkerchief handed to her by Fang Chiyue, covered the corners of her mouth with her hands, and her face looked a little ugly.
Because of her nausea, she had barely eaten anything in the past two days, so she couldn't vomit anything now. But to say that she had eaten too much meat during the New Year holidays was the cause of her nausea and vomiting was a bit of an exaggeration.
Fang Chiyue still didn't know what had happened to Fang Qingyue. Seeing her like this, she hurriedly said with concern, "Sister, why don't you go back home and rest first? I'll take care of the clinic."
"I now understand simple pharmacology. If I encounter any difficult or complicated cases, I'll ask you tonight. What do you think?"
Fang Qingyue waved her hand and was about to refuse.
Unexpectedly, a burst of food aroma came from somewhere, mixed with the smell of mutton.
The acid in his stomach surged again, and Fang Qingyue lay down beside the tree for a while, almost vomiting his bile.
With things getting to this point, I'm afraid I won't be able to continue treating patients. Helplessly, Fang Qingyue could only agree to Fang Chiyue's proposal and rush back to the palace.
After she arrived at the palace, she felt more and more worried, so she simply took her own pulse.
In a short while, Fang Qingyue's face became even uglier.
When she felt her pulse, it seemed like... she was pregnant.
Thinking of this, Fang Qingyue's expression became even uglier.
It was probably because she failed to take the contraceptive soup on time when she and Shen Yuhan had sex some time ago.
Although she took the medicine on time several times afterwards, she was probably pregnant that time.
Contraceptive soup does have some effects on the body, but the contraceptive soup she specially prepared herself does not cause any harm to the body, but it will not hurt the baby either.
But if I really have a child, I'm afraid things will become even more difficult...
Now she is just Shen Yuhan's concubine. If she really gets pregnant, Shen Yuhan will probably not allow the child to be born.
She was a little flustered for a moment, and it took her a while to calm down.
Since she was already pregnant, it was impossible for her to kill the child silently.
Thinking of this, Fang Qingyue's eyes became more discerning.
She wanted to test Shen Yuhan's attitude towards the child. If he was willing to let her keep the child, she would be willing to keep the child even if she had to continue to be his mistress without any status.
But if Shen Yuhan doesn't want this child...
Fang Qingyue clenched her palms, her face looking a little ugly.
Then she would completely give up on Shen Yuhan and would never have any delusion of marrying Shen Yuhan again.
After all, she is just a concubine, and these delusions should not arise in the first place.
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