Chapter 98 Chapter 98 The Queen is Pregnant The Imperial Physician thinks the Emperor is...
The midnight snack was delivered quickly.
This man clearly said that he wanted to have a midnight snack, but the delicious food he sent to him was all Afu's favorite.
Chen Fu looked at the duplicity man in front of her and smiled helplessly.
"Come, have a bowl of white coconut milk chicken soup. I remember you used to love this the most." Yan Yu filled a bowl of it himself based on his memory of Chen Fu's preference. After handing it to her, he went to get other dishes for her, and thus missed Chen Fu's expression of resistance to the bowl of chicken soup.
Chen Fu stared at the bowl of white coconut milk chicken soup and hesitated for a moment. In the end, she didn't want to refuse Yan Yu's kindness, so she scooped up a small spoonful and tentatively put it into her mouth.
The milky white soup was carefully cooked by the chef from the imperial kitchen, leaving only the fragrance of coconut and the fresh aroma of chicken, and even the fat on the surface was skimmed off.
However, Chen Fu still accurately caught the fishy smell of chicken, and her own sense of taste and smell uncontrollably amplified the fishy smell, which made her frown, and she couldn't help but vomit lightly the next moment.
Noticing her abnormality, Yan Yu immediately asked nervously, "What's wrong? Is this chicken soup not to your liking? Or are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
Shen Fu was about to comfort him that everything was fine, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't help but retching again.
Yan Yu was completely panicked now.
While stroking Afu's back, he shouted towards the door:
"Quickly call the imperial physician!"
The eunuch at the door ran away immediately after hearing the order.
Seeing this, Chen Fu's personal maid quickly took the chicken soup away.
As soon as the soup was removed, the pungent smell disappeared. Chen Fu took a few breaths of fresh air and felt a little better.
Chen Fu rinsed her mouth with the help of the palace maid, took a sip of tea, and suppressed the nausea in her heart.
Seeing Yan Yu's serious expression, as if she had some serious illness, she quickly comforted her and said, "I'm fine. This has happened to me before. It might be because of the hot weather recently. It will be fine after a while."
Judging from what she said, this wasn't the first time. Yan Yu's eyes flicked to the serving maid.
"What's going on?"
The little palace maid trembled under his gaze, but had to speak.
"The Queen's appetite has really not been very good recently. She can't eat the food she used to like..."
Yan Yu's brows were furrowed even more than before.
"Why didn't you tell me, or call the imperial physician to come and see me?"
Little palace maid: “…”
Since the Queen Mother didn't allow them to speak, they didn't dare to say anything!
"It was I who told them not to tell you." Seeing that the little maid was almost frightened to tears by the stern expression of the emperor, Shen Fu smiled softly and spoke to help them out. "Your Majesty has been busy with state affairs recently. How can I bother you with such a small matter as mine?"
"How can Afu's matter be considered a trivial matter?" Yan Yu disagreed.
The doctor on duty at the Imperial Hospital today was an old doctor who was nearly fifty years old. His old bones were almost broken by the speeding sedan chair, but he didn't dare to complain at all. He wiped the sweat from his head and immediately got to work.
At first, the old doctor had a serious look on his face. He thought that he was called in so urgently in the middle of the night because something big must have happened, even a matter of life and death!
He was extremely alert and carefully took the pulse of the empress, who looked a little pale.
As a result, the pulse diagnosis made him shocked!
This is really a matter of life and death!
The Queen is pregnant?!
In an ordinary family, this would indeed be a great joyous occasion, but he was one of the few people who knew that the emperor had a chronic illness that made it difficult for him to pass on his legacy. Over the years, he had never given up on finding a cure for the emperor, but the results had been poor.
If he revealed that the Queen was pregnant at this time, he might be the one whose life would be in danger!
The old doctor didn't believe it and examined the patient again, but the result was the same...
Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead, and the old doctor began to reflect on why his life had been so unlucky.
Last time it was the emperor's fault, and this time the queen is making trouble again. Why are these two couples more troublesome than each other? Why does he always catch them?
He already couldn't eat or sleep well every day because he had the emperor's secret. Now he had the queen's secret. How could he live?
Oh, maybe he won't survive either.
The old doctor thought expressionlessly.
"how?"
The king's question was like a death warrant.
Although the old doctor kept wailing in his heart, he had to face the reality. The Queen was indeed carrying a little life in her belly, and he could not escape it.
Now he only hopes that the emperor will leave his body intact because of his diligence and the fact that he has worked in the Imperial Hospital for so many years.
Facing the emperor's urging gaze, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:
"The Queen is pregnant..."
After he said this, the scene fell into deathly silence.
The old doctor lowered his head, not daring to look at the color of the king's face.
After a while.
Yan Yu finally came back to his senses from the impact of these words.
"Did you just say that Afu is pregnant?"
The old doctor didn't dare to raise his head, for fear of angering the emperor. He nodded gently like a chick pecking at rice.
Yan Yu knew his physical condition and also knew that the root cause of the disease might be difficult to remove, but after he learned that Afu was pregnant, he never doubted her at all.
At first he thought the old doctor had made a wrong diagnosis. In a trance, he suddenly remembered the bottle of medicine that Yan Zhuo had given him. He took it with the attitude of giving it a try. Could it be that the medicine really worked?
After receiving the old doctor's affirmative answer, Yan Yu happily took Afu into his arms and said excitedly: "Afu! We are having a child!"
At this moment, he was as happy as a child. The last time he was so excited was on the day he married Afu.
Chen Fu was brought back to her senses by the excited voice. She recalled that her period had indeed not come for a long time. She touched her lower abdomen in disbelief and caution. There was already a little life in it?
Before she could be happy, another question came to her mind. She looked at the man with a smile that was almost from ear to ear with a confused look.
"What's going on?"
Now it was Shen Fu's turn to ask him.
Yan Yu calmed down and remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to tell Afu, so he touched his nose a little embarrassedly and explained:
"Some time ago, Yan Zhuo gave me a bottle of medicine, saying it might be able to cure my illness. I took it with the attitude of giving it a try, but I was afraid it wouldn't work. Telling you would only increase your disappointment, so I didn't tell you."
He should bear all the disappointments alone.
Only then did Chen Fu realize that Yan Yu had shouldered so much alone. With red eyes, she buried her head in Yan Yu's chest.
Wait, what did the emperor just say?
The old doctor who was eating dog food at the side was stunned. If his relatively normal hearing was correct, did the emperor cure his weakness?
So this child is really his and the Queen's?
Then can I save my life?
The old doctor was so moved that he almost cried.
"What's your expression?"
The old doctor's wonderful expression caught the emperor's attention.
"Minister, I am so touched."
The old doctor who was targeted by the emperor wiped the sweat from his forehead and tried to make himself look normal.
In fact, he didn't need to say it. Yan Yu thought about his reactions before and after and knew that the old doctor must have misunderstood.
After guessing what the old doctor had misunderstood, Yan Yu's face turned dark.
"Since you're here, please take my pulse."
Old Doctor:...It's really just a coincidence.
After taking the patient's pulse, the old doctor finally breathed a sigh of relief. The result was as expected.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! The root of your illness has been cured!"
This time he was sincerely happy about it. With the inheritance of blood, this country has hope!
Yan Yu nodded to indicate that she understood. She was not very excited about her recovery. Instead, she asked the imperial physician a lot of questions about pregnancy and the queen's previous abnormal behavior.
The old doctor answered them carefully one by one.
"The Empress is still young, so her vomiting is probably due to morning sickness." The imperial physician asked for pen and paper, then leaned over the table and wrote a prescription. "I've noticed that the Empress has lost some weight recently. This medicine may help improve her appetite."
Shen Fu quickly ordered her personal maid to put it away. In the past, she was alone and it would have been fine if she didn't eat it, but now that there was a little life in her belly, she had to take responsibility.
Before the old doctor packed up and left, Yan Yu suddenly called him.
"The Queen's pregnancy must not be spread outside."
The old doctor was puzzled. Even he had heard about what was happening in the court. Why didn't the emperor announce the news now to silence the gossips?
"Afu's baby is still young. I'm afraid that announcing it too early might attract bad people. I need to wait until the pregnancy is stable before announcing it."
Yan Yu held Afu's hand with a little force. He had to protect the one he loved no matter what.
The old doctor sighed softly. These days, it's not easy for anyone, not even the emperor. The emperor's will was final, and he had no intention of saying anything more. He bowed and left.
After sending the old doctor away, the dishes on the table had already gone cold. Yan Yu ordered the people from the imperial kitchen to bring some mild porridge and snacks. He fed Chen Fu half a bowl, and then the two of them washed up and lay down.
Yan Yu hugged the person in his arms, his warm big hands covering his flat belly, and there was a sense of unreality in his heart.
He suddenly turned over and said, "Afu, hit me."
Shen Fu couldn't help but smile bitterly, so she pinched him lightly.
"I must be dreaming, otherwise why doesn't it hurt at all?"
Yan Yu lay down again, talking to himself with empty eyes.
Chen Fu interrupted his mumbling with distress, moved closer, and gently placed a kiss with the scent of hibiscus flowers on the corner of his eyes.
"It's true, it's true, it's true."
Shen Fu kissed the man tenderly while talking non-stop.
The emperor who is cold and ruthless in front of civil and military officials also has a vulnerable side.
Yan Yu turned over and pressed Afu down, stroked her neck, kissed her back, deepened the kiss little by little, and released all his emotions in front of Afu without reservation at this moment.
He stopped when he was about to lose control. For fear of hurting the child, he didn't even dare to press hard on Afu when kissing her.
"In addition to Yan Zhuo, we also have to thank someone." Afu suddenly said.
Yan Yu immediately understood what she was talking about and agreed, "We should really thank that miracle doctor. I just don't know who he is. Let's ask him when Yan Zhuo comes back."
Both the couple were full of gratitude to this mysterious doctor.
The mysterious doctor they were talking about had just coaxed Old Lady Gu to sleep and was walking towards his own boudoir.
After walking for a while, Zhao Mingsheng returned to her boudoir which she had not left for a long time. The furnishings in the room were still the same as before, and there was no dust. It seemed that someone came to clean it regularly, as if she had never left.
Zhao Mingsheng felt as if he was in another world when he was in this room.
She was just about to pack up, take a shower and go to bed when she heard someone shout in surprise.
"Young lady!"
The excited voice was clearly Zhong Yuan's.
Zhao Mingsheng looked up and saw that it was indeed her.
"Why are you here?" Zhao Mingsheng asked in surprise.
Zhong Yan grinned, "I heard that the young lady is back. I exchanged money with someone else and wanted to come and see you."
Zhong Yuan still looked innocent and lively, but Zhao Mingsheng carefully noticed that her clothes had become those of a low-level fire-making maid.
"you......"
Zhong Yuan noticed her mistress's gaze, looked down at her clothes, and instantly understood.
"I'm now the fire-stoker in Sixth Lady's yard." Zhong Yuan didn't feel wronged, but rather had a hint of pride in her tone, "It only took me five days to learn how to control the fire!"
Zhao Mingsheng reached out and held Zhong Yuan's hand.
She still remembered that once, on a whim, she compared the size of her hands with everyone else. Zhong Yuan had the smallest hands in the whole yard, and because she had never done any heavy work since she was a child, her hands were soft and white.
But now, these hands were covered with calluses, and there was a light pink scar on the back of his hands. Zhao Mingsheng could tell at a glance that it was a burn scar left by the flames.
She felt a pang of sourness in her heart.
Although Zhong Yan was a maid, she grew up with her. After coming to her side, she had never suffered any hardship or done any rough work, let alone got calluses on her hands.
She thought that Zhong Cui and Zhong Yuan might have a hard time after she left, but she didn't expect to be treated like this.
Zhong Yuan accepted this well. After Zhao Mingsheng left, except for maids like Zhong Cui, who was originally given by the old lady and returned to her side, most of the servants in the other courtyards were assigned to Zhao Mingzhu's new courtyard.
These maids who originally served Zhao Mingsheng naturally did not enjoy Zhao Mingzhu's favor. She never allowed them to enter the house to serve. Some were sent to sweep the floor, some to wash clothes. Even Zhong Yuan was demoted from a first-class personal maid to the lowest-ranking fire-making maid.
"Would you like to come with me?"
Zhao Mingsheng held her hands tightly, looked up and asked.
When Zhao Mingsheng left the Zhao family, he couldn't even guarantee what his future would be like. If Zhong Yan and Zhong Cui stayed in the Marquis' Mansion, they would at least be able to have enough food to eat and have a decent job.
And now, she can guarantee that Zhong Yan and Zhong Cui will definitely live better with her than in the Marquis' Mansion.
Zhong Yan was slightly stunned and blinked lightly.
"Taking me away...will it cause trouble for the young lady?" She scratched the back of her head in a somewhat innocent manner, "I've been eating quite a lot lately."
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