Chapter 44 Ah Chu, you're pregnant.
Shen Chu turned her head and met Aunt Qiao's wide eyes. "What's wrong? Why are you so startled?"
Aunt Qiao swallowed hard and suddenly presented the scallion chicken to her.
"It really is fresh out of the oven, smell it."
The rich aroma of scallion oil wafted into my nostrils.
vomit!
Shen Chu pushed the scallion chicken out, then turned around and gagged twice more.
She breathed a sigh of relief after the sudden wave of nausea subsided.
Turning around, she saw Aunt Qiao staring intently at her.
What are you looking at?
Aunt Qiao took her hand and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Let me ask you, that time at Jingguo Temple, did you drink the contraceptive soup I gave you?"
Contraceptive decoction?
Shen Chu's heart skipped a beat.
Aunt Qiao glanced at her expression, and her voice trembled, "You didn't drink?"
Shen Chu nodded gently.
She wanted to drink, but then Pei Yuan suddenly showed up.
The guy mocked and threatened her, and then drank the contraceptive soup as if it were a tonic.
Aunt Qiao grew anxious, "Didn't I repeatedly tell you to drink it? How can you not drink it?"
Shen Chu didn't dare to tell Pei Yuan that he had drunk it, and said, "It was an accident, I was thinking of making another bowl, but I got busy and forgot."
She had planned to have another bowl after returning home, but as soon as she entered the mansion, the old lady kept pestering her to drink the talisman soup, and she forgot all about drinking the contraceptive soup.
Aunt Qiao slumped into a chair, "This is terrible, someone has really died."
"You're now a female imperial censor disguised as a man, and you're pregnant! How are you going to go on duty?"
The more she thought about it, the paler her face became. "If only I had watched you drink it back then. If your disguise as a man had been exposed, we would all be dead."
"No, we can't keep this child. We have to find a way to abort it."
As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Qiao couldn't help but slap herself again. "But this is a child's life. If we say we don't want him anymore, it would be too cruel to him."
"Aunt, calm down and listen to me." Chen Chu grabbed Aunt Qiao, who was pacing anxiously.
Aunt Qiao grasped her hand in return, forcing herself to calm down, "You speak."
Shen Chu took a deep breath. "Just because I feel nauseous when I smell scallion chicken doesn't mean I'm pregnant. Maybe I just have an upset stomach?"
Or perhaps it's the effect of the itching powder that makes me unable to tolerate the smell of greasy things.
“Yes, what you said is possible. Don’t be nervous.” Aunt Qiao thought it made sense. “We should still find a doctor to confirm it quietly.”
"But the incident at Jingguo Temple happened less than twenty days ago. Even if you are pregnant now, the doctor probably won't be able to detect it."
Shen Chu didn't know much about women's pregnancies, "How long does it usually take to confirm a pregnancy?"
Aunt Qiao thought for a moment, "It will take at least a month and a half for the pulse to become more obvious. You and that male prostitute started getting together in early April."
She sighed dejectedly, "It will take at least another twenty days to find out."
Shen Chu couldn't help but reach out and gently touch her abdomen, a vague unease creeping into her heart.
Could a life really be growing here?
She still has so much to do. What if she really gets pregnant?
She didn't sleep well all night because she was worried about getting pregnant.
She dreamt that Pei Yuan was holding a contraceptive soup, giving her a mocking look, and then tilting his head back to drink it all.
The scene shifts, and she dreams that she publicly reveals her true identity as a woman disguised as a man at a grand court assembly. The emperor is furious and orders her to be dragged out and executed on the spot.
When the cold knife was held to her neck, Chen Chu was startled awake and broke out in a cold sweat.
The rashes on my body and face subsided, and I felt much better. I no longer felt nauseous or had any more gagging.
She couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
It must be the effect of the itching powder; she shouldn't be pregnant.
Relieved, Shen Chu went to the Inspectorate.
Before even entering the scintillation chamber, I could hear voices coming from inside.
"Shen Chu was actually organizing the files, and the files were arranged much more neatly than before."
"Tch," came Sun Jingli's voice, "What can he do if he doesn't organize them? He's offended the Sixth Prince, and he'll probably be stuck organizing files in the Imperial Archives for the rest of his life."
"Sir, I don't know how he organized them. Why are there strange numbers on these files?"
"Just putting on airs. He's a bookworm; he doesn't know anything about practical matters. Hurry up, have you found the files I need?"
Shen Chu stepped inside and saw a mess on the floor.
The files she had organized the day before yesterday were all carelessly thrown on the ground.
Sun Jingli sat on the chair with her legs crossed, flipping through the search catalog she had compiled.
A minor official was bending over, searching for files on a shelf, rummaging through the documents and scattering them on the floor.
What are you doing?
Sun Jingli raised his hand and touched the mole at the corner of his eye, then smiled and said, "Oh, Lord Shen, you've come at just the right time. His Highness Prince Heng wants the land survey files from six years ago."
We've been looking for it for ages, but we can't find it. Could you please help us find it, Mr. Shen?
Although he said he would help, he still sat with his legs crossed on the chair, a provocative smile on his face.
Shen Chu raised an eyebrow. "Is Lieutenant Sun ordering me around?"
Sun Jingli's smile froze slightly. "This humble official would naturally not dare to order Lord Shen around, but you've made a mess of the files here."
"I truly cannot find it, so I have no choice but to ask Lord Shen for help."
He then ordered the clerk beside him, "Alright, stop looking. Didn't you see Lord Shen is here? Hurry up and make room for him."
The clerk casually tossed aside another file, then gestured with his hand, "Young Master Shen, hurry up, our magistrate is rushing to deliver it to Prince Heng's residence."
Shen Chu pointed her chin at the files scattered haphazardly on the ground. "Pick them up."
The clerk seemed to only then notice the mess on the floor. "Oh dear, I was in a hurry to find the files and didn't notice. I've dropped them all on the floor. I hope Lord Shen won't mind?"
Sun Jingli: "What are you talking about? Organizing files is Lord Shen's job. Why would he mind this?"
The clerk echoed him, "What you say is true, sir. Lord Shen, you should hurry up and find the case file."
If the delay is too long, and the prince blames you, Lord Shen will not be able to bear the consequences.
As for these messed-up files, Master Shen can clean them up himself after we leave.
Sun Jingli smiled maliciously: "Young Master Shen wouldn't expect us to help clean up, would he? This is your job, how could you let us do it?"
We're just here to find the case files.
Shen Chu pointed to the search catalog in his hand, "My search catalog clearly shows which shelf each file is on."
If you follow the instructions above, you won't get confused at all.
"Sun deliberately made such a mess on the ground just to embarrass me."
You mean this?
Sun Jingli shook the paper in his hand, and his hand slipped, causing the search catalog to fall to the ground.
He stepped forward, placing his foot on the search catalog, a wicked smile flashing in his eyes.
"You're right, I'm deliberately trying to embarrass you. What can you do about it?"
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