After offering sacrifices to the river god, the country of Luosuo did not suffer a devastating disaster as predicted by the high priest. It was just that in the early days, sinkholes of varying sizes appeared from time to time in many places, but most of these sinkholes occurred near the suburbs, so they did not pose much threat to the people of Luosuo.
Land subsidence incidents happened so often that people became accustomed to them. Wherever there was a pit, the government would fill it up in time. Life continued as usual, and people had to do what they were supposed to do, including Madam Zhao who was holding a bowl of "child-bearing formula" soup.
In fact, Shu Jiaying had reminded Aunt Zhao many times that she was pregnant and did not need to drink the "fertility formula" anymore.
Aunt Zhao had agreed to it the day before, but the next day, she turned around and happily brought a bowl of "child-bearing formula" and stood at Shu Jiaying's door.
Feeling like she was about to be driven crazy by Aunt Zhao, Shu Jiaying emphasized speechlessly: "Aunt Zhao, how could you forget again? Didn't I tell you that I'm pregnant? I really can't drink the medicine you brewed anymore."
Nanny Zhao looked at the medicine bowl she was holding with a puzzled look on her face. She asked in disbelief, "Princess Chen, didn't you just get married yesterday? How did you get pregnant so quickly?"
"You said I just came in yesterday?"
Aunt Zhao nodded firmly.
"That's right, it was this old slave who helped you down, Hua Jiao. How could this old slave forget?"
It seems that Madam Zhao's memory is still not confused enough. Shu Jiaying's ultimate goal is to make Madam Zhao forget things so much that she doubts her life, and finally expose all the things about He Xinhui amid other people's doubts. She has to work harder for all this!
Shu Jiaying gently reminded him, stroking her belly with a forced smile, "Madam Zhao, I've been in the palace for several months now. Look at the baby in my belly. It's all thanks to your 'baby-making formula'."
"Wh...what, how is it possible?"
"Really, if you don't believe me, you can ask Xiaoxue, or the housekeeper.
"Madam Zhao, I'm truly grateful that you ultimately chose our side. However, because of your defection, you've offended someone you shouldn't have. I feel deeply guilty about this situation. I'm also deeply uneasy about it."
"Princess Chen...Princess Chen, what do you mean by that?"
Shu Jiaying sighed deeply. She held Zhao Ma's hand tightly and said, "Zhao Ma, don't worry. No matter how much it costs, I will definitely cure your illness. When you recover, you will naturally remember everything."
"Uh... I never felt like I had forgotten anything, but now that Princess Jingchen has said this, I feel a lot more confused.
Prince Chen, can you explain to me what happened to me? I am..."
Feeling a little depressed, because Zhao Ma didn't understand a word Shu Jiaying said, she hit her head hard.
But this blow made Zhao Ma's body go limp due to the dizziness she felt, and she ended up falling to the ground.
Shu Jiaying smiled slightly and said to Xiaoxue, who was standing beside her waiting for instructions, "Have someone carry Madam Zhao back to her room. You can continue to light the sandalwood incense and then slowly tell her about her persecution and her final submission to the prince. If you tell her enough, these memories will be deeply embedded in her mind."
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