Chapter 15 Contraceptive Pill? How utterly foolish!
Ji Qingrong was both ashamed and anxious.
In order to win Lu Juan's heart, she abandoned her dignity and reserve as a mistress and used every trick in the book in bed.
Even so, despite having sex almost every night, she still didn't conceive and instead developed symptoms of yin deficiency and excessive internal heat.
She bit her lower lip tightly, then released it, her tone helpless.
"Fifth sister, I won't lie to you, when my elder brother went on a mission to Southern Chu, I specifically asked him to find a local doctor who specializes in treating infertility. I've seen all the famous doctors in Lin'an City."
By sheer coincidence, they found their fifth sister.
"Big sister, do you believe me?" Ji Qingwu asked.
Looking into Ji Qingwu's bright eyes, Ji Qingrong had some doubts, but she still nodded.
Ji Qingwu observed her complexion and calmly analyzed, "Elder sister, your constitution does indeed need careful conditioning, but besides this, there is an even bigger problem in your pulse."
Ji Qingrong's heart tightened, and she asked urgently, "What is it?"
"Big sister, do your hands and feet always feel cold during your period, yet you are unusually afraid of heat and always crave cold foods? And when your period is about to end, do you also experience prolonged bleeding for several days before it completely stops?"
Seeing that Ji Qingwu had explained her symptoms clearly, Ji Qingrong nodded seriously.
"That's exactly right."
Ji Qingwu said, "I suspect that he may have accidentally taken some kind of drug that damages his foundation."
Upon hearing this, Qiao's expression changed drastically.
Who would dare to be so bold as to drug the Crown Prince's wife?
Upon hearing this, Ji Qingrong's expression became even more unpleasant, and her beautiful face instantly dimmed and lost its color.
Seeing her reaction, Ji Qingwu realized that Ji Qingrong probably didn't take the medicine herself; she was aware of it.
Qiao noticed this and quickly asked, "Qingrong, have you taken any medicine?"
Ji Qingrong, her lips pale, said, "Mother, I once took contraceptive pills for a year."
Avoid pills? !
Madam Qiao was shocked: "Qingrong! How could you be so foolish!"
“When I first got married, I was still young. My second sister-in-law told me that she had a difficult childbirth and suffered a postpartum hemorrhage, and almost did not survive. I was really scared, so I went to the old doctor at Qingchuntang and got a contraceptive pill.”
Qingchuntang was the most famous medical clinic in Lin'an City, possessing countless rare and precious medicines.
Ji Qingrong also knew that this medicine should not be taken indiscriminately. She explained, "The old doctor assured me that this pill contains nourishing ingredients and will not harm a woman's body. Moreover, I have heard that many noble ladies have used this pill."
Mrs. Qiao tapped her head with exasperation and said angrily, "Now look what's happened! You've ruined your health. When you were able to have children, you didn't want to, and now that you want to, you can't. What can I say to you! This is tantamount to destroying your own foundation!"
"There won't be any problems with this medicine. I investigated it very thoroughly beforehand," Ji Qingrong said stubbornly.
The eldest daughter, Qingrong, has always been able to make her own decisions since she was a child, rarely making mistakes. She is also good at applying what she has learned to other situations, and she does an excellent job in reviewing accounts, drafting lists, and managing the household affairs. Qiao Shi has always trusted her very much.
But this also fostered a "quietly doing big things" mentality, and he was not used to consulting with others about anything.
Madam Qiao was so worried that there were deep lines between her brows. She said sternly, "Qingrong, why didn't you go home and discuss it with your mother? You just ate those dumplings on your own whim, and you've been eating them for a whole year."
Faced with Qiao's accusations, Ji Qingrong began to waver.
But she knew that if she told Madam Qiao about this, her mother would definitely not agree. She would only advise her to give birth to the eldest son as soon as possible so that she could gain a foothold in the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion.
However, she had difficulty conceiving, and she never expected it would be because of the contraceptive pill.
But it's too late to regret it now; she can only place all her hopes on her fifth sister.
Meeting Ji Qingrong's earnest gaze, Ji Qingwu said gently, "Big sister, don't blame yourself. Since ancient times, women have been walking through the gates of hell when giving birth. It was right for you to find a way to prevent pregnancy when you weren't prepared."
"Fifth Sister..." Ji Qingrong's eyes reddened again.
Actually, she felt terribly guilty. If she hadn't been so dramatic, she wouldn't have ruined such a good hand.
As the wife of the heir apparent, unable to produce an eldest son, she could only watch as her mother-in-law used the excuse of having no heir to send one woman after another into the heir's household. Although she had used her influence to win over Lu Juan, what about the future...?
Mrs. Qiao sighed deeply: "Xiao Wu, is there any hope for your eldest sister's illness?"
Ji Qingwu asked, "Big sister, do you have any leftover contraceptive pills? I'd like to identify their ingredients."
"Yes." Ji Qingrong thought for a moment and said, "I didn't use them all. The remaining pills are in a box in the cabinet in my room where I keep my dowry. I didn't bring them with me."
"No rush, I will go to the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence in person tomorrow."
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.
Ji Qingwu sent Qiuqiu to Anjuyuan and asked Qiao Shi and Granny Li to take care of her.
She sat in the carriage that Qiao had prepared for her and headed to the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence. She leaned against the carriage wall and closed her eyes to doze off. Suddenly, she heard the neighing of a horse, and the carriage came to an abrupt stop.
Her head slammed into the sedan chair with a thud.
Ji Qingwu opened his eyes, covered his head, and asked, "What happened?"
Coachman: "Fifth Miss, someone has stopped the carriage."
Before she could react, the carriage curtain was suddenly and rudely pulled open.
The person's eyes lit up when they saw her, and they exclaimed with delight, "You must be Fifth Sister!"
Ji Qingwu frowned as he sized up the lecherous man in front of him, who was dressed in a dark blue brocade robe and had a white jade flute hanging at his waist.
They stopped her carriage on the street and even lifted the curtain of her sedan chair, showing absolutely no manners.
Seeing her glaring at him, Ji Changyan chuckled awkwardly, "It's me, I'm your third brother."
Ji Qingwu was better off not knowing; knowing only made him angrier.
Ji Changyan's absurd act of stopping a woman's carriage on the street without being invited would be widely known. If word got out, people would say that the Ji family was ill-mannered, and in this world, the women of the Ji family would also be the subject of gossip.
"Fifth cousin, long time no see." A cheerful voice came from behind Ji Changyan.
Ji Changyan lifted the curtain and turned around, saying, "Your Highness, you are truly a prophet. You recognized the carriage as belonging to the Ji family immediately and even guessed who was inside."
Prince Yong stood beside the carriage, his wicked gaze fixed on Ji Qingwu's face, then slowly slid down to her waist.
Today she wore a moon-white brocade jacquard silk outer skirt, which was so flowing that a ribbon embroidered with pale blue lotus flowers was tied around her waist, with pointed ends hanging down her sides.
Ji Qingwu ripped the curtain off Ji Changyan's hand, blocking that cloying gaze.
She said coldly, "Your Highness Prince Yong, Third Brother, I have other matters to attend to and time is short, so I will not keep you company any longer."
Ji Changyan was surprised to see that his newly returned fifth sister dared to disrespect him.
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