A Strong Constitution Means She Can Bear Children? The Saber-Wielding General Instantly Turned into a Sweet, Dutiful Beauty

"Alright, Sister Murong, stop fooling around with her."

Shen Ling'er walked up to her and gently touched Zhen Meili's arm with the handle of her medicine spoon.

"How can you tell how many babies a woman has in one pregnancy? Multiple pregnancies are more stressful and harmful to your health; they're definitely not a good thing."

Murong Xue quickly looked away, pretending to listen very attentively, and even nodded.

"Yes, of course we can't do anything reckless."

Three is too many, one will do for now!

The first child should be a son, then a daughter. The son will learn knife skills from her, and the daughter...

Daughters can also learn to use knives.

Su Yao chuckled, scrutinizing her now straightened back. " Murong, weren't you just complaining that she was talking nonsense?"

Murong Xue straightened the scabbard.

"Her words may be rough, but she praised my martial arts background, so it wasn't entirely wrong."

Lin Qingdai stood beside her, originally intending to shield her from Zhen Meili, but after hearing this, she withdrew the sword she had extended in front of her.

You certainly know how to pick the good things to listen to.

Murong Xue ignored her, only lowered her head and loosened one buckle of her belt, then felt it was too loose, so she tied it back. Her hands were busy going back and forth twice, and even she felt awkward about it.

The charcoal brazier was so hot that it made people feel hot. It was cool when I was standing by the door just now, but now it was unbearably hot.

She looked towards Gu Moran, who finally put down his teacup and was waving at her.

"Come and sit down. Standing there with your sword reminds me of the military drill ground."

Murong Xue had just taken a step when she heard Liu Ruyan chime in from the side.

"Why don't you choose her tonight, Your Highness? That way, in a few years the younger one will be able to train at the military training ground."

Though the words were spoken lightly, Murong Xue understood them perfectly. She nearly tripped over the hem of her skirt and quickly used her scabbard to brace herself.

Zhen Meili didn't notice anything amiss and even moved aside.

"That's right, don't just stand there; even if the land is good, you need to cultivate it more."

At this moment, Murong Xue finally found her somewhat agreeable.

I used to think that she was wearing her sheepskin vest inside out, which was improper.

Looking at it now, it's actually quite neat.

That's how you have to work in the workshop, so you don't have to drag your sleeves around.

General Zhen's daughter may have a sharp tongue, but she's quite good at judging people.

She walked to the edge of the couch, but didn't sit down immediately. Instead, she picked up the corner of the blanket that had slipped off Gu Moran's lap. Her fingers touched the back of his hand, and he gently grasped hers.

" Xue'er, why are you suddenly being so considerate?"

Murong Xue exerted force on her hand, wanting to slap him but not really wanting to, but everyone in the room was watching, Yun Shuyue forgot to eat her melon seeds.

Normally, I could get away with just yelling at someone, but saying that again today would be too tactless.

If she becomes the empress, she can't be brandishing a knife and shouting orders every day.

She lowered her voice, trying to speak more softly.

"Don't just keep drinking your tea, Younger Sister Ling'er's medicine is getting cold."

Gu Moran held her hand tightly, a smile appearing in his eyes.

"Oh? Xue'er, what's gotten into you? I'm only able to hear you urging me to take my medicine today; I guess I have to thank Miss Zhen that."

Murong Xue's ears burned.

Shen Ling'er approached with a tray in hand; the medicine bowl was still steaming, and the bitterness was even stronger than before.

Murong Xue quickly got up. In order to become the empress, she was willing to do the task of feeding medicine without having to draw lots.

Su Yao is good at managing the accounts, Xie Wanqing is good at handling household affairs, she's healthy and can take care of others—what's wrong with her?

Although Gu Moran likes to mess around and has too many tricks up her sleeve.

But how can that hardship compare to the importance of the eldest son?

"Give it to me."

Murong Xue reached out to take the medicine, Shen Ling'er, supporting the bottom of the bowl, didn't put it down immediately. "It's just been warmed, it's hot, don't be in such a hurry."

Murong Xue quickly changed her grip, the warmth of the bowl's rim touching her palm.

But he didn't bother to let go; he simply picked up the medicine spoon and, mimicking what he was used to seeing, gently stirred it.

All eyes in the room were on her, but no one spoke.

Murong Xue straightened her back even more and sat down on the edge of the couch.

"Your Highness, it's time to take your medicine."

Gu Moran looked at the medicine spoon being offered to his lips, first smelling the strong bitterness of the medicine.

Then he saw Murong Xue straighten her shoulders and raise her wrists much higher than usual, and he finally couldn't hold back the laughter that he had been suppressing.

When she brought him the medicine, she would just shove the bowl into his hands and say, "Drink it."

Today, however, they are being handled with the same caution as if they were escorting military supplies.

She clearly took Zhen Meili's words to heart.

Gu Moran out and pressed down on the back of her hand, pushing the medicine spoon down.

"You scooped it too full; it'll overflow down the collar later, and then you'll have to pay for this dress."

Murong Xue looked down at the full spoonful of medicine, immediately poured the extra medicine back into the bowl, scooped out another half spoonful, blew on it to cool it down, and then presented it to Gu Moran.

She was very serious in her movements, her brows furrowing as if she were inspecting the arrowhead.

"It can't be too hot, and it can't be too cold. It's a bit tricky, but I can manage."

Gu Moran opened his mouth and drank it down, the bitter taste spreading along the back of his tongue. Murong Xue quickly reached for the candied fruit dish, smiling obediently.

"I'll still have to take care of the children in the future, but I'm not afraid of the hard work."

Su Yao had just closed one side of the copper coin box when her finger stopped on the other side, and she couldn't close it for a long time.

Xie Wanqing raised her handkerchief to cover her lips, Liu Ruyan took the tray from Shen Ling'er's hand, turned her back to the couch, and her shoulders were already trembling slightly.

Gu Moran suppressed a laugh, took the candied fruit handed to him by Murong Xue, and slowly took a bite.

Murong Xue moved the medicine bowl closer to herself.

"Don't drag it out. If you feed me half a bowl of medicine by evening, the medicine will be completely neutralized."

"Don't let it interfere with our important business tonight."

She realized she had spoken too quickly and immediately softened her voice.

"What I mean is, my husband just needs to focus on taking his medicine; I'll take care of the rest."

Zhen Meili listened attentively, nodding repeatedly, her hands crumpling the blueprints in her hands.

"I knew it! People with a good foundation are efficient at everything, even administering medicine has its methods."

Lin Qingdai stood by the doorpost, sword in hand, and glanced at the empty scabbard beside her.

"Her entire strategy revolved around the medicine spoon."

Murong Xue did not turn around.

She has decided today not to argue with Lin Qingdai.

If I become the principal wife in the future, I can no longer argue with people with a knife like before. At the very least, I need to show the people in the mansion that I am composed.

She smiled and picked out the best-colored candied fruit from the dish, placed it next to Gu Moran, and then wiped the edge of the dish with a handkerchief.

Gu Moran looked at the spotless plate and felt an urge to laugh even more.

Just moments ago, everyone was gathered around him discussing the principal wife and the eldest son, but after Zhen Meili finished speaking, Murong Xue had already started arranging her schedule, wiping dishes, and taking care of the children.

Before the phoenix crown even appeared, she had already set the rules.