As for Tang Zhuyun, when she took Xiu'er's pulse, she was all smiles at first, but her expression quickly turned to surprise and disbelief.
Xiu'er: "Your Highness, could it really be that you're pregnant? This servant... this servant was just asking casually..."
Good heavens, did this surprise come so unexpectedly?
She was prepared to bother the Empress every three days until, after counting the days, it became completely impossible.
But on the very first time, it happened?
Tang Zhuyun said slyly, "Tell me honestly, did you two do that before you got married?"
"No," Xiu'er pouted, "It's mainly Song Jingyang won't agree!"
That man was so conservative; he waited until they were married and in the bridal chamber before daring to make a move.
"Your Majesty, is it really true?" Xiu'er couldn't help but smile, looking down at her flat stomach, and then she smiled again.
Tang Zhuyun withdrew her hand and said, "Don't worry, it won't run away. If it does, I'll give you one in return!"
"Even if you have to compensate me, you should at least have something to offer!" Xiu'er said. "You should also stand up for yourself. I'll help you nurse the young master later."
Tang Zhuyun's gaze swept over her chest, and she puffed out her chest. "I think I'm older than you."
"Big is useless, only those who provide milk are mothers!"
Tang Zhuyun: I'm already big-breasted and have no ambition, how could I possibly have big breasts but no milk?
Xiu'er: Really, maybe you're just for show.
Tang Zhuyun disagreed. "If that's the case, then Nanxing should have exploded in value?"
Xiu'er laughed, "She's no good. I have the advantage!"
Tang Zhuyun: How come everyone else can't be big or small, but you can?
"My mother has great breast milk!" Xiu'er said. "My mother gave birth to three children, and her breast milk was excellent every time..."
"Wait!" Tang Zhuyun interrupted her, "When did your mother have three children? How come I didn't know?"
Xiu'er said, "I'm the only one left. I had an older brother who died when he was three; and a younger sister who died when she was only a month old."
Tang Zhuyun was shocked.
Xiu'er replied, "Your Majesty, this is quite normal. Don't think it's because my family is poor. Of His Majesty's eight princes, you know, two are gone! And that's only after they were eight years old; those who died before eight haven't even been counted."
The emperor had eight sons who lived, but six of them died young.
This is already royalty, enjoying the best medical care.
The original owner of this body was in a daze and had never paid attention to these things; Tang Zhuyun had never encountered such terrifying infant mortality rates since she arrived.
For a moment, she was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.
Should she consider developing a pediatric specialty?
The topic suddenly went from being casual to very serious.
However, because of the joyous news of Xiu'er's pregnancy, Tang Zhuyun quickly returned to the topic of pregnancy.
"Please don't ever try to reach for those shelves to wipe them again," she said. "Just be quiet! A little dust is fine. If you really can't, I can wipe them myself, okay?"
You can't clean it properly.
Tang Zhuyun: "... I can! For Song Jingyang's sake, I have to clean it properly."
Xiu'er: "Are you saying this because you're upset that Song Jingyang hasn't been punished by the Prince?"
Tang Zhuyun laughed heartily and pulled her to sit down. "Sit properly. For the next two months, you'll be under close protection."
Xiu'er muttered under her breath, "What's the use? It's not like it's laying golden eggs."
But as she spoke, her eyes were full of laughter, and she couldn't help but touch her lower abdomen.
There, a little Doudou is starting to sprout!
Song Jingyang will be very happy to know.
Tang Zhuyun teased her, "It's much more precious than a golden egg, why don't you hurry up and write a letter to tell Song Jingyang?"
"No, I won't tell," Xiu'er said. "Let's wait until the child is stable and he's settled in Qingzhou. What's the use of him worrying so much? He can't help and just frets for nothing."
After a pause, Xiu'er said shyly, "Why am I so pathetic, getting nervous already?"
She knew perfectly well that the Princess Consort was a rare and exceptional physician, but the thought of giving birth and the child growing up made her feel somewhat panicked.
Tang Zhuyun smiled and said, "Of course I am a new mother. But don't worry, I'm here for you!"
"Don't worry, I'm at ease!"
Tell Xiu'er to go back and rest early, while Tang Zhuyun continues drawing her design under the lamp while waiting for Prince of Jin.
It seems she still has a lot to offer here.
She's alone and her abilities are limited, but what if she took on more apprentices?
Or even, open a medical school?
These are not difficult to achieve in the future.
She was clinging to the powerful Prince of Jin.
With higher positions come greater responsibilities; hopefully, she won't disgrace the time travelers.
--I traveled through time not to become an empress, but to make a small contribution to the progress of this era.
What's the point of competing with others for a man, even if you succeed?
Originally, since she loved him and he loved her, it was only natural for them to be together.
Tang Zhuyun felt only sorrow at having to strive for things that are taken for granted.
But medicine is different; it can save lives and change society.
The candle was dripping hot tears, and the candle flames were bursting from time to time. Tang Zhuyun picked up her pen and wrote and drew, feeling as if the blood flowing in her veins was getting hot.
The Prince of Jin of Jin in the palace, however, was rather cold.
My heart is cold.
He ran into Lord Yan just as he went out to change his clothes.
The Prince of Jin glanced at him again, even though they were both shrewish women.
He thought that they both had a happiness that outsiders couldn't understand, and that they were kindred spirits to some extent.
Unexpectedly, Lord Yan spat from afar, turned his head, and left!
There were also officials who were on good terms with Lord Yan, and upon seeing this, the latter hurriedly stepped forward to explain to Prince of Jin.
Only then did the Prince of Jin realize that Lord Yan, with whom he had never had any dealings, wanted to avoid contact because he felt that the Prince had disrespected his birth mother.
Lord Yan was a very rough man, but he was extremely filial to his mother.
One reason he had such deep feelings for Madam Yan was that when he left home, she took care of her Madam Yan until their deaths.
Therefore, he looked down on the Prince of Jin.
The Prince of Jin didn't care what others thought of him, but he was still heartbroken because Xiao Wu was misunderstood.
Unexpectedly, this was not the end.
A little while later, as Lord Yan was toasting others, he passed by Prince of Jin and coldly said, "Even if I die, I will never beg you!"
This time, the Prince of Jin was completely baffled.
I didn't fucking make you beg me!