"Wait a minute." The princess absorbed the first news with surprise on her face, "I'm pregnant?!"
Her statue-like handsome eyebrows gathered together, struggling with this matter.
"Yes." Tongzi didn't know why, "So do you want to abort it?"
If you want to knock it off, I can leave now that I have collected my magical power.
Princess Quiyla frowned and stared at Tongzi, "Sir, are you saying that I am not suitable for pregnancy?"
"No, no, no." Tongzi waved his hands repeatedly, anxious to explain, before he remembered that he still needed to explain the conditions before meeting.
After thinking about it seriously, Tongzi said, "I feel that if the heroine wants to deal with big things, she doesn't necessarily need this child."
The princess lowered her eyes and looked at her belly.
If she is pregnant, it can only be that siren's.
Thinking of the cute but powerful sea monster, Kui Yi La had no expression on his face.
Tongzi thought for a while and copied Fuchen's message directly, "If you want to have an abortion, I can ensure that your abortion will not harm your body. If you want to raise a fetus and have a baby, I can also ensure that this pregnancy will not harm your body. But you have already
I can't do anything about my damaged body."
The princess raised her head and stared at Tongzi, "What do you mean, sir?" The imperial doctor said that her body was damaged and it would be difficult for her to become pregnant. Can this gentleman also see that?
Tongzi was surprised, "Don't you know? You shouldn't." The information clearly showed that you knew. "The chance of pregnancy in your body is very small. Very, very small."
Almost 0.
According to the information he read, he had tried all possible means to conceive a child.
Tongzi tried "1" and stared into the eyes of the princess, "Maybe, after this miscarriage, I can only have one child in the future."
But it took a long, long time. It took me twenty-two years to give birth to a child. It was precisely because of giving birth to this child that my body collapsed.
The princess breathed a sigh of relief, stared into space and thought, "Sir, why don't you stay in the military camp. The matter is important, let me think about it."
Tongzi raised his head, as if he didn't know what to think about.
In the end, the thoughts of the parties involved were more important. Tongzi didn’t say much and went out to study.
The princess first sent someone to inquire about the life of this "gynecological master", and then asked another gentleman to take his pulse.
But the other gentlemen did not tell her about the Ximai pulse. They only talked about her physical cultivation and conditioning, which would make it difficult for her to conceive in the future.
"Your Highness, this gentleman is a charlatan. I will deal with him immediately," the guard said.
Quiyla waved her hands, expressionless, "Let's see again. Find some women and test his level."
Because the heroine refused to let him go, Tongzi stayed in the military camp. Suddenly a group of female soldiers came and said they wanted to check.
He didn't refuse and took the pulse and performed the treatment in one go.
Some people knew where they were feeling uncomfortable, and they recognized Tongzi's strength when they were diagnosed.
Some people feel that they are not sick, but they are pressured by Tongzi to give them injections and take medicine, and they scold him for being a quack doctor and causing harm to people's lives.
Quiila went about her daily life as usual, and suddenly found that her belly had gained weight in just three days.
She then found another doctor. The doctor was confused, observed again and again, and confirmed, "The position is correct, she is pregnant. It's just that the second pulse cannot be felt in the pulse pattern. I'm afraid..."
Quiila frowned and asked the guard to call Tongzi, the "gynecological master".
"Sir, you said you could protect it." Quiela bowed.
Tongzi didn't know how to dodge and stood still, "Yes. You want to preserve the pregnancy? Not abort it?"
How wonderful it is to have an abortion.
Just settle the matter directly and he can leave.
Quiila said respectfully, "Sir, he said that he can keep our mother and son safe. Is that true?" He can do what others can't do.
Quiila already believed that the person in front of her was a gynecological sage.
They all nodded, confused, "Yes, you want to protect the pregnancy?"
Quiyla nodded, "Yes. I want to protect the pregnancy."
There is no need to fight urgently now. Use this time to conceive and give birth to a child, and determine the heir first.
"Sir, can you really ensure that pregnancy and childbirth will have no impact on me?"
Everyone stared blankly at Kui Yi La's slightly swollen belly, "Yeah. I can be sure about this pregnancy."
Because this fetus is its host.
The system did not expect that the heroine would actually choose to have a baby.
"Be sure to make sure you choose to protect the miscarriage, and you won't be able to have an abortion later. It will affect your life at that time."
After the floating dust comes in, the power from the Siren's bloodline will come into play.
If she wants to have an abortion again, it's not something she can do just because she wants to. It also can't make the host go through the pain of miscarriage and death.
The princess bowed and said, "I hope you will take more care of me, sir."
All right.
The system returned to its own tent, placed its avatar on the bed, and entered the system space by itself.
In the space, the floating dust is already waiting.
"Host, it's confirmed." The system said as it prepared to send the host into the world.
[Issuing tasks now]
[World: "Blood Sky"]
Fuchen:?
[Mission object: Villain Siren——] The system suddenly stopped, and the white meat bun stared at the panel above, [Didn’t you save the villain Siren from being killed? How did you become a harmonious coexistence between humans and monsters? 】
On the other side, the floating dust is shrinking, blending into the bones and blood of both parties. Hearing this, his dim consciousness secretly cursed: He was tricked by heaven. This cunning guy...
The system stared at the panel and the dust. Now that the host has transformed into a child, do you regret not doing it?
It didn’t choose this task at all!
How can children promote harmony between two races!
The floating dust melts into a soul, which can be sent into the mission world at any time and thrown into the belly of the heroine.
There is a ray of yellow light flowing in that white light - this is the soul that floated in the dust when it was released into the world.
The system blinked, its mind full of confusion, but there was no way out now. It could only start the program and send the dust into the world.
The system then enters the world.
After returning to the body, the system is still empty-headed. What does this mean? How could it have chosen such a good task and become such a crappy thing?
System walked out of the tent, raised his head, and looked at the sky.
The weather in the sandy area is mostly sunny and cloudy.
Today is a rare cloudy day, with layers of gray covering the sky.
I don’t know if it’s because of a guilty conscience.
The system has realized that this world is a cruel world.
"Sir! Sir! Your Highness is in unbearable abdominal pain! Please come over and visit!" The female guard next to the princess ran over, grabbed the system and ran away.
The system followed him, but before he entered, he heard the sound of gasping and opened the tent.
The princess looked at him, revealing her big belly under the armor, and her belly puffed up again. This time, her belly had swelled into half a ball.
The princess needed to pump air from time to time to suppress the pain.
"Why does it hurt so much?" the princess asked.
The system stared at the belly. This was the first time it had faced its host like this. It stretched out its hand to press the belly, secretly sending strength, "The child's father is not a mortal, and his blood vessels are intertwined. It will definitely be painful for you to get pregnant."
Putting her hand on her belly, the princess felt as if her body had a little more strength. The pain in her abdomen subsided, her nerves relaxed, and she actually wanted to relax and fall asleep.
"Your Highness, please rest more now, and your diet needs to be the same as that of your child's father." He already knew that his host would also be a princess in the future and would be called Your Highness.
The system stared into the Queen's eyes and said, "Think about what the child's father likes, and the child will probably also like it. Only with adequate nutrition can he grow up healthily."
The princess was lying on the bed drowsily, thinking about her child's father, the siren with a smile as bright as a flower. What did he like to eat?
