Emperor Ming Yuan glanced at him lightly, "If everyone were like you, the Yuwen family would have been defeated long ago."
King Qi laughed sarcastically, "That's true, that's true!"
After King Qi left the palace, he left a door for her at the back door as Yuan Qingling said before, but after welcoming her in, he told his father's words.
Yuan Qingling did not expect that her father meant this. For a moment, her heart was very complicated, with both joy and worry.
Fortunately, her father was not suspicious of her, but wanted to protect her.
What worries me is that Yuan Yongyi's situation is indeed not optimistic. If the bleeding cannot be stopped, the child will not be saved.
So, in the end, she asked Yuan Yongyi for the fetal protection prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor, and took it back to Grandma Yuan.
After reading it, Grandma Yuan said: "The prescription is indeed a prescription to protect the fetus, but the dosage needs to be carefully considered. It is best if I can diagnose the pulse."
"Then let's go there?" Yuan Qingling felt that there would be no controversy if grandma went.
"Okay, I'll go there early tomorrow. I'll go back to the college after that. There's an exam tomorrow, which is more important." Grandma said.
"Okay, that's up to you." Yuan Qingling said.
Grandma Yuan looked at her and saw that she seemed to have lost weight in the past few days. She couldn't help but feel distressed, "You can't even have a good rest yourself, and you have to work hard for other people's affairs. Grandma really feels sorry for you."
"I'm okay," Yuan Qingling leaned against her grandma and acted coquettishly. "This time with you by my side, I feel more at ease than when I was pregnant with Dim Sum."
"It's a pity that my uncle is not here." Grandma Yuan smiled lovingly and reached out to touch Yuan Qingling's cheek.
"Your uncle will be back in a while." Yuan Qingling was amused when she thought of his letter. She took it out of her sleeve pocket and handed it to her grandma, "Look at your uncle's writing style."
Grandma Yuan opened the letter and couldn't help but smile when she saw those few sentences, "My uncle is a real person."
"A straight man."
Grandma Yuan folded it slowly, "It's very similar to your grandfather. Grandma doesn't understand what you call a straight man and a crooked man. She just knows that when you marry, you have to marry a real man."
"Grandma, you still miss grandpa very much, right?" Yuan Qingling knew that grandpa and grandma were very affectionate. When grandpa left, grandma was sad for a long time. Grandpa's pajamas were always on the bed, and there must be grandpa's slippers beside the bed.
Speaking of her wife, Grandma Yuan had a distant look on her face, "How can we not miss her? It's just that we were promised to be born in the next life. He will wait for me. We will always meet again and we will still be husband and wife in the next life."
Yuan Qingling felt a little sad in her heart, and felt that their love was very desirable. They had been together for a lifetime, and they could still love each other as before and promise the next life. How beautiful it was.