After hearing this, Yu Wenhao smiled and said, "Royal Grandma, if you arrange for someone to go there, my grandson will not be out for three days, and the princess's stomach will not be saved, and she will be very angry."
The old lady frowned, "I really don't remember that she is a jealous and narrow-minded person. For the sake of the fetus, you must not get angry with her. You can only endure it for a year and a half at best."
, when the child is born, grandma will make the decision for you, and you will definitely have three wives and four concubines."
Yu Wenhao felt that he had better get out of the palace as soon as possible. Besides, he would have only three wives and four concubines.
When Yu Wenhao returned to the palace, Yuan Qing Ling just drank the soup and vomited.
The court judge invited by the emperor also looked at it and found that the fetus was indeed unstable. He told Yu Wenhao that the prescription must be fried every day and drank every day. As for the inability to eat and morning sickness, there is nothing that can be done about it. Eat as much as you can.
When Yu Wenhao saw Yuan Qingling's face turning the color of spinach from vomiting, he felt so distressed that he didn't even want to go to the Yamen.
Yuan Qingling had no strength in her whole body. She laid her head on his lap, her hair messy covering her face, and said feebly: "I don't understand what's going on? It's not been a day or two since I was pregnant. I didn't vomit before, but suddenly I became pregnant."
It’s so urgent to vomit.”
Yu Wenhao pushed her hair away and said distressedly: "Do you think there is any medicine in the medicine box? Can it stop vomiting?"
"I ate everything I should eat." Yuan Qingling sighed.
"I really wish I could feel sorry for you." Yu Wenhao's heart ached.
Yuan Qingling smiled bitterly, "This is probably nothing. It only really hurts when I'm giving birth."
According to today's medical science, giving birth to a child is like stepping into the gate of hell.
Once the fetus is in an incorrect position, the fetus is in transverse breech position, and there is massive bleeding, there is no way to save the baby.
Yuan Qingling really felt that she only had half a life left.
Yu Wenhao felt very sad. Pregnancy was a happy thing, but when he thought about the pressure in the palace, the pressure from outside, the suffering of pregnancy, and the pain of giving birth, all of which had to be imposed on Lao Yuan, he felt a little agitated.
I hate this kid.
Little bastard, before you were even born, your mother has suffered so much.
"What did your father say?" Yuan Qing took a breath and asked.
"He is very happy, the Queen Mother and the mother-in-law are very happy." Yu Wenhao now felt that he was not happy at all.
Yuan Qing Ling said: "It's good to be happy, but there are always people who are unhappy."
"Tang Yang has already dispersed, saying that your fetus is unstable. Moreover, there is good news. The boss has been transferred out of the capital. He will not appear in the next few months. Don't worry, I will try my best to protect you.
Give it your all.”
Yuan Qingling held his hand, rubbed her head into his arms, and tried her best to find a comfortable position and way to hold him, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Thank you for your hard work." Yu Wenhao stroked her face.
After the joy is over, the endless troubles begin.
Being a parent seems to be anything but simple.
The next day, he got up early and asked people to prepare rice porridge and pickles first. Yuan Qing had a weak mouth and vomited everything he ate now. He should still be able to eat some rice porridge and pickles.
Just after returning from work, I saw Yuan Qingling holding a spittoon and vomiting there, while Lu Ya was doing it anxiously beside her.
He asked the imperial doctor, who said that the easiest time to vomit is when you wake up in the morning, which is called morning sickness.
He stepped forward to support Yuan Qingling, gently brushed her back, and ordered Luya to bring salt water to rinse her mouth after she recovered.