Yu Wenhao said nothing, but stretched out his hand to wipe his forehead, and glanced at the stove. The charcoal fire was burning too brightly, which made people very irritable.
"Your Majesty, how many are there?" Ah Si was anxious.
Yu Wenhao pressed his hand and said, "Don't push me, I can't hear you clearly anymore."
Yuan Qingling leaned her head gently on the cushions of the imperial concubine chair and sighed softly, "Listen carefully."
Yu Wenhao moved the stethoscope by himself and listened in all directions. When he heard the end, his face turned pale, but he didn't give up and continued listening. What he could hear was this.
"My lord, are you one or two?" Yuan Yongyi couldn't help but ask, not even remembering that she was afraid of him.
Yu Wenhao was sweating profusely and weakly raised three fingers, "Three!"
"Three?" Everyone in the room, except Yuan Qingling, screamed in surprise. Even Tang Yang and Xu Yi outside the door stood beside the door and screamed.
Something fell to the ground with a loud thud.
"Your Majesty!" Xu Yi and Tang Yang ran in quickly, picked up Yuwen Hao who was unconscious on the ground, rubbed his philtrum, pressed his temples, and finally pinched Yuwen Hao awake.
Yu Wenhao stood up tremblingly and looked at Yuan Qingling. At this moment, he wanted to die.
Immediately, he jumped up and became furious, "Did the old man give you three emeralds? Give them back. Give them back to him quickly."
Tang Yang pulled him and said, "My lord, don't worry, this is a good thing."
Yu Wenhao wanted to swallow Tang Yang. He was so confused that he yelled incoherently, "A good thing? What kind of good thing is this? I have only slept with her a few times and yet I am pregnant with three children? No..."
This doesn't matter, although this is also very important. What's more important is, Tang Yang, how many women have you seen giving birth to three children? Both twins are dangerous, let alone three children, they are fatal, do you know?"
Aunt Xi quickly grabbed him and said, "Okay, Your Majesty, don't say bad words, you have scared the Princess."
Yu Wenhao stopped talking and turned to look at Yuan Qingling.
Yuan Qingling also had the urge to die, her eyes were red, and she felt like she wanted to cry, but couldn't cry, and wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
Yu Wenhao felt distressed for a while, and stepped forward to hug her and comfort her softly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm very happy, I'm just afraid, just worried..."
His mind was confused and he couldn't organize his words. He didn't know what words to use to comfort her or make her happy.
Yuan Qingling sighed softly. She has sighed a lot recently, but her ability to accept is also very strong. She can accept the absurd thing of soul traveling. She is pregnant with triplets.
What?
What does it mean to be pregnant with triplets?
What a damn bad luck!
Xu Yi wasn't worried at all, he just looked at Yu Wenhao with admiration, "My lord, you are so powerful, you are three of them all at once."
Yu Wenhao wanted to cut Xu Yi into pieces.
Everyone was silent for a moment.
As Yu Wenhao said, it's not that I'm unhappy, I'm definitely happy. Being pregnant with triplets is such auspiciousness!
However, just as Yu Wenhao worried, if the third son gives birth, half of his body will go to hell. Even if the mother is fine in the end, the three children may not survive. It is possible that one, two, or even one will survive.
Maybe all three won't survive.
This is not because they are blindly worried; in fact, these examples are common.
Moreover, if it is really a third child, he will have to stay in bed starting from six or seven months old.
Yuan Qingling sighed, "Don't tell the palace about this matter yet."
She deliberately pushed away the imperial doctor to get the stethoscope.
Yu Wenhao hugged her gently, "If the palace knows, I'm afraid one person will send a group of people to come and watch, and you won't have a chance to breathe."
"Princess, are you really sure?" Grandma Xi asked. She looked at the stethoscope, "How many people can really hear in this thing?"