A lot of medicines were prescribed, but they didn't work. While other people gained a lot of weight through eating while they were pregnant, she kept losing weight.
The eldest wife has thought of many ways to make her gain weight. After all, although she looks like a person now, she carries the lives of two people, and also contains the eldest wife's hope for the future.
After all, some aunts and ladies were weak in power, but still wanted to please the eldest wife and Zhongqing, so they gave a lot of things.
There are hawthorn, lychee, sour, sweet, spicy, appetizing...
But Zhongqing still doesn't have much appetite.
As the days continued to move forward, Zhong Qing vomited until she felt like she was about to die. In the end, she couldn't think of any way to stop vomiting. However, after a while, after this period,
My stomach got bigger like a balloon, I stopped vomiting, and my appetite improved a lot, but I regained it bit by bit.
Counting the time, I have already been pregnant with the child for six months.
It’s also the New Year’s Eve.
The entire Yi family is preparing for the New Year, with lanterns and colorful decorations everywhere, and the atmosphere is full of joy.
Maybe it was really the Chinese New Year, the aunts and wives were dressed more festively than the other, and the women from the whole family gathered together, chatting and laughing.
The business of the Yi family will naturally come to a halt at the end of the year. The other concubines of the Yi family who were traveling abroad all returned to the same house. It seemed that there were more people and more noise.
When everyone sat together and talked, they would inevitably mention the young marshal. Naturally, the fourth aunt paid the most attention. Every morning, she was always the first to buy a newspaper. When there was news about the young marshal, she read it.
On this day, the fourth aunt's face was not pretty, and her fingers holding the newspaper were trembling: "I heard that there was a mutiny in the south, and the young marshal went to the south. I don't know how the battle went...
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The eldest lady frowned and couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "The young marshal sent out troops? Didn't he never lead the troops himself? How did this happen? It's the end of the year, didn't he go home to celebrate the New Year?"
"Looking at the situation, it looks like there is no return. This fight will not last until the spring of next year... The newspaper said that if we are lucky, it may be over in more than three months."
The fourth concubine lowered her head, shook the newspaper, and read the news word for word.