Concubine Xian was also very happy when she heard that Yuan Qingling was pregnant.
Although she doesn't like Yuan Qingling, whether she likes him or not, now that she is the Princess of Chu, this cannot be changed for the time being.
Besides, even though this princess has a bad family background, it would still be different if she gave birth to a legitimate son.
We have to hope that this fetus will be a baby.
Nowadays, none of the princes has given birth to a baby boy.
"In these days, you have to protect Yuan Qingling's belly for me with your life. You probably know what kind of wind is blowing in the middle of the palace. If Yuan Qingling's baby is a brother..." Concubine Xian lowered her voice and said
He whispered in his ear: "You have the best chance of being established as the prince."
Concubine Xian originally thought that Lao Wu was not qualified to compete for the crown prince position, but Yuan Qingling's pregnancy gave her a shot in the arm. Now she feels that her blood is boiling and she is full of fighting spirit.
The situation in the DPRK is constantly changing. Who would have thought that the emperor would now use his heirs to determine his throne?
Yu Wenhao smiled and said, "Concubine, you'd better not hold on to this hope. The wind blowing in the middle of the court may not be what my father really means."
"What do you know?" Concubine Xian glared at him, "In the past, this may not have been possible, but do you think your father is not anxious? There are so many princes under your father's knees, but you have never seen a leader.
As your grandson, the people will probably criticize you a lot."
There was another sentence that Concubine Xian did not say.
That means it doesn't matter what the emperor is thinking, what matters is what the wind blows in the court.
As long as all the civil and military ministers believe this, they will naturally support Lao Wu.
When the time comes to compete for the crown prince's position, we will have enough bargaining chips.
No matter what Yu Wenhao's reaction was, Concubine Xian continued: "This baby must be a son, and the mother-in-law will find a prescription for you. I heard that some folk prescriptions are particularly effective for conceiving a son. As long as you eat it, it will be a boy."
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After hearing these words, Yu Wenhao couldn't laugh or cry, "Mom, concubine, don't just believe what people say. It has been decided whether it will be a boy or a girl. Besides, the princess and I don't think it matters much as long as the baby is safe."
"Nonsense!" Concubine Xian looked like she didn't want to tell him, and said domineeringly: "In short, you don't have to worry about this matter. Mother and Concubine have her own arrangements. You just need to make her obedient and take the medicine."
Yu Wenhao was about to refute when he heard a rumor from outside that the Queen Mother had asked him to come over.
Back to the Queen Mother, it turned out that the old lady had inquired with the imperial doctor and said that the medicinal properties of Zijin Decoction were very overbearing. She was afraid that something might happen to the fetus, so she immediately called Yu Wenhao back and gave him a lot of tonics.
He took it back to the palace and asked the imperial doctor to use it as appropriate.
The old lady was not as fierce as Concubine Xian. She insisted that Yuan Qing Ling give birth to a son. Of course, having a son was the best, but since it was her first child and she had taken Zijin Decoction, she was lucky to be able to survive.
However, the Queen Mother also said doubtfully: "I heard from the imperial doctor that people who take Zijin Decoction will damage the lungs and liver. Generally speaking, it is good to save their lives, but it is almost impossible to get pregnant."
"I'm really pregnant." Yu Wenhao said with a smile.
"Yes," the old lady murmured, "that's why I said that being pregnant is a blessing from God, but this blessing is really great. It's like a thin field, how can you grow rice? It's really a big blessing.
What a blessing!”
Yu Wen Haotian said shamelessly: "It's not all a blessing, the farmers are diligent!"
The Queen Mother laughed and cursed: "Shameless!"
After such a joke, the old lady became less nervous and said: "Now that I'm pregnant, don't worry about how I got pregnant. Keeping the child is the most important thing. You have to remember this for me.
Don't be reckless, listen to the doctor, if anything happens to the fetus due to your greed for pleasure, I may have to break your ears."
Yu Wenhao was ashamed, "Is my grandson such a person?"
"No matter what, I'll go back and recruit a few people for you so that they can serve you, lest you become impatient!" said the old lady.
After Yu Wenhao heard this, he smiled and said, "Grandma Huang, 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 hospital 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 uncomfortable. 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.
As soon as I came back 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.