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"Will this pregnancy have any impact on Fu Jin's health?"

Yinzhen's voice was very flat, and no emotion could be heard from it, but his brows were always furrowed.

Zhao Kuangsheng thought for a moment and replied, "Fujin's health had improved greatly before this, so this pregnancy will not affect her. It's just that she caught a cold and got frightened after falling into the water today, so it's best for her to stay in bed and recuperate for the next period of time."

"It's good as long as there is no impact."

Yinzhen's voice was very soft, so soft that only he could hear it.

The room fell into silence, so quiet that one could hear the breeze outside the window.

After a moment, he seemed to realize that they were still kneeling on the ground, so he said calmly: "The fact that the concubine is pregnant is a great joy. The people in the East Three Houses will each be rewarded with one month's worth of silver. The people in Danruo House will each be rewarded with three months' worth of silver for their service."

After hearing this, everyone was overjoyed and kowtowed to express their gratitude and offered a few words of blessing.

"In addition, we can announce to the public that Concubine Fu is only one month pregnant. You know what to do." Yinzhen added.

Zhao Kuangsheng thought about it for a moment and understood the intention.

Calculating the time, the child in Fu Jin's belly should have been conceived when she first went to Huai'an City.

In the eyes of others, the Fourth Master at that time was still suffering from an epidemic and had been on the verge of death several times. He was so weak that he definitely could not have sex.

If it were a little later, that would be fine.

"Yes."

Zhao Kuangsheng nodded and retreated, going out to prepare a prescription for calming the fetus and soothing the mind.

After everyone left, Yinzhen turned his head and continued to look at Xiyu lying on the bed. He warmed her cold hands and tucked them into the quilt.

Although he seemed calm on the surface, his heart was actually filled with waves, gradually becoming turbulent, and love was growing wildly in his heart.

Although he was sitting quietly beside the bed, his mind was very confused, like a tangled mess.

Thinking about the situations that Concubine Xiao might encounter during her pregnancy, Yinzhen found that he had no idea what to do.

He brushed the hair on the young lady's forehead aside, tucked the quilt into Xiyu, and then walked out quickly.

When Zhao Kuangsheng saw him coming out of the room, he hurriedly handed him the prescription he had just written for calming the fetus and soothing the mind.

"Fourth Master, would you like to let Fu Jin take a look at this recipe?"

Yinzhen turned his head to look at him, his expression normal.

Zhao Kuangsheng continued to chatter on, "Fujin usually hates bitter medicine soups, so I deliberately avoided the bitter herbs. I don't know if Fujin is satisfied."

Yinzhen took the prescription from his hand, lowered his head to look at it carefully, but found that he could not understand it at all. He could not help but frowned and looked up at Zhao Kuangsheng.

There was an unclear emotion in his eyes, which made Zhao Kuangsheng feel uneasy.

"Turn around."

What? He looked at Yinzhen in astonishment.

"My master told you to turn around." Yinzhen's voice was low and his expression was a little impatient.

Zhao Kuangsheng was puzzled, but very cooperative.

The person behind him kicked him on the butt, causing him to stagger.

"Fujin has to look at every prescription, what do we need a royal doctor like you for?"

After saying that, Yinzhen strode away without looking back, leaving him alone in the place, disheveled by the wind.

This is because Fu Jin is better at writing prescriptions, so if there is any ingredient that she doesn't like, she can change it.

He stopped and turned to walk towards the Imperial Hospital. Today he had to prepare the pregnancy-preserving medicine before Fu Jin woke up.

As he was walking, he stopped and suddenly slapped his forehead.

The Fourth Master had just taken the prescription away. He didn't have another copy, so he had to rewrite it.

Yinzhen came to the study and sat quietly for a long time.

Gao Wuyong stood at the door and took a look every once in a while.

The Fourth Master has been sitting here for nearly an hour. Could it be that he has gone crazy with joy?

When he was wondering whether he should ask Doctor Zhao to come, he suddenly heard the Fourth Master calling his name.

"Fourth Master."

Yinzhen sat on the chair and ordered with a cold face: "Go find some books for me..."

The more Gao Wuyong listened to the books he talked about, the more frightened he became.

Is the Fourth Master going to transfer from the Ministry of Revenue to the Imperial Hospital? Or is it the department that specializes in treating empresses...

In the evening, the moonlight shines through the window onto the bed.

Xiyu turned over unconsciously and felt pain in her waist and limbs, but her abdomen felt waves of warmth.

Gradually regaining consciousness, she opened her eyes and stared blankly at the light pink gauze above the bed.

She just... Yes! She and her sister-in-law fell into the water together!

Suddenly remembering what happened in the afternoon, she quickly sat up and looked at the task progress on the system panel. It showed that 60% of the task of protecting the first wife to give birth smoothly had been completed, and there was no indication of mission failure.

It can be seen that the eldest wife should be fine now.

Xiyu let out a long sigh and subconsciously touched the silver bracelet on her hand, but her right wrist was empty.

"Qixi?"

Xiyu called his name softly.

The room was dimly lit, and she stretched out her hands, groping on the bed.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and the room was extremely quiet. There was only the rustling sound of fabrics rubbing against each other, and no other sound.

The two of them lost contact before because Qi Xi left on her own and I told her about it, but what's going on now?

Could it be that he is still in the lake in the Imperial Garden and hasn't come back yet? She pursed her lips tightly, her bright eyes revealing an uneasy feeling, unable to hide her worry.

"woke up?"

Yinzhen pushed open the door and walked in, and saw her sitting alone on the bed.

The huge bed seemed extremely empty at this moment, making her petite figure look extremely lonely and helpless.

Her appearance made Yinzhen feel nervous. He could not help but quicken his pace, lifted the bed curtain and sat on the edge of the bed.

He stretched out his long arms, dug the person out from under the quilt, and placed him on his lap.

"But you're not feeling well?"

Xiyu was still frowning and thinking when she felt the scene in front of her spinning dizzily, and the next moment she was in Yinzhen's arms.

The cold air filled her nostrils, bringing a complete sense of security.

She buried her face in the man's neck and took a deep breath. The cold breath became even stronger. "I just woke up and felt that there was no one around me. I was a little scared."

Xiyu's voice was hoarse from just waking up.

As she spoke, she subconsciously rubbed his neck, her fingers tightly grasping the fabric of his clothes, as if she could feel safe this way.

Yinzhen gently rubbed her waist with his fingers, then stood up, holding up her buttocks.

Her body suddenly rose up, and Xiyu subconsciously wrapped her legs around his waist and tightened them, while at the same time she wrapped her arms around the man's neck to prevent herself from falling.

Yinzhen walked slowly to the table, replaced the hands that were supporting his buttocks with one hand, slowly poured a cup of tea, and handed it to the young wife.

Xiyu stretched out her hand, and just as she was about to touch the cup, the teacup suddenly changed direction.

Yinzhen drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, with a moist luster on his lips. He then placed the teacup on the table and loudly asked someone to prepare scented tea, specifically instructing them to have a light flavor with just a little jasmine.