After traveling through time, the adults were completely in my hands

In Daqing, in the residence of Mr. Song, the prefect of Qianzhou, at this moment, an old doctor with white hair and beard is putting his hand on the pulse of the prefect's wife and carefully taking her pulse.

Mr. Song, the prefect of Qianzhou, stood by and watched with a worried look on his face.

In the past few days, the wife of the prefect has had a poor appetite, always suffering from acid reflux and vomiting. She also looks sick and has no energy at all.

Worried that his wife was seriously ill, Lord Song invited the most prestigious old doctor in Qianzhou City early this morning to take a good look at his wife.

At this time, the old doctor put his hand on the pulse of the prefect's wife's wrist and took her pulse carefully. After a while, he seemed a little unsure and continued to take her pulse.

Finally, the old lady took her hand away with a smile on her face, stood up cheerfully, and bowed to Master Song, saying, "Congratulations, Master Song, congratulations, Master Song, your wife is pregnant!"

"What?" Lord Song stood up suddenly from his chair in shock.

The prefect's wife also widened her eyes in surprise.

"This... this... is it true?" Lord Song looked incredulous.

"Don't worry, sir. Madam's pulse is smooth and round like a rolling ball. She must be pregnant," said the old doctor with a smile.

"I... I'm finally going to have a son, hahaha..." After hearing what the old doctor said, Lord Song laughed happily towards the sky.

You know, Mrs. Song has not been pregnant since she gave birth to a daughter. In order to have another child in the past few years, the couple has sought out many famous doctors and taken countless medicines, but they have never been able to succeed.

Now, Lord Song has given up hope of having a child, but he never expected that his wife, at such an old age, would be pregnant again. How could he not be happy!

"I'm pregnant again." Mrs. Song, who is nearly 40 years old, touched her belly and still couldn't believe it.

"Madam has not given birth for nearly twenty years. It is a miracle that she can get pregnant again at this age!" The old doctor also sighed.

The prefect's wife thought for a moment and asked the old woman, "When that young doctor from the capital treated our little daughter last time, I begged him to prescribe some nourishing medicine for me. Is my pregnancy this time related to the medicine he prescribed?"

"That must be the case," the old doctor nodded and said, "I'm ashamed to say that when the young lady fell and fell unconscious, Lord Song summoned me. Unfortunately, I was too inexperienced to help. But this young master from the capital has restored the young lady to health in just a few days. I really admire him."

"I think the reason why Madam is pregnant this time must be because she took the medicine prescribed by this young master," said the old doctor, stroking his beard.

"Amitabha, this young master is truly the Goddess of Childbirth!" Mrs. Song said with her hands clasped together.

"However, Madam is quite old after all." The old doctor suddenly frowned and said, "I took Madam's pulse and felt that the fetus was a little unstable. She needs to take some medicine to stabilize the fetus."

"Eat, eat. Whatever medicine you need, write down the prescription immediately and I'll have someone get it right away," Lord Song said excitedly.

"Sir Song, I think it would be safer to ask the young master from the capital to prescribe the medicine for pregnancy maintenance," said the old doctor.

"This..." After hearing what the old doctor said, Mr. and Mrs. Song were in a dilemma.

"Master Song," the old doctor reminded, "After all, Madam, you are pregnant because of the medicine prescribed by this young master from the capital. Madam is now quite old, and the fetus is unstable. Perhaps only this young master can save this baby for Madam."

"What?" The mood of Lord Song and his wife dropped again in an instant.

******

At night, in the room of the prefect, Lord Song, and his wife, Mrs. Song stroked her belly and said to Lord Song, "Master, after all these years, I'm finally pregnant again. You must think of a way to invite that young master from the capital. I really don't want to lose this child."

"Oh, I know. You want to lose this child just because I am here. Can't you see that I am trying to find a solution?" Lord Song said irritably.

I didn't expect that at my age, I could have another child, and maybe it would be a son. This baby must be kept at all costs, Lord Song thought to himself.

However, Madam's pregnancy is unstable now, so she cannot travel long distances. The only solution now is to find a way to get this young master from the capital to come to Qianzhou to treat Madam.

"Master, now we can only find someone to bring some valuable gifts to the capital to ask this young master to condescend to come to Qianzhou," said Mrs. Song.

As a local official, Lord Song cannot enter the capital without the emperor's permission, so they can only find someone to go to the capital to invite this young master on behalf of Lord Song and his wife.

However, where could they find a suitable candidate? The couple was worried for a moment.

"Master," Madam Song glanced at Mr. Song and said tentatively, "How about letting Yujiao go?"

My daughter knows Jindou, so when they meet, they will be able to talk. Besides, my daughter knows some martial arts, so she can bring two servants with strong martial arts skills with her, so there will be no need to worry too much on the road.

Although my daughter has a bit of a fierce and willful personality, she is a good person after all and shouldn't cause any trouble.

Mrs. Song thought so in her heart. When Lord Song heard this, he shook his head and said, "No, letting Yujiao go will only make things worse."

"Who said that? How could anything bad happen if I go?" Just as Lord Song finished speaking, a crisp voice came from outside the door.

The couple looked towards the door together and saw Song Yujiao push the door open and rush in from outside.

"Father, Mother, please let me go to the capital," Song Yujiao said impatiently as soon as she came in.

Just now in her boudoir, Song Yujiao heard that her mother was pregnant again. She was drinking water, but a mouthful of tea went down her throat and she almost coughed to death.

After finally stopping coughing, he rushed over, wanting to confirm with his parents. As a result, he just heard his father's last words at the door, and couldn't help but push the door open and rushed in.

"You kid, how come you have no manners at all?" Lord Song couldn't help but scold his daughter when he saw her barging in without knocking on the door.

"Father, I was so anxious that I forgot," Song Yujiao said coquettishly. As she spoke, she walked to her mother and asked, "Mom, am I really going to have a brother or sister?"

Seeing her mother nod, Song Yujiao clapped her hands and said happily: "Father, Mother, you have another child now. From now on, don't worry about me anymore. Let me go and make my way in the world!"

"Shut up!" Lord Song couldn't help but yelled, "You're just a girl, why are you venturing into the underworld?"

Song Yujiao was about to retort when Madam Song said hurriedly, "Son, I don't know how this pregnancy will turn out. I'm afraid the only way to save it is to invite Master Jindou from the capital."

"I will go to the capital to invite him," Song Yujiao said firmly. For the sake of her dream of becoming a martial arts hero, her mother must keep this baby. Only if her mother gives birth to another child will her parents agree to let her go out to the martial arts world and fulfill her dream of becoming a female knight.