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It was just past noon when Tao Yurong and Xia Zheng arrived at Anyang Marquis' Mansion, and most people had just finished their lunch.

The people of the Great Zhou all had the habit of taking a nap at noon. At this time, except for those who were needed, other servants would return to their rooms or find a corner around the ones on duty to rest, so Xia Zheng didn't meet many people as she followed him from the gate all the way into the inner courtyard.

The people in the front yard had never seen her before, and no one knew that the person dressed as a concubine brought by the Crown Prince's wife today was the maid who used to cook in the kitchen.

I walked all the way to the gate of Zhou's courtyard before I finally saw a familiar face.

"This old servant greets the Crown Prince's wife." Mother Zhao bowed with a happy smile, turned her head to look at Xia Zheng behind her, and was about to stand up and greet her, but the moment she saw her clearly, her words were choked.

But after not seeing her for over three months, she's become even more beautiful than when she first knelt in this courtyard begging for mercy. Even her plain hairpin and white dress have a unique charm. A mother pregnant with a daughter is beautiful. Could it be that she's carrying a girl?

"Hello, Mother Zhao." Xia Zheng greeted first.

Mother Zhao finally came to her senses and after a quick greeting, she said, "It's windy outside. Princess, please come inside and warm up. Madam has been looking forward to your arrival."

"Is mother feeling better?"

"Much better now, all thanks to that Doctor Qian we found a few days ago. He's truly an amazing doctor, and he's even cured most of Madam's old headaches. But I'm worried about you, Princess. You're weak and have a severe cold, so I can't explain it right away. Princess, please go in and see it yourself."

Doctor Qian?

Xia Zheng seemed to have some influence on these three words, but before she could think about it, the maid guarding the door lifted the curtain and politely invited people in.

As soon as you enter the door, you are hit by the heat.

There were four stoves placed in the four corners, all the doors and windows were closed, and the heat accumulated, making the autumn as hot as the summer.

Xia Zheng was already experiencing a fever due to pregnancy, and a layer of sweat appeared on her forehead as she entered the room. It was difficult to wipe it off, so she had to lower her head and endure it as she walked into the living room.

Zhou was reclining on the couch, wearing a headband and covering her legs with a quilt despite the heat. Miraculously, she didn't sweat at all and instead looked very energetic. Seeing Tao Yurong come in, she waved and said, "You're finally back! Come here and let me see you. You've lost a lot of weight."

"Why are there so many stoves in this house, mother?"

"Doctor Qian said that my body is too cold and I need to get rid of the cold and not be exposed to the cold, so he lit the stove. After you take the medicine, you just need to stay on this medicine couch for a few days without getting up." As Zhou spoke, she glanced at Xia Zheng standing in the corner and winked at Mother Zhao.

As soon as she finished speaking, a maid came in with a bowl of medicine, followed by a white-haired woman in her fifties. Judging from her clothes, she was not a maid in the mansion. When Xia Zheng walked past her, she could clearly smell the smell of medicine on her.

Perhaps it was because the smell of the medicine was too strong or because the room was too hot, but Xia Zheng felt a little dizzy.

He couldn't even hear what they said next. He stumbled and was supported by Mother Zhao who was beside him. She shouted, "Oh, Aunt Xia, why did you suddenly faint?"

She had a loud voice, and her shout could be heard by everyone inside and outside.

"Why did she faint? Quick, help her sit down." Zhou, who was holding the medicine bowl, hurriedly ordered, then turned to the doctor and said, "Doctor Qian, please take a look at her. She's pregnant now, and nothing can happen to her."

Hearing this, Xia Zheng came to her senses.

Doctor Qian was not here to treat Zhou, but to treat her.

She had no impression of Doctor Qian at all, and probably had never seen her before. Then why was she familiar with her name?

He kept searching in his confused mind, and finally remembered where he had heard it when Zhao Ma Ma pushed him on the chair.

One day, when she drifted to Zhou's side, she heard Mother Zhao tell her that the doctor Qian that the Crown Princess had asked the eldest young master to find had been found and had the ability to determine the gender of the fetus, but she said that the baby had to be at least three months pregnant before she could make a determination.

He said something else afterwards, but she was blown away by the wind and didn't hear it.

Three months, she is just right.

She didn't know whether Doctor Qian really had such ability, but since Tao Yurong came to her, she must believe her. If she said that she was pregnant with a girl, what would Tao Yurong do?

Are you just checking today or do you have other plans?

No matter who it was, she couldn't let Doctor Qian take her pulse. She hadn't yet completely gotten rid of Tao Yurong, and she couldn't let it go to waste.

"Ugh~"

Just as Doctor Qian approached to take Xia Zheng's pulse, Xia Zheng suddenly vomited violently and pushed him away.

Doctor Qian was caught off guard and was pushed by Xia Zheng, causing her to fall down and land squarely on the vomit. She screamed and stood up quickly, but Xia Zheng pushed her again and sprayed her right on top of it.

Without even bothering to take his pulse, he ran out covering his mouth.

Zhou was also overwhelmed by this unexpected scene and the pervasive smell. She was about to speak when Xia Zheng covered her mouth and said aggrievedly, "Madam, please forgive me, Crown Princess, please forgive me. I didn't mean to do it. I just couldn't stand the smell of the doctor's medicine, so I... Ugh~"

Seeing that she was about to vomit again, Zhou Shi couldn't get up and didn't care about scolding her anymore. She hurriedly shouted: "Quick! Take her out and deal with her!"

Mother Zhao hurriedly ushered the person out. When she was out, she saw that she had also been stained with filth. She felt extremely disgusted and called out to another person, "Chen Miao's family, hurry up and take Aunt Xia to the side yard to change clothes."

After saying that, Mother Zhao wiped the dirt off her skirt and walked towards the bathroom.

After going out and feeling the cold wind, Xia Zheng became much more sober. When she was being helped out by Chen Miao's family, she heard a chaotic noise as if someone was escaping from inside.

He said he couldn't get out of bed, but he couldn't fit in anything like this.

Inside the house, Zhou jumped off the couch and into the inner room as soon as she left the room. Covering her mouth and nose, she hurriedly urged, "Hurry up! Clean up quickly and wash it carefully."

The maidservant acted quickly, but the room was full of charcoal fire and the windows could not be opened to dissipate the smell. Even after the filth was removed, the smell lingered in the room for a long time, and when mixed with the smell of medicine, it made people feel nauseous.

"Look at you, you're just a lowly maid, yet you made me act out such a scene. Now you're trapped in this room and can't even escape from the stench. How disgusting." Covering her handkerchief with her hands, Zhou couldn't suppress her anger and scolded her precious daughter. She hadn't suffered such disgusting humiliation in all these years.

Besides, she felt from the beginning that this was just looking for trouble.

A fire-stove maid wanted to know whether the baby in her belly was a boy or a girl, so she could just force the baby to be touched by the old woman surnamed Qian. Why did she send the baby to her place and ask her to pretend to be sick for so many days? Now she is trapped here by the filthy thing of that lowly maid Xia Zheng, and she can't even open a window.

"It was just an accident, mother, can't you be a little more patient?" Tao Yurong covered her mouth and nose, frowning impatiently. Seeing Zhou's complaining expression, she became even more annoyed. "Things are different now. How many times do I need you to tell me? Since you want to rely on me, then don't say anything more. Just do as I say."