The Emperor's heart is won, she sits on the Phoenix Throne! The Divine Physician's Eldest

Song Siyao and Granny Lin talked for a while before she came out.

She sat down at the table, and soon the mansion was filled with laughter and joy.

But those who resented Song Siyao were different.

General's Mansion.

Song Yu'er was having dinner with Meng Zhanting.

"Yu'er, you're more than three months pregnant, why is your belly still flat?" Meng Zhanting asked.

The thought of her pregnant belly made Song Yu'er anxious; she didn't know why her belly just wouldn't grow.

Before marrying Meng Zhanting, Madam Meng suspected that she was faking her pregnancy and specially asked a doctor to take her pulse.

The doctor said she was indeed pregnant.

After that, she married into the general's mansion and found that her belly was not showing any signs of pregnancy, so she secretly went to see other doctors.

The doctors also said she was pregnant. As for why her belly was flat, the doctors said it might be due to insufficient nutrition, which was causing the fetus to grow slowly. They advised her to eat more nutritious food.

So, for the past two months, she has been eating all sorts of nourishing foods like crazy.

She gained weight, becoming round like a ball, and her belly grew larger, but it was all fat, not the fetus inside.

As her body grew rounder and rounder, she became uglier and uglier, and Meng Zhanting became even colder towards her than before.

Hearing Meng Zhanting's question, Song Yu'er was at a loss.

"I'm asking you a question," Meng Zhanting said, his tone hardening, his gaze towards Song Yu'er cold and filled with disgust.

He learned today that Song Siyao had returned to the capital, and that she was returning with the "Ten Thousand People's Umbrella" (a symbol of universal compassion). Emperor Changlong was also going to hold a palace banquet to celebrate their victory.

Such glory was something he never dared to dream of. Even if this glory wasn't his own, but earned by someone close to him, he still felt immensely honored.

Thinking of Song Siyao, and then looking at the slovenly, obese, and unsuccessful Song Yu'er in front of him, he felt increasingly resentful.

He was so blind back then, betraying and abandoning the outstanding Song Siyao, and choosing someone like Song Yu'er instead.

With a heart full of unease, Song Yu'er explained, "The doctor said this child is different from others; he grows slowly."

"Is that really true?" Meng Zhanting clearly didn't believe it.

"Of course there is, Brother Ting. You're not a doctor, so you naturally don't understand the ins and outs." Song Yu'er smiled and put a piece of fish on Meng Zhanting's plate, trying to please him. "Don't worry, I'll definitely give you a big, healthy boy in a few months."

"It's not necessary to have a son; a daughter is fine too," Meng Zhanting murmured to himself.

"Brother Ting, you like daughters?" Song Yu'er asked, somewhat surprised.

Meng Zhanting recalled the rumors circulating in the streets today, saying that no one says women are inferior to men, and that a daughter should be like Song Siyao.

It would be nice if he could have a daughter like Song Siyao in the future.

"Brother Ting, what are you thinking about?" Song Yu'er asked, looking at Meng Zhanting who was in a daze.

Meng Zhanting's thoughts were abruptly pulled back, and he stared blankly at Song Yu'er.

He tried to fit Song Siyao's appearance onto Song Yu'er, but the more he looked, the less similar they seemed.

Song Yu'er is nothing like Song Siyao.

"I'm full. I'll sleep in the study tonight." Meng Zhanting put down his chopsticks and got up to leave.

He didn't want to be with Song Yu'er for even a second longer.

"Brother Ting!" Song Yu'er called out, both anxious and angry.

However, Meng Zhanting did not turn his head.

Song Yu'er stomped her feet in anger, "Xi Lan, what happened outside today? Did Song Siyao come back?"

“Yes, Miss,” Xilan replied.

"I knew it would be like this. Whenever there's news about Song Siyao, he gets restless and gives me the cold shoulder!"

Song Yu'er cursed loudly, "Song Siyao, you wretched woman, why didn't you die there? Why didn't you die of the plague?! What are you doing back here? Your ghost won't leave!"

Xilan added, "Miss, the Emperor will be holding a victory celebration banquet in the palace tomorrow."

"What?" Song Yu'er gritted her teeth in hatred. "Song Siyao, she doesn't deserve it!"