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Princess Lingâan was already standing here, and her cup was raised. If she just turned around and left, it would be an enormous loss of face.
She simply turned to Li Hongyuan: âYour Highness, I have yet to congratulate you on your wedding.â
Li Hongyuan lifted his wine cup, muttered a thank you, and took a sip.
Princess Lingâan looked at his handsome and fresh face, feeling bitter in her heart.
She felt like she was a chaste and loyal woman abandoned by a scumbag in a story.
So great, so brave, so wronged, and so pitifulâ¦
Tears almost welled up in her eyes, moved by her own feelings. She lifted the wine, preparing to drink it all at onceâ
Just then, a sound of retching came.
Looking up, it was Jiang Ning.
She was holding a piece of sheep milk custard and was bent over, vomiting.
All eyes in the hall shifted from Princess Lingâan to her.
Princess Lingâan was pissed.
She was indulged in self-pity, self-emotion. This little slut was putting on a vomiting show right there. Who was she performing for?
Just because she had a drink with Prince of Yu, was she that jealous?
The atmosphere was ruined by her.
Princess Lingâan, in her anger, turned and left.
Li Hongyuan reached out and grabbed Jiang Ningâs wrist, pulling her to his side.
To outsiders, it seemed like he was helping and caring for her, but in reality â
He was threatening her in a low voice: âBehave yourself, such an embarrassing act, who are you trying to impress?â
Jiang Ning lifted the sheep milk custard: âItâs not because I find you two disgusting, itâs just this thing is too hard to swallow.â
âYouââ
âDonât believe me, Your Highness, taste it yourself.â Jiang Ning placed the remaining sheep milk custard at his lips.
Li Hongyuan was fighting the urge to kick her out.
Then, a noblewoman spoke: âIs the Princess Consort of Yu feeling unwell?â
Jiang Ning laughed, âNot really, itâs just that this pastry, tastes a bit fishy.â
The noblewoman laughed: âOh, by the looks of it, it seems like you might be pregnant?â
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The hall was in an uproar.
The Emperor had five sons in total. Except for the eldest prince who died and left an emperorâs eldest grandson, the second, third, and fourth sons were all married and had birthed six-seven children, all girls, without exception.
In other words, the Emperor had a lot of granddaughters, but only one grandson.
If the Princess Consort of Yu were to have a son, it would greatly strengthen the Fifth Princeâs position in the struggle for the Imperial Throne.
But Prince of Yu had only been married for just over half a month, was the Princess Consort pregnant so soon?
Looking at the leg, it seemed too fertile.
Faced with everyoneâs complicated expressions, Li Hongyuan said: âThe Princess Consort is just not used to the diet, she has lived a poor life since childhood. Sheâs not pregnant.â
Jiang Ning rolled her eyes in her mind.
Publicly stating that sheâs poor?
Fine.
So be it.
âWhether she is pregnant or not, shouldnât the Imperial Physician be the one to decide?â Concubine Jin, who had always been sitting at the head of the room, looking listless, spoke up, âLai Fu, go call for the Imperial Physician.â
Huang Ying also hurriedly pushed Jiang Ning behind the screen.
After all, she couldnât let the Imperial Physician check her pulse in front of everyone.
Soon, the Imperial Physician arrived.
Upon seeing him, Jiang Ning realized that he was an âold acquaintanceâ, seeing him for the third time now.
She couldnât help but ask, âIs there only one Imperial Physician in the palace?â
Imperial Physician Wei laughed, âPrincess Consort of Yu jests, itâs purely a coincidence.â
Jiang Ning replied, âConsidering your medical skills, itâs a miracle that youâve managed to hold your position in the palace for so long. Okay, letâs get started.â
She stretched out her hand.
Imperial Physician Wei took out a silk handkerchief and covered it, carefully checking her pulse. After a while, he withdrew his hand and said with a smile, âCongratulations to the Princess Consort, you are pregnant..â