"Just tell the truth." Zheng Nianru spoke calmly, her gaze lifting slightly, revealing a trace of weariness.
This weariness imdiately filled Imperial Physician Feng with a sense of guilt. From the pulse, it was clear that the Empress had a hard ti with her pregnancy, she was tired, and here he was, troubling her to speak and ask questions.
"Your Highness, it’s nothing serious. You’re just a bit tired. As long as you rest quietly, you’ll be fine," Imperial Physician Feng bit his lip, ready to face death if need be, but he couldn’t lose his integrity as a physician any longer.
Upon hearing this, Zheng Nianru nodded. This Imperial Physician Feng was not talkative, unlike other physicians who would prescribe her so decoction at the slightest hint of disturbance, those bitter decoctions.
"Really nothing serious? When returning to the palace, the Empress felt so discomfort in her stomach," Nanny Yun still felt uneasy and pressed Imperial Physician Feng for answers.
Imperial Physician Feng had the feeling of just having returned from a trip to the gates of hell, finding everything sowhat surreal, and almost wished to verify with the Empress herself, was she truly pregnant?
But if the Empress was pregnant, it definitely wasn’t the Emperor’s child.
Imperial Physician Feng had always been frequently employed by the Emperor, and he knew the Emperor’s condition like the back of his hand. Moreover, after that incident, let alone getting close to the Empress, anyone who got close to the Emperor would die.
Although the Emperor had already recovered, the Empress’s pregnancy, as it appeared, had been over three months. This simply, simply...
"Your Highness, you need not worry too much. Your pregnancy is now stable, and even traveling by carriage won’t pose a problem. Please don’t worry too much," Imperial Physician Feng said, watching the reactions of everyone as he spoke.
But he saw that the few female servants beside the Empress were calm, not showing any sign that they considered the Empress’s pregnancy to be sothing very, very...
Imperial Physician Feng was confused but dared not guess recklessly, feeling as though he had picked up an extra lease on life.
"Your Highness, this physician seems unreliable," Nian Xia whispered to Zheng Nianru, noting how the Empress had looked unwell when she returned.
"I actually feel much better now," Zheng Nianru disagreed, at least this physician didn’t make her drink dicine.
"Your Highness, if there’s nothing else, this humble servant..." Imperial Physician Feng had not finished speaking when he heard the eunuch outside reporting hurriedly.
"Your Highness, the Emperor has arrived." The eunuch hadn’t finished speaking when Zheng Congyuan had already entered.
"Nian Ru, I heard you were feeling unwell, what’s wrong?" It was Imperial Physician Feng who was called, and Qi Jin had directly co to report.
Nanny Yun looked at her mistress with a aningful glance. Although she couldn’t grasp why the Empress was doing this, she had a faint idea of what the Empress was up to.
But why must she tell the Emperor?
At that ti, there had indeed been no other choice, and who could have foreseen the future events? Who would have thought the Emperor would truly recover? Even if he had, isn’t Pri Minister Ju still covering the sky with one hand? What exactly is the Empress trying to accomplish with this?
"It’s nothing serious, just a little tired," Zheng Nianru looked up at Zheng Congyuan, smiling faintly, and gestured for him to co closer, "You’ve co at the right ti, I have so pastries from father’s house."
Zheng Congyuan breathed a sigh of relief, took the woman’s extended hand, and sat down beside the couch, nibbling on a pastry held in Zheng Nianru’s hand, before he noticed Imperial Physician Feng, who was waiting at the side.
"Imperial Physician Feng—"
Imperial Physician Feng shuddered and dropped to his knees, his legs trembling.
Yuan Geng glanced at Imperial Physician Feng, his eyes slightly cold. A useless person, keeping him around was only inviting trouble.
Zheng Congyuan frowned, feeling that sothing was amiss, but before he could speak up, he saw two unfamiliar guards step closer in their direction.
Zheng Congyuan imdiately felt these n were strangers, but he recognized Yuan Geng and Hui Shan among them, and their expressions and deanor told him that these two were not among Yuan Geng’s n.
Nanny Yun quickly signaled to these two n with her eyes. Didn’t they see the Emperor was here? What were they barging in for?
"n from Prince Duan’s Mansion?" Zheng Congyuan asked casually. Prince Duan’s concern was genuine; he knew about attempts to plant people inside, and since Nian Ru had just returned from there, it was inevitable that Prince Duan would try to send soone in.
"Leave now, rushing in like this, what manners!" Nanny Yun had already scolded them, and the two n glanced at each other before retreating backward.
Zheng Congyuan still felt sothing was off, as if sothing had happened here, and he was the only one unaware.
The abnormal behavior of Imperial Physician Feng, the excessive nervousness of the two n, the tension in Nanny Yun... it was all oddly concerning.
Zheng Congyuan turned back to look at Zheng Nianru, only to see the woman by his side with an unchanged expression, reclining on the wooden couch, apparently unfazed by the events below, more attracted to the pastries on the table.
Perhaps he was overthinking it.
"Imperial Physician Feng, how is the Empress’s condition?" Zheng Congyuan continued, Qi Jin said the Empress had called for Imperial Physician Feng as soon as she returned to the palace. He rembered that Nian Ru’s usual physician was Imperial Doctor Lin, so why had she summoned Imperial Physician Feng now?
"Your Majesty, the Empress, the Empress..." Imperial Physician Feng’s lips trembled, he didn’t want to be nervous, but he couldn’t help it.
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