Chun Nuan was pregnant, and Zhao Minghua was incredibly anxious.
He didn’t know how to take care of his wife properly.
He even went to drink with Doctor Chen, solely to ask for advice on various precautions.
Doctor Chen found it quite amusing: genuine concern leads to confusion.
The young mistress herself is a doctor, and a particularly skilled one in won’s ailnts, yet he cos to for advice.
Of course, Doctor Chen was knowledgeable in this area as well.
He ntioned so dietary prohibitions, and after a few rounds of drinks, he mysteriously gestured for Zhao Minghua to co closer, indicating that he had sothing important to say.
"Go ahead, I’m listening,"
Zhao Minghua, slightly tipsy, replied.
It was mainly the excitent that made him giddy, rather than the alcohol itself.
He was going to be a father and wanted to announce it to everyone with a full parade of drums and gongs.
However, Chun Nuan had said that in the first three months, the pregnancy is unstable, so it’s best not to let outsiders know.
So, he hadn’t even told his mother at ho yet.
"Let tell you, once a woman is pregnant, a man..."
Zhao Minghua was dumbfounded by the end of their conversation.
Really? He had to abstain from that?
And continue abstaining after childbirth until a hundred days later. Zhao Minghua felt at a loss, as if it would be an eternity.
For soone who just got married and only started having such experiences at twenty-one, the thought of abstaining for over a year was daunting.
"Madam should arrange a chamber maid for you."
Mr. Chen noticed Zhao Minghua’s frustration and added softly, "However, young master, you should still take care of your health and don’t overdo it."
"What are you talking about?"
Zhao Minghua snapped back to reality, wondering what nonsense the old man was saying?
He lived without a woman for twenty-one years, why would it seem like he can’t live without one now?
Moreover, he has a wife now, why would he want a chamber maid?
Not to ntion the agreent he had made with Chun Nuan, the family rules of the Zhao family did not allow such thoughts.
Chaos in a family begins with instability in the household.
The Zhao family’s tradition of n not taking concubines and won not being concubines was well-founded. Zhao Minghua had known this rule since childhood and understood that battles between wives lead to family ruin.
"I’m just reminding you,"
"Thanks a lot,"
Zhao Minghua found it amusing and frustrating at the sa ti.
After inquiring with Doctor Chen about dietary restrictions, he went to find Mrs. Zhou, instructing her that the als in the Nuangxiang Pavilion must be personally handled according to his specifications.
Certain foods should not appear, while others must be rotated.
"Yes, young master, I understand,"
Mrs. Zhou, intrigued by the nu, studied it carefully and suddenly made a significant discovery: This was a big deal, she needed to report to Mada quickly.
"Are you sure about this?"
Mrs. Zhao was pleasantly surprised, "Then why haven’t we called for a doctor?"
"Madam, you must rember that our Third Young Madam is a doctor herself; she only needs to take her own pulse to know. If you still have doubts, you can ask the maids around the young mistress if she washed her clothes last month."
Exactly, why hadn’t Mrs. Zhao thought of this?
Mrs. Zhao summoned Ding Xiang.
"Is your young mistress feeling unwell these past few days? Why hasn’t she been going to teach?"
The Won’s dical School was set up in the backyard of the Hundred Herbs Hall, and indeed, Chun Nuan hadn’t been going out lately.
"Madam, the young mistress has indeed been unwell these past few days, she sent word to take five days off from teaching,"
Ding Xiang quickly replied.
"In what way is she unwell? Has she seen a doctor?"
"The young mistress said there’s no need, just rest. It’s just that she keeps vomiting..." Ding Xiang hesitated before continuing, "The young mistress hasn’t washed her clothes this month."
That settles it!
Mrs. Zhao’s eyes sparkled.
"Take good care of your young mistress and you’ll be heavily rewarded."
"Yes, madam."
"You may go."
"Yes, my lady, I take my leave."
Once Ding Xiang left, Mrs. Zhao couldn’t sit still.
She felt an overwhelming urge to scold her son.
Such a significant event, and he hadn’t even inford her.
Wait, should she ask her daughter-in-law about it now?
Or would it be better to pretend she knows nothing and say nothing?
"Madam, it’s not advisable to spread news of a pregnancy externally during the first three months, I suppose the young mistress thought the sa,"
Nanny Zhong hurriedly comforted her.
"Soone, go fetch the third young master for ,"
Her daughter-in-law kept it low-key, yet her son hadn’t reported a thing; perhaps this son was simply irredeemable!
However, the servants reported that the third young master was again not at ho.
"With the world in such chaos outside, this boy is still running around,"
It was infuriating and anxiety-inducing.
Mrs. Zhao spent the entire day restless, concerned about her son and also fretting over the grandchild in her daughter-in-law’s belly.
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