When Xianfei was on the side of the concubine, she was very happy to hear that Yuan Qingling was pregnant.

Although she doesn't like Yuan Qingling, she doesn't like it. Now she is the Princess of Chu, and this cannot be changed for the time being.

Besides, although this princess has a bad family background, it will be different if she gives birth to a legitimate son.

I have to hope that the fetus is made of a handle.

Nowadays, no prince has given birth to a child.

"During these days, you have to keep Yuan Qingling's belly for me. You probably know what wind is blowing in the court. If Yuan Qingling's fetus is a brother..." Concubine Xian lowered her voice and said in his ear: "You are the most likely to be made the crown prince."

Concubine Xian originally thought that the fifth brother was not qualified to compete for the position of prince, but Yuan Qingling was pregnant and gave her a heart-wrenching injection. Now she felt her blood was boiling and full of fighting spirit.

The situation in the court is changing endlessly. Who would have thought that the emperor would now use his offspring to establish his throne?

Yuwenhao smiled, "Mother, you better not hold this hope. The wind blowing in the court may not be the true meaning of the father."

"What do you know?" Concubine Xian glared at him, "If you talk about the past, this may not be possible, but do you think your father is not in a hurry? There are so many princes under your father, and you haven't seen a grandson with a handful, so the people are afraid that there will be a lot of criticism."

There is another sentence that Xianfei did not say.

That is, no matter what the emperor is thinking, what matters is the wind blowing in the court.

As long as all the civil and military ministers believe this, they will naturally support Lao Wu.

At that time, if you want to compete for the position of prince, you will have enough bargaining chips.

Concubine Xian didn't care what Yu Wenhao had to react, and continued: "This fetus must be a brother. The mother will find a recipe for you. I heard that some of the folks' prescriptions are very effective. As long as you eat them, you must be a man."

Yu Wenhao was amused and laughed and cried after hearing these words, "Mother, don't believe what the public says. It's already decided whether it's a man or a woman. Moreover, the princess and I don't think it's important to have a first child, as long as it's safe."

"Nonsense!" Xianfei looked like she didn't want to tell him, and said hegemony: "Anyway, don't worry about this matter. The mother has her own arrangements. You just need to let her obediently take the medicine."

Yu Wenhao was about to refute, but he heard the rumors outside that the empress dowager asked him to come over.

When he returned to the empress dowager, it turned out that the old lady asked the imperial doctor about it and said that the medicinal properties of Zijin Decoction were very domineering and fearing that there would be any changes in the fetus, he immediately asked Yuwenhao to come back and gave him a lot of tonics, asking him to take it back to the royal palace for the imperial doctor to use it at his discretion.

The old lady is not as intense as the Virtue, so she must have Yuan Qingling give birth to a son. Of course, it is best to have a son, but because she is the first child and taking Zijin Decoction, it is a blessing that she can save her.

However, the Empress Dowager also said in confusion: "I heard from the imperial doctor that people who take Zijin Decoction will hurt their lungs and livers. Generally speaking, it is good to save their lives, and it is almost impossible to get pregnant."

"I'm really pregnant." Yu Wenhao said with a smile.

"Yes," the old lady murmured: "That's why I said that being pregnant is a blessing given by God, but this blessing is really great. It's like a thin field. How can I grow rice? It's such a blessing!"

Yuwen Hao said shamelessly: "It's not entirely a blessing, the farmer is diligent!"

The queen mother laughed and scolded: "Shameless!"

After making jokes like this, the old lady was less nervous and said, "Now that she is pregnant, no matter how she gets pregnant, it is important to keep this child. You have to remember it for me. Don't be reckless. Listen to the imperial doctor, if there is any change in the fetus due to greed for pleasure, your old body will have to break your ears."

Yuwenhao was ashamed, "Is the grandson like that?"

"No matter what, I turned around and arranged a few people for you, so that I could serve you so that you wouldn't be able to stand it!" said the old lady.

After hearing this, Yu Wenhao laughed, "Grandmother, if you arrange someone to go there, the grandson will not be able to save the princess' stomach after three days, and she will be very angry."

The old lady frowned, "I really don't remember that she is a jealous and narrow person. Well, for the sake of the fetus, you must not be angry with her. It's at best for a year or two. When the baby is born, my grandmother will make the decision for you, and you will definitely be indispensable to three wives and four concubines."

Yuwenhao felt that he should hurry up and leave the palace. If he continued, all three wives and four concubines were missing.

Yuwenhao returned to the palace, and Yuan Qingling had just drunk the soup and vomited.

The court verdict invited by the emperor was also seen. The fetus was indeed unstable. He told Yu Wenhao that the prescription should be fried and drunk every day. As for the inability to eat and morning sickness, there was no way to eat as much as you could.

When Yu Wenhao saw that Yuan Qingling had spitted out of spinach on his face, he felt so distressed that he was reluctant to go to the yamen to hold him.

Yuan Qingling had no strength in her body, and she laid her head on his legs, her hair covered her face in a mess, and said weakly: "I don't understand what's going on? It's not been a day or two since she got pregnant. She didn't vomit before, but suddenly she vomited so much."

Yuwenhao pulled her hair away and said with pain: "Do you see if there is medicine in the medicine box? Can you stop vomiting?"

"I've eaten everything I deserve." Yuan Qingling sighed.

"I really hope I can feel uncomfortable for you." Yu Wenhao's heart aches.

Yuan Qingling smiled bitterly, "This is probably nothing, it really hurts when he was born."

Judging from today's medicine, having a baby is like stepping into the gates of hell with one foot.

Once you encounter an incorrect fetal position, severe bleeding in the transverse breech position, you will not even have a way to rescue it.

Yuan Qingling really felt that he had only half his life left.

Yu Wenhao felt very uncomfortable. It was a very happy thing to get pregnant, but when he thought of the pressure in the palace, the pressure outside, the suffering endured by pregnancy, and the pain of having a child, he felt a little resentful to the child.

Xiao Zamao, before she was born, she told her mother to suffer so much.

"What do you say about Father?" Yuan Qingling took a breath and asked.

"He is very happy, the Empress Dowager and her mother are both very happy." Yu Wenhao feels that he is not happy at all.

Yuan Qingling said: "It's good to be happy, but there are always unhappy people."

"Tang Yang has dispersed, saying that your fetus is unstable, and there is also good news. The boss has been transferred from the capital. He will not appear in the next few months. Don't worry, I will try my best to protect you and do everything."

Yuan Qingling held his hand and rubbed his head into his arms, trying to find a comfortable position and way to hold him, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you for your hard work." Yu Wenhao stroked her face.

After joy, the beginning of endless troubles.

Being a parent seems not easy at all.

The next day, he got up early in the morning and asked someone to prepare rice porridge and pickles. Yuan Qing was calm and vomited everything he ate now. He should be able to eat some rice porridge and pickles.

As soon as I got back from work, I saw Yuan Qingling spitting out with a spittoon in his arms, and the green buds were drying next to him.

He asked the imperial physician, who said that the easiest time to vomit is when you wake up in the morning, which is called morning sickness.
Chapter completed!