As Saya's somewhat tearful words fell, the expressions on the faces of Liu Mingzhi, Song Qing, and Hu Yanyu suddenly changed.
In the blink of an eye, brothers Liu Mingzhi and Song Qing subconsciously turned to look at each other.
After the two brothers saw the deep surprise in each other's eyes, the expressions on their respective faces couldn't help but become weird.
Immediately, the two younger brothers, Mr. Liu and others, turned their heads and looked at Hu Yanyu who was standing aside with strange eyes.
Hu Yanyu looked at the worried expression on Saya's pretty face, and felt the eyes of Liu Dashao and Liu Dashao looking at her one after another, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly involuntarily.
At this moment, the expression on Hu Yanyu's face can be said to be as wonderful as possible.
This girl Saya doesn't understand what Dalong calls the Xisi disease. How can she, Brother Liu, and Brother Song not know what Xisi disease is?
Saya looked at Hu Yanyu, whose face was constantly changing after listening to her words, but who had not spoken for a long time, and the expression on her pretty face suddenly became more anxious.
"Master Huyan, Master Huyan, don't be silent.
I beg you, slave, can you tell your slave what kind of sickness my young lady has?
Wuwuwu,wuwuwuwu...
Master Huyan, wuwuwuwu, will my lady be fine?"
Amid Saya's choked cries, Hu Yanyu's double mold instantly regained a trace of clarity, and took two small steps forward with slightly trembling lips.
"Saya, tell me again, what disease does Queen Safisa have?"
"Reply to Master Huyan, you are suffering from Xisi disease. My young lady is suffering from Xixi disease."
"Suffering from a disease that I like, I suffer from a disease that I like."
After Hu Yanyu repeated the words "sick and sick" twice with trembling lips, the look in her eyes when she looked at Saya instantly became complicated.
It was a complex look that contained a bit of surprise, a bit of disbelief, and a bit of confusion.
"breathe."
After Hu Yanyu took a few deep breaths, he shook his head vigorously.
“It’s a disease you like, you’re a disease you like.”
"Saya, are you sure you are sick?"
Saya listened to Hu Yanyu's questions and nodded her head hurriedly.
"Yes, yes, yes, Master Huyan, I am very sure that the disease my young lady has is the disease of happiness.
After the doctor took my young lady's pulse, he told the slave several times with a very serious look on his face that what my young lady has is the disease of your Dalong Celestial Dynasty.
Then, the doctor urged the slaves to come quickly and look for you, Master Huyan.
My slave, on the way to His Majesty the Emperor, I kept repeating the words "sickness" in my mouth.
Therefore, I am very sure that my young lady’s illness is “sickness”.
Master Huyan, will my young lady be fine?"
When Hu Yanyu saw Saya, she asked Safisa again and again if something would happen to her, but she didn't feel any dissatisfaction in her heart.
Because he understood that the reason why Saya was like this was entirely because he cared too much and was too worried about his young lady.
Let me ask, who would feel dissatisfied with such a loyal girl?
Hu Yanyu took a deep breath and looked at Saya, who looked anxious and had tears in her eyes, and chuckled happily.
"Haha, hahaha, Saya."
"Hey, my servant is here, Master Huyan?"
"Saya, listen to me, you don't have to worry.
Not only will Safisa's illness not cause any problems, it is actually a good thing."
After Saya heard Hu Yanyu say that her daughter's illness was not only not a problem, but also a good thing, the expression on her pretty face couldn't help but be stunned.
"Ah? Good thing...good thing?"
"Hahaha, yes, it is a good thing."
Saya looked at the smiling Hu Yanyu and asked doubtfully: "A good thing? Being sick is actually a good thing?
Master Huyan, can you tell me what kind of disease this illness is in your Dalong Celestial Empire?"
Hu Yanyu looked at Saya's eyes full of curiosity in her watery eyes. After taking a big puff of tobacco from the tobacco bag in his hand, he uttered three words in a slightly sad tone.
"Pregnant!"
After Saya heard the words "pregnant" mentioned by Hu Yanyu, the expression on her pretty face suddenly froze, and a look of astonishment flashed in her watery eyes.
It can be seen from the change in her expression that she is obviously not sure whether she heard correctly just now.
"Wha...what? Pregnant...pregnant?"
Hu Yanyu listened to Saya's stammering, her tone full of uncertainty, and nodded with a faint smile.
"Yes, she is pregnant. Safisa is pregnant."
Saya looked at Hu Yanyu's faint smile, her red lips slightly opened and took a deep breath to calm herself down.
Immediately, she looked hesitantly and raised her white and tender hands to make up and down gestures on her flat belly twice.
"Master Huyan, what is that, what is that.
The pregnancy you just mentioned is the kind of pregnancy with a baby that I told you, slave?"
Seeing Saya's charming look, Hu Yanyu smiled and nodded.
"Hahaha, hahahahaha.
That's right, the pregnancy I just mentioned is the kind of pregnancy you know."
Listening to Hu Yanyu's solemn tone, Saya quickly raised her hand and quickly wiped away the tears that had lingered in her eyes for a long time.
Immediately afterwards, she suddenly smiled and tightly grasped her pair of white and tender jade hands, and couldn't help but beat hard.
"Pregnant, pregnant.
Great, great. Not only will my lady be fine, she is also pregnant.
My young lady has always wanted to have a child of her own many years ago, and now she can finally get her wish.
God bless, it’s great, it’s really great.”
After Saya sighed in a sweet voice with an excited expression, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and the excited expression on her pretty face was slightly startled.
"Hey, that's not right, that's not right.
Since the old king passed away a few years ago, my lady has never married anyone else. How could she be pregnant?
My young lady is not married, so whose child is she carrying?"