Chapter 1128: Chapter 1119: Fetal Distress (Part 4)
Young Master Su felt an urgent need to take a stroll on the street to relieve his awful mood.
After taking a silver ingot, he bid farewell to Old Madam Shen.
The idea was good, and he did go out to the street.
But there were a lot of guards on the street, and the servant feared trouble, so he pulled him back to the mansion.
Young Master Su, "...".
Young Master Su almost collapsed.
The whole day has gone by, and nothing went smoothly.
What’s even more infuriating is that someone speculated that the guards on the street were searching because of him.
Seeing her son’s sulky face, Mrs. Tang knew he hit a wall in the palace.
This didn’t surprise Mrs. Tang.
If that one million taels could stay, why wouldn’t Marquis Dongxiang keep it?
A million taels is a lot, even if the Emperor could save a little less each year, in five years it would be enough.
Catch a few more corrupt officials, and the family’s wealth would be almost sufficient.
There’s still time, no need to rush.
More importantly, Mrs. Tang feels that marriage depends on fate. At least, Princess Beimo is now destined with her son.
As parents who enjoy digging pits for their son and tirelessly creating traps for him.
This pit is big and round enough, with a challenging difficulty.
Young Master Su, in a bad mood, returned to the mansion and went directly to his room to sit at the table and daydream.
The Ninth Prince and others sat with him, feeling sorry for him.
Afraid that Young Master Su might get obsessed, the Ninth Prince gently pushed him, "What are you thinking about?"
"Tell us, and we can help you think."
Young Master Su tilted his head, looking at him, "Now that I’m so valuable, how much do you think my father is worth?"
Ninth Prince, "...".
Young Master Shen, "...".
Young Master Zhao, "...".
As soon as Young Master Su spoke.
Those four words, worrying unnecessarily, just flew straight at them.
Does this seem like someone stuck in a dead-end due to a bad mood?
He’s already contemplating how to sell his father.
There’s absolutely no buyer for such deep-seated grievances.
Ninth Prince felt at ease and said, "Why do you think your father must be worth more than you?"
"People always say you’ve surpassed the old generation; surely King Beimo saw this point too."
Young Master Su clapped the table, "You’re right!"
"Why should my father be worth more than me?"
"I’ll sell him cheaply!"
"....".
Cheap... sell?
Mother of mercy.
We didn’t say anything.
"I’ll go paint," Ninth Prince quickly rose to say.
Young Master Shen and Young Master Zhao also dared not sit with Young Master Su.
Such dangerous thoughts, if Marquis Dongxiang found out, he’d surely beat him half to death?
It’d be terrible if they were misunderstood as accomplices.
Outside the room, the servant was twitching at the corners of his mouth and eyes.
Thankfully, Steward Lin was worried Young Master Su would be angered by the Marquis, so he had him watch carefully.
Young Master Su is still the same Young Master Su.
He’s not one to collapse completely after a little oppression.
Feeling reassured, the servant went to report to Steward Lin.
On the way to Mrs. Tang, after being informed by the servant, Steward Lin was frazzled.
Spotting the signs, Mrs. Tang asked, "Is Yangyang still angry?"
"Still angry, but the Marquis is in the mansion, he’ll be even angrier," Steward Lin replied.
Mrs. Tang was puzzled.
Steward Lin then told Mrs. Tang what the servant reported.
Mrs. Tang, "...".
Mrs. Tang raised her hand to her forehead.
No matter what happens, it’s always her son getting into trouble, undeniably pitiful despite the grievances.
The Duchess of Chong hugged her grandson, suppressing her laughter.
Princess Fu Yun sat beside her, laughing until her stomach hurt.
She was truly in pain, pressing her hand to her stomach.
No one noticed this subtle action, considering Young Master Su’s antics, even the most composed maidens couldn’t help but laugh heartily—stomachaches were unsurprising.
Once Young Master Su regained his composure, everyone ignored him.
Instead, in the street, guards searched the Capital City for the Eldest Prince, inevitably alerting civil and military officials.
Even though the Eldest Prince’s martial arts skills aren’t extraordinary, he isn’t lacking either. He likely left the palace with guards, so how could he go missing?
By the next morning, there was still no trace of the Eldest Prince, leaving everyone with an uneasy feeling.
The Emperor’s mood was the worst.
Knowing the Emperor was worried about the Eldest Prince’s safety, despite mild disputes in morning assemblies due to conflicting views, today’s unusual silence prevailed; nobody wanted to risk provoking him.
Guards continued their search without slackening.
Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.
Princess Fu Yun woke as usual, got dressed and washed.
But while rinsing her mouth, she suddenly felt nauseous, and her stomach subtly ached.
Maid Shanhu couldn’t help but say, "Commandery Princess, perhaps you should see a doctor."
"Yesterday when Young Master bumped into you, I noticed you rubbed your stomach several times. You barely ate anything last night, and now you feel like vomiting. Your complexion isn’t good; I’m really worried."
Princess Fu Yun thought it was nothing, though her stomach hurt, it would soon pass.
The maid knew Princess Fu Yun feared Mrs. Tang would scold Young Master Su.
But Young Master Su is used to being scolded; he is the sole heir of Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, no one would do anything to him.
The Princess’s health is the priority.
Princess Fu Yun insisted, so the maid didn’t press further.
But as the Princess’s close maid, if the Princess doesn’t do what should be done, she must learn to make decisions, otherwise, nobody could bear potential consequences.
Sure enough, while Princess Fu Yun had breakfast, went to pay respects to Mrs. Tang and the Duchess of Chong, Doctor Li arrived.
They arrived back-to-back, leaving Mrs. Tang a bit bemused, "Why is Doctor Li here?"
Shanhu quickly replied, "I took the liberty as a servant seeing the Princess’s complexion wasn’t good, and called Doctor Li."
Princess Fu Yun glared at the maid.
The maid lowered her head.
Mrs. Tang asked worriedly, "Why would your complexion be poor, didn’t sleep well last night?"
Princess Fu Yun said it was nothing, but since Doctor Li was already called, she couldn’t refuse it would be rude, otherwise wouldn’t it be a wasted trip?
The more one avoids a pulse check, the more it leads people to misunderstand avoiding treatment.
Doctor Li was a frequent guest at Dongxiang Marquis Mansion. Due to familiarity with Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, Li Family Pharmacy’s business thrived.
Doctor Li’s reputation grew larger.
After some small talk, Doctor Li took Princess Fu Yun’s pulse.
Upon feeling her pulse, Doctor Li paused, his expression grew solemn.
His demeanor really startled Mrs. Tang and the Duchess of Chong.
Princess Fu Yun’s health was generally good; her complexion shouldn’t be so poor.
After releasing her pulse, the Duchess of Chong hurriedly asked, "What’s the matter?"
"The fetal energy is disturbed," replied Doctor Li.
"....".
The entire room was stunned.
Mrs. Tang and the Duchess of Chong exchanged glances.
Especially since the Duchess of Chong was holding her grandson.
Huwa was only five months old since birth, and now she’s pregnant again?
After the initial shock came sheer joy.
This is three years for two children!
The Duchess of Chong was ecstatic, and Mrs. Tang was even happier.
She struggled with childbirth, never expecting her daughter-in-law to conceive so easily.
Princess Fu Yun’s face flushed from her ears to her toes.
She wished for a crack in the floor to disappear into.
Doctor Li said, "Fortunately, it was discovered early; if it had been a few days later, the fetus may not have been preserved."
"I will prescribe fetus-protection medicine for the Commandery Princess, to be taken three times a day, and must be taken on time for seven days."
Mrs. Tang hurriedly invited Doctor Li to prepare the prescription.
Once Doctor Li was a bit further away, Mrs. Tang asked, "How did the fetal energy get disturbed?"
Shanhu was about to speak when Princess Fu Yun stopped her, "It’s nothing...".
"Shanhu, you say," Mrs. Tang commanded.
Shanhu then said, "Yesterday, Young Master was eager to go to the palace, and accidentally bumped into the Commandery Princess at the courtyard gate...".
