Ling Mulao calculated the time and found that he only had less than a month left. After all, the time was getting shorter and shorter.

She didn't want to leave, always thinking about leaving one day after another, or deceiving herself. Maybe it wasn't a life-threatening poison at all, but she was too nervous and made a mistake in judgment.

But gradually, she kept dropping a drop of nosebleed inadvertently. Sometimes it dipped into the scroll and dyed it red plum, and some fell on the back of her hand, which was so hot that it burned her heart.

In the meantime, Dr. Xu would come for consultation every day, naturally when Nangong Yi was not around, and then asked Qinghua to take the medicine and make it three times a day.

After taking the medicine day by day, the fetus seemed to have a vague reaction. However, Ling Mulao was thin, so it was not obvious even in the third month of pregnancy.

As time went by, each time Dr. Xu spent more and more time in consultation, he would always frown in confusion.

"Doctor Xu, is there anything wrong?" Ling Mulao stroked his abdomen with his slender fingers and asked nervously.

In the past month, because she was diagnosed with pregnancy, she postponed Nangong Yi's requests with excuses and did not react excessively.

"Your Majesty's fetus is very healthy. Weichen is just diagnosing it as usual. After all, it is a dragon species." Doctor Xu smiled guiltily and hurriedly packed the medicine box.

Ling Mulao didn't squint, but took in all the expressions of Imperial Physician Xu, "Physician Xu, the fetus is also stable. I think we should report it to the emperor."

"Absolutely not~" Dr. Xu said without hesitation. He immediately realized that he had made a mistake and immediately lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, what I mean is that the child is not stable yet. Why not report it to the Emperor in a few days? Wouldn't this be better?"

"Haha~ It makes sense, then just follow the doctor's advice." Ling Mulao's eyes slightly curved into crescent moons, and he smiled with a harmless look on his face.

Doctor Xu secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. He couldn't help but raise his sleeves to wipe the sweat on his forehead, "Wei Chen has resigned."

"Thank you, doctor." Ling Muchao waved his sleeves, and the light in his eyes became colder and colder as he watched the figure walking away.

"Master, is there anything wrong?" Qinghua naturally noticed the change in Ling Mulao's expression, and couldn't help but step forward and asked in a low voice in surprise.

"Qinghua, follow Imperial Physician Xu and see where he goes next." Ling Mulao took a sip from the teacup on the table and ordered.

Upon hearing this, Qinghua immediately knew that there was something fishy about this matter, so she nodded and followed Doctor Xu out of Yirao Palace.

But it was said that Dr. Xu left the Yiluo Palace and walked very anxiously. He looked back from time to time. At a fork in the road, he was supposed to go back to the Taiyuan Hospital but turned a corner and went in the opposite direction.

East Palace.

Although it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, the East Palace is still filled with all kinds of unknown flowers, which are blooming very coquettishly.

There were two braziers placed in the hall, and the crackling flames were flying around, making the room extra warm, like spring.

"Sister, it has been almost two months since Qingwei arrived in Tianxuan Kingdom, and it has been more than a month since the emperor ascended the throne. Why don't you think the wedding date has been decided yet?"

Shangguan Qingwei was sitting on a brown sandalwood chair in the hall, leaning against the soft cushions. She seemed to be asking casually, but she looked at Shangguan Zihan with burning eyes.

"I don't have the final say on this big wedding. Whether it's urgent or not, you have to be patient to make it a big event." Shangguan Zihan didn't even raise his head, and was leisurely playing with the attack he had just made.
Chapter completed!