"Many thanks."
Returning to the study, Ye Li leaned against the desk in a daze. The sudden news that had just arrived still made it hard for her to recover. Her calmness and composure in front of Han Mingyue was just a habitual disguise. After thinking for a long time, she raised her hand to gently caress her flat stomach that had not changed at all. Ye Li's clear face became even gentler. This place … … actually had a child that she and Mo Xiuyao shared. People who had never been a mother would never understand how wonderful this feeling was. Maybe in a few more months, she would be able to feel the change in him and feel the baby kicking and punching in her stomach. A faint smile appeared on her lips and the expression between her brows became even more determined.
"Someone come."
The one who came in was Wei Lin. He walked to the door and respectfully said, "Wang fei."
"Go get a doctor." Wei Lin stilled and said worriedly, "Is wang fei not feeling well?"
Ye Li shook her head and said, "Go."
Thinking that Ye Li was not feeling well, Wei Lin did not care about anything else as he turned and flew out. Not long after, he dragged in a youth that was only in his twenties. Looking at the excessively young doctor in front of her, Ye Li raised her eyebrows. In fact, the average age of the doctors in the army wasn't too old. After all, the hardships of marching wasn't something that those old doctors could bear. But the youth in front of her was a bit too young. No matter if she admitted it or not, Chinese medicine did not completely rely on talent. More often than not, it relied on experience. Wei Lin clearly understood Ye Li's doubts and went forward to explain, "Wang fei, Doctor Yang is Mister Chen's martial nephew. Mister Chen also has high praise for his medical skills. These two years, he has been at the Black Cloud Cavalry in the northwest. This time, he has followed the Black Cloud Cavalry to stay in Xinyang City. "
Ye Li nodded and smiled apologetically at the youth, "Since it's like this, Doctor Yang, please take my pulse."
Obviously, it was not the first time that the young doctor had encountered other people's doubts about him. He did not care and went forward to sit down. He took out the pulse pillow and placed it properly to feel Ye Li's pulse. A long while later, the young doctor's furrowed brows relaxed. Standing, he raised his hands to Ye Li and said: "Congratulations, wang fei. This subordinate sees that wang fei is pregnant."
Wei Lin was stunned when he heard this, and he was at a loss for what to do. If Wang Fei was pregnant normally, the Prince Ding Mansion and the entire Mohist army would rejoice. But now that she was pregnant, it meant that Wang Fei and Little Shizi's comfort could not be completely guaranteed. Ye Li lowered her eyes and muttered in a low voice: "I really do … …" The youth nodded his head with certainty and said: "Replying to wangfei, this subordinate is certain." Ye Li looked at him and asked: "Do you need me to prescribe any medicine?"
The young man shook his head and said, "Princess Consort's health is very good, and her pulse is also very good. There was no need for any pregnancy stabilizing medicine among his subordinates. Since it wasn't necessary, there was no harm in avoiding it. But the necessary tonics are still needed. Also, in the first few months, wang fei must be extra careful and not affect the fetus. "
"The first few months? Then in the future? "
"After three or four months, the fetus will be stable and there won't be any major problems. But at the same time, you still have to be careful and safe. Also … … after four or five months, wang fei may not be able to move freely … … "When he said this, the young doctor couldn't help but become worried. He wasn't a doctor who sat at home all day and didn't care about anything. As a military doctor who followed the army, he naturally knew how dangerous the battlefield was and how many unpredictable accidents there were. Looking at Ye Li, he could only say: "Please be careful, wang fei."
Ye Li nodded and said: "Ben fei knows. Would it be alright for Doctor Yang to stay in the governor's office for the next few days?"
The young doctor raised his hands and said: "It is this subordinate's honor to be able to take care of Little Shizi. This subordinate will obey. "
"Thank you for your trouble, doctor. Please keep this matter a secret for me. Other than the people by ben fei's side, ben fei does not want anyone else to know. "
Although the young doctor didn't understand, he still agreed and said: "This subordinate will list the tonics and give them to wang fei's people."
"Many thanks. Wei Lin, send Doctor Yang out. "
"Yes."
"Wang fei!" Feng Zhiyao blew in from the outside like a gust of wind. His usually carefree and unrestrained face was covered in a rare fine sweat. His cynical and elegant face had also turned pale due to nervousness. Ye Li raised her head to look at him. She asked with a smile: "What is it?" Feng Zhiyao lost his composure and pointed a finger at her. He quickly pulled it back, but his face still looked like he was having trouble digesting. "You … … wang fei … … you, you really … …"
"That's right." Not used to his trembling appearance, Ye Li generously nodded and admitted, "Yes, I'm pregnant."
"How can it be like this!" Feng Zhiyao looked like he had been struck by lightning. He looked pitifully at Ye Li. Ye Li couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She helplessly put down the brush and said: "Prince and I have been married for more than a year. What's wrong with having a child?" Feng Zhiyao was silent. What was wrong with a married couple having a child? Of course there was no problem. But right now … … the two armies were at war, and the general of one army had a child. Was this considered a problem? With a sad face, Feng Zhiyao sighed: "Little Shizi … … you really didn't come at the right time … …" It would have been good even if he had come a few days earlier. At least when the Prince hadn't left, the Prince would have known how to deal with this matter. Ye Li unconsciously rubbed her flat stomach. She laughed softly and said: "Even if it's not the right time, it's already here. What can I do?" Alright, it was indeed her fault that she didn't use contraception properly. "Feng San, do you have any suggestions?"
"I need to immediately report this to Prince!" That was Mo Xiuyao's child, the Little Shizi of the Ding Palace. How could he dare to have any suggestions?
"No." Ye Li shook her head and said: "At most, only Zhuo Jing and a few others know about my pregnancy. Among the generals, only you know about it. You can't spread it outside. "
Feng Zhiyao frowned, "Why is that?"
Ye Li said helplessly: "Prince can't leave right now. Why should we distract him? Also, it won't do us any good if the news of my pregnancy gets out. " Feng Zhiyao said worriedly: "But the safety of Princess Consort and the Little Shizi … … I'm afraid we can't hide it for long." Ye Li thought and said: "I estimate that this war will end in at most three months. At that time, the child won't be four months old. As long as we are careful, there won't be any problems. " Feng Zhiyao still wanted to persuade her but was stopped by Ye Li, "It's already not easy for Prince to deal with the allied forces. If he has to worry about us, do you think it will do him any good?" Feng Zhiyao looked at Ye Li's determined face and finally sighed softly. He said in a low voice: "This subordinate obeys. Princess Consort, please take care."
"I understand." Ye Li nodded.
At the end of September and beginning of October, the weather in the northwest had become cold. The occasional light rain and cold wind made the people living in the Chu capital feel the arrival of winter in advance. Entering winter, because of the various military provisions, the fodder for the military horses became scarce. The Xiling Kingdom had never been rich in grain, so their grain reserves were naturally not very rich. Furthermore, they had not expected that this war, which they thought they were going to win, would end up in such a stalemate. Xiling's grain supplies began to show signs of being in short supply. In the middle of October, other than leaving some people to besiege Xinyang, Jhennam Of Gojoseon had turned most of his troops to Hong Zhou, which was known as the granary of the northwest. The Xiling soldiers also started their long-awaited pillaging. Wherever they went, they robbed the grain stores of the government, the crops that had not been harvested in time, and even ordinary villages.
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