Sun Miaoqing couldn't help but think of the orange cake at the palace banquet, and couldn't help but retched again. Qiangwei quickly patted Sun Miaoqing's back gently to make her feel better.
Suzuran said, "The thing I dislike the most is orange cake. Not to mention eating it, I can't even smell it."
"At the palace banquet just now, the emperor asked Xiao Xiazi to bring over a plate of orange cakes. He said it was delicious and asked Xiao Xiazi to watch the young master eat some more."
"The young master had no choice but to eat, and then he retched violently. Although he is feeling better now, he still hasn't stopped, so I bothered Mr. Lu to come here."
When Imperial Physician Lu heard this, he immediately felt relieved. At today's palace banquet, Mr. Cheng has always been a glutton, and he was afraid that he might not be treated badly at all.
The air in the hall was mixed, and he was forced to eat so many orange cakes. It was not surprising to have such symptoms. It's just a minor illness, nothing serious.
However, out of caution, Dr. Lu opened the medicine box and took out his own food. It would be safer to check the pulse.
"Please, little master, put your hand on this pulse pillow."
After Sun Miaoqing put it on, he separated it with a layer of silk handkerchief. After checking the pulse, Dr. Lu was overjoyed. His luck had come!
"Wei Chen has something to ask the young master, and I would like to ask the young master to tell you."
"Master Lu, if you have anything you want to ask, feel free to ask, but what's wrong with me?"
Dr. Lu said, "Don't worry, little master, your health is not serious. It's just that I dare to ask my little master, when was the last time you sent a letter?"
Sun Miaoqing blushed. This was the first time in her two lifetimes that a man asked this question. But ask her for a monthly letter?
Is it because...
Sun Miaoqing panicked. She hadn't been here for two months, but her health was never accurate, and she also liked eating crabs.
Even if these don't count, Huan Yixiang in Concubine Hua's Palace counts...
This is impossible!
Sun Miaoqing said, "Why does Mr. Lu ask about this?"
Doctor Lu said with a smile, "My master's pulse is smooth and strong, and his ulnar pulse is constantly pressing. Coupled with the symptoms of nausea and vomiting, he should be in good health."
When Linglan heard this, she immediately smiled and said hurriedly
"My little master hasn't had a bath for two months. I thought it was because of my irregular menstruation, but I didn't expect that I'm pregnant!"
"My slave, congratulations to the young master, congratulations to the young master."
The same is true for Qiangwei, and several of them are happier than Sun Miaoqing, the rightful owner.
Sun Miaoqing said nothing, looking at Imperial Physician Lu who was standing in front of him, his eyes full of scrutiny.
This Lu Jingsi was the person Sun Zhuhe tried his best to send to the palace in a roundabout way. I don't know if it was because of his poor medical skills or because he had been bribed, but he actually said that she was pregnant.
After Qiangwei was happy, she saw Sun Miaoqing's serious expression. Not only was he not happy at all, but he was quite angry.
"My lord, pregnancy is a good thing that all concubines look forward to. What is this about you?"
Ling Lan and Dr. Lu finally reacted and calmed down under Sun Miaoqing's cold face.
Sun Miaoqing said, "Master Lu, I remember that the friendship between our two families dates back to my father's generation. Master Lu, do you think I can trust you?"
Doctor Lu was startled and then said, "What do you mean by this, young master?"
"Mr. Sun was the one who saved my father's life. Although the old man and my father are both deceased, the relationship between the two families has not been severed. Besides, without Mr. Sun's help, I would not have the chance to enter the Tai'an Hospital to serve."
"We can see how loyal I am to my little master, so I can rest assured."
Sun Miaoqing could not see through what he was thinking, but she believed that Sun Zhuhe would not just send someone in to help her.
"In this case, I'm not afraid to tell the adults that I can't be pregnant."
The three of them were all shocked, especially Linglan and Qiangwei. They both knew about Sun Miaoqing. If Sun Miaoqing had a health problem, how could he hide it.
Linglan said immediately, "My dear master, what are you talking about? You are so good, how could you not be pregnant?"
Qiangwei also nodded vigorously, as if pounding garlic.
When Sun Miaoqing saw that they had misunderstood, he didn't say much and said directly, "Master Lu has only been in Tai Hospital for a short time. Have you ever heard of Huan Yixiang?"
Lu Jing thought for a while and then said, "I have heard some stories. It is said that the emperor personally selected the spices and configuration, and only Concubine Hua can use it."
"At that time, I was just sighing at Concubine Hua's favor. Now I hear the young master talking about it. Is there anything wrong with this fragrance?"
Sun Miaoqing said, "What if I said, there is a hint of musk in Huanyixiang?"
Doctor Lu, Qiangwei and Linglan all widened their eyes when they heard this. Hua Fei has been Big Fat Orange's favorite pet for many years. Huanyi Fragrance, which contains musk, was also given by Big Fat Orange himself.
Just how did Mr. Cheng know about such a thing!
