Zhuge Linlang took care of herself and returned to the bedroom. When Ling Chuyao came back, she only saw a human figure protruding.
It just so happened that the servant came over and said that the dinner was ready, Ling Chuyao walked to the bed and called Zhuge Linlang.
After he approached, he found that Zhuge Linlang was all shrunk in the quilt. Although the northwest was cold, it was not cold enough.
Ling Chuyao was a little strange, peeling the person out of the quilt, only to see her flushed face. Ling Chuyao moved his heart, reached out his hand to cover Zhuge Linlang's forehead, and found it shockingly hot.
He picked up the person and patted Zhuge Linlang's face, "Linlang, Linlang? You wake up."
Zhuge Linlang reluctantly opened her eyes and was a little fuzzy at the figure in front of her. She pushed away his hand and said, "I am very tired. I will sleep for a while, and then call me later."
Where would Ling Chuyao let her go to bed? After calling Dong Lin to call Feiling, he ordered someone to cook a bowl of porridge, and wanted Zhuge Linlang to drink it before going to sleep.
Zhuge Linlang is now unconscious and can't feed anything.
Ling Chuyao was anxious, but because he didn't understand medical skills, he didn't dare to move. He could only urge people to see if Feiling had come—Ling lived in a small courtyard some distance from the main courtyard, so that he could toss him daily. Those weird things.
Feiling came quickly.
Ling Chuyao put the person in her arms and left a bright wrist outside. Feiling didn't talk nonsense, and sat on the bed in silence to get Zhuge Linlang's pulse.
"How?"
With frowning, Feiling said concisely: "The princess is pregnant, plus she has been overthinking and uncomfortable when she first came to the northwest, and she has some fever."
If Zhuge Linlang was awake, she would be surprised. She always thought Feiling was a mute, but she didn't expect that he could speak.
Ling Chuyao didn't expect such a result. She stood in the same place a little stunnedly. His first thought was: When he went down for a horse race, there was nothing at all. This child is really tough.
Who knows that the next moment I will hear Feiling continue to say: "The princess's fetal image is not very stable, it is not appropriate to think and exercise vigorously, otherwise the child may not be able to keep it.
Ling Chuyao remembered being scared after the horse race in the afternoon, and concealed some trembling hands into his sleeves to prevent people from seeing his gaffe. On the surface, she asked calmly: "She is still hot now, do you need to take medicine?"
Feiling shook his head, "It's a three-point medicine. The subordinates prescribe a prescription. The prince can let the king cook medicated food for the princess. This will slow down the temperature, but it will not hurt the child."
"it is good."
When Ye Ling Chuyao went to bed after eating a meal and took the person into his arms, placing his palm on Zhuge Linlang's lower abdomen, although it was still flat, but thinking that there was already a small life in it, he was so moved.
He kissed Zhuge Linlang's temple, suppressed joy and said, "Linlang, we have a baby."
Zhuge Linlang felt that she had slept for a long, long time, and there were some weird scenes in her mind, some from past lives and some from this life. In the end, the picture stayed on Ling Chuyao’s expressionless face and said to herself that he wanted to accept the concubine .
When Acacia came in, she saw Zhuge Linlang sitting up by herself. She came over very happily and said: "Girl, are you awake? You have been in a coma for three days. Fei Ling said that if you can't wake up anymore, you will have The child is in danger."
Zhuge Linlang reacted after a while, "What did you just say, kid?"
"Yeah, you were ill before, and the prince asked Feiling to come for a pulse diagnosis, and he diagnosed that you were two months pregnant."
Zhuge Linlang put her hand on her lower abdomen and asked blankly, "I have a baby?"
Hearing the news that Zhuge Linlang was waking up, Ling Chuyao didn't care about the matter at hand, and left the person reporting the matter aside, and went back to the house.
As soon as I walked in, I saw Zhuge Linlang sitting at the table drinking porridge.
"Lin Lang, are you awake? Are there any discomforts? I will ask Feiling to come over and give you a lower pulse!"
Zhuge Linlang didn't stop him from seeing his excited appearance, so it's okay to let Feiling come over. She wanted to know how her current physical condition was.
After taking the pulse, Feiling said some precautions, Zhuge Linlang was a little surprised as expected.
I don't know if it was because of the initial recovery from a serious illness, the reaction was a little slow, her expression faithfully reflected her thoughts, and Ling Chuyao took the person into her arms to explain it to her after Fei Ling left.
"Fei Ling is not a dumb person, but she doesn't speak unless she has to. She usually leaves Zhang Fangzi after she finishes her pulse. Even I can't remember the last time I heard him speak."
Zhuge Linlang was a little unaccustomed to being held in his arms. He wanted to get off him, but he didn't expect to be held closer.
Ling Chuyao buried her face on her neck, and then said for a while: "Lin Lang, I'm so happy."
Although Ling Chuyao was also happy because of Zhuge Linlang's pregnancy in the past few days, Zhuge Linlang has not woken up so that he is very worried. In comparison between the two sides, he is still more worried about Zhuge Linlang.
Now that Zhuge Linlang woke up, there was finally someone who could share this joy with him, which made him almost uncontrollable.
When Zhuge Linlang heard him, she hugged him back in silence.
Perhaps because of her pregnancy, Zhuge Linlang looked a little ridiculous when she thought of her being so frustrated with Yuan Xi's words a few days ago. In addition, the doctor had told him to relax, Zhuge Linlang pressed those bad things to the bottom of her heart.
Ling Chuyao saw Zhuge Linlang's eyebrows becoming more cheerful, without the suffocation of the previous period, and he was relieved, although he didn't know why Zhuge Linlang was so frustrated before, as long as she was okay now.
Compared with the calmness of the northwest, Yanjing is much more lively.
Ling Chuyao went to the northwest, Ling Xiyao and Ling Nanyao had no common enemy, so naturally they stopped cooperating. Ling Nanyao listened to Xi Kan's suggestion and put Ling Chuyao aside, but Ling Xiyao planned how to add another sum to Ling Chuyao so that he would completely lose his Sacred Heart.
After listening to Ling Xiyao's thoughts, Cui Wei pondered for a moment, and said, "The King of Chu is now in the northwest. If the prince wants to move him, it will be difficult."
Ling Xiyao's words were full of contempt for Ling Chuyao, and said, "What's so difficult about this? A prince who is not in the capital, even if he has the power to reach the sky, he has to admit it!"
"What is the prince going to do?"
"In addition to supplying the horses we need, the Northwest Racecourse will also sell some to other countries. As far as the king knows, there are now a batch of horses ordered by Luo Shiguo. If something goes wrong with that batch of horses, isn’t it? Should the people there take the blame?"
Cui Wei said: "Since it is fixed, the number must be huge. How should we do it?"
Ling Xiyao glanced at him, "Then you don't need to worry, this king has his own way."