Nanny Chen sensed something was amiss and immediately stepped forward to block the doorway.
Song Nanxin's face turned extremely ugly. She clenched her fists tightly and looked back at Doctor Zhong with hatred in her eyes.
Doctor Zhong remained unmoved. "I've examined Miss Song Si's pulse. I found that she's pregnant. Although it's still in the early stage, it's definitely a positive pregnancy pulse," he said.
Doctor Zhong's words were like a thunderbolt striking the heart of the Princess of Ningqin.
She subconsciously stood up, her voice turning shrill. "What did you say?! A pregnancy pulse?! She's pregnant? How is that possible?!"
Chunxing immediately denied it. "Impossible! Our young lady is unmarried and has never been close to any man. How could she be pregnant?"
Ji Lingchuan tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword. There was shock in his eyes, but more of it was joy. However, after the joy, a heavy feeling welled up in his heart.
Being pregnant at this time was not a good thing for either her or him.
It meant that the road ahead for them would be even more difficult than before.
Doctor Zhong also looked very puzzled. "I also find it very strange. Before, when I was in the Princess of Ningqin's mansion, I also examined Miss Song Si's pulse. At that time, her pulse was very weak and floating. In my many years of practicing medicine, I could tell at a glance that it was a symptom after a miscarriage. Moreover, the time of the miscarriage was very short, so the lochia hadn't stopped yet, and it would be extremely difficult for her to conceive in the future."
"But today, when I examined her, I found that although Miss Song Si is very weak at this moment, it can also be seen that her physical foundation was very good before, which is completely different from the previous pulse. It's like... two different people."
The Princess of Ningqin staggered again.
If the "Song Yihuan" whose pulse was examined by Doctor Zhong before had not only had a miscarriage but also had difficulty conceiving, then what about this pregnant Song Yihuan in front of her?
Remembering Song Nanxin's subconscious attempt to escape just now and combining it with what Doctor Zhong said about them being like two different people, the Princess of Ningqin looked at Song Nanxin who was blocked by Nanny Chen. Her gaze suddenly became sharp.
"Nanny Chen, catch her," the Princess of Ningqin ordered sharply.
Song Nanxin subconsciously opened her mouth to defend herself, but was grabbed by Nanny Chen and had her mouth and nose covered.
Nanny Chen was much stronger than Song Nanxin, a young lady from the Marquis's mansion. Moreover, since Song Nanxin often took the Beauty - Reviving Pill, she was no match for Nanny Chen at all. She was forcibly pressed down on the chair by Nanny Chen.
Doctor Zhong didn't expect that his words would cause such a reaction. His expression was tense, and he didn't know whether he should step forward for a moment.
Song Nanxin had her mouth and nose covered by Nanny Chen and couldn't speak. But it could be seen from her eyes how terrified she was at this moment. She looked at Ji Lingchuan, trying to gain a little pity from him with her tear - filled eyes.
However, Ji Lingchuan took a step forward, placed his hand on the sword at his waist, and spoke even colder than the Princess of Ningqin.
"This matter involves the reputation and descendants of the Princess of Ningqin's mansion. Please, Doctor Zhong, examine the Princess of Ningqin's heir again. No matter what the result is, the Princess of Ningqin's mansion will not blame Doctor Zhong."
Doctor Zhong said "excuse me" to the restrained Song Nanxin, then held her wrist and began to examine her.
The Princess of Ningqin stared closely at Doctor Zhong's face, trying to see something.
Doctor Zhong concentrated and judged for a moment. His eyebrows furrowed even tighter.
"Before, when I examined the heir's pulse in the Princess of Ningqin's mansion, the heir's pulse was steady, with sufficient qi and blood, and her body was healthy. But the heir's Highness's pulse is almost the same as the 'Miss Song Si' I examined before. Even, after all these days, the heir's Highness's pulse is more weak and chaotic than before."
The Princess of Ningqin said, "So, the person who had a miscarriage and had great difficulty conceiving that you diagnosed before was her?"
Doctor Zhong looked at Song Nanxin's face. At this moment, her face was full of despair.
Doctor Zhong said, "The face can deceive people, but the pulse cannot. It was really her."
Seeing that the result was out, Nanny Chen let go of Song Nanxin's mouth and nose so that she could breathe. Just as she was about to speak, a very weak voice suddenly came from behind.
"I..."
This voice startled Ji Lingchuan. He turned around and saw Song Yihuan propping herself up and sitting up from the bed. Her face was extremely pale.
She reached out and stroked her stomach, murmuring, "I... I'm pregnant?"
Her beautiful deer - like eyes were red around the edges from crying too much. Now that she knew she was pregnant, her gaze looked even more fragile.
She looked up in the direction of Song Nanxin. Her body trembled violently. She struggled to get out of bed and knelt down in front of Song Nanxin with a thud. She choked with sobs and cried,
"Sister, I know you've been looking forward to this child for a long time, but I really can't keep this child. Xuan'er is still missing and his life or death is unknown. How can I raise this child in peace? Sister, please, allow me to abort this child!"
Song Nanxin's face twisted. She shouted sharply, "Song Yihuan, shut up! You're going to kill me—"
Just as she had scolded a few words, her mouth was covered by Nanny Chen again.
Seeing this, Song Yihuan turned to Ji Lingchuan and grabbed his sleeve, crying and begging, "This child cannot be kept, Your Highness, please."
While crying, she softly collapsed. She fainted again and was caught by Ji Lingchuan.
Doctor Zhong said, "She's pregnant, so her emotional fluctuations will be greater than normal people's. But if this continues, it may harm the fetus in her womb. Let me prescribe a fetal - protecting medicine. You just need to have someone feed it to her."
The Princess of Ningqin had already heard what Song Yihuan said clearly. She only thought about it for a moment and roughly guessed how absurd the matter was. Watching Ji Lingchuan carry the fainted Song Yihuan back to the bed and settle her down again, she closed her eyes tightly, turned the Buddhist beads in her hand, and sighed deeply,
"What a sin."
Looking at Song Nanxin whose mouth and nose were covered by Nanny Chen, the Princess of Ningqin's face turned extremely cold. "Nanny Chen, please watch over the heir carefully. Don't let her bite her tongue and kill herself. I still have something to ask her... No, to ask the two sisters."
This day was simply a "disaster" for the Princess of Ningqin's mansion.
Not only did they inexplicably lose a child and still hadn't found any trace of his life or death, but they also discovered that the heir had been pregnant and had a miscarriage. Even more absurdly, her younger sister, Song Yihuan, a concubine - born daughter of the Marquis of Ding'an's mansion, was pregnant.
When Song Yihuan woke up again, it was dark outside.
Chunxing was sleeping beside her bed. Sensing the movement, she suddenly woke up. Looking up and seeing Song Yihuan opening her eyes, she quickly got up and helped her up. "Miss, how do you feel?" she asked.
Song Yihuan moved her limbs and replied, "I'm fine."
After sleeping for so long, she finally regained some strength. Standing up with Chunxing's support, she asked, "What time is it now?"
Although her voice was a little hoarse, her tone was very calm, completely different from the grief - stricken and vulnerable person during the day.
Chunxing was a little surprised by her change, but didn't think much about it. She replied, "It's already the You hour."
After a pause, Chunxing looked at Song Yihuan's complexion and said, "The Princess just sent a message saying that if you wake up, go there. It should be to ask about... the child in your stomach."
Song Yihuan's fingers stroked her lower abdomen. She nodded. "I see. Let's go. Go to the Princess's place."