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?Chapter 1191: One Month Pregnant

Some of them obviously seemed to have realized what was going on, but a couple still looked confused.

“Lady Song is one month pregnant. She simply fainted since her constitution was weak,” said the doctor.

The primary consort nodded gracefully. “If you need anything, just let this consort know.”

Several of the other women looked jealous. They stroked their own belly, then glanced towards Lady Song who was lying on the bed with unfriendly expressions.

“Make sure to take good care of your lady since she’s now pregnant. This is the prince’s first child. No mistakes will be tolerated.” Lady Ula Nara started exhorting Ning Shu and the other servants.

“Understood.”

Lady Ula Nara left with the fourth prince’s flock of women and the room instantly became empty.

Ning Shu helped wipe Lady Song’s face, then glanced towards her stomach. The child would be born safely, but would die young.

Lady Song’s eyelashes fluttered slightly. It seemed she was about to wake up.

“What happened?” Lady Song rubbed her forehead with a haggard expression.

Ning Shu said with a happy expression, “Lady, the doctor said that you’re pregnant! You’ve been pregnant for a month!”

“Really?” Lady Song looked startled and extremely happy. She hastily touched her stomach. “I’m pregnant! I’m pregnant with the fourth prince’s child!”

Lady Song was very happy, so she rewarded her servant girls with some money. Even Ning Shu got a little.

“The prince has probably returned from court by now, go and invite him over,” said Lady Song to Hong Mei, her personal maid. Her tone was filled with joy and happiness.

Hong Mei smiled at Lady Song as she curtsied, then she left to go invite the prince.

The prince soon arrived. Ning Shu stood at the side and looked at the famous cold-faced king of history. The most striking part was definitely the forehead, it was seriously dazzling. Next were the pigtails behind it. She seriously couldn’t see the beauty of this style.

She didn’t understand why young girls loved the Qing Dynasty so much. This hairstyle completely ruined people. Even a ten point appearance would end up having four points destroyed by this forehead.

Yinzhen’s expression was very indifferent, but the slight joy contained in his brows showed that he was actually very happy. He sat down by the bed and took Lady Song’s hand, then told her to look after herself and the child properly.

Lady Song’s expression was filled with shyness and happiness as she asked Yinzhen to stay for lunch. However, Yinzhen directly said that he was having lunch with his primary consort.

Lady Song’s expression immediately seemed to collapse. She only smiled again once Yinzhen promised to come over for dinner.

However, Ning Shu saw that as Yinzhen was leaving, he no longer seemed as happy as before.

She glanced towards Lady Song who was sitting on the bed and stroking her belly with a happy expression.

She finally understood why Lady Song wasn’t favored. The moment she got pregnant, she took advantage of this opportunity to seek favor. How could feelings ever last this way? That was why even after Yinzhen ascended to the throne, she simply remained a concubine until her death.

And she also didn’t protect her two daughters.

Lady Song possessed so many of Yinzhen’s firsts, but she didn’t grasp hold of the advantages at all.

She didn’t seem to have a good grasp of when to advance and when to retreat.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Ning Shu’s head. The battle between the women in the inner courtyard was simply a battle without gunpowder.

“Pour me a cup of water,” said Lady Song to Ning Shu who was standing there like a pillar.

Ning Shu poured a cup of water for Lady Song obediently, then returned to standing at the side silently again.

Upon encountering happy events, people’s moods lift. The current Lady Song seemed just a step away from soaring into the sky. There was no need to explain how smug she felt. This was the prince’s first child. The eldest son was going to come out from her stomach!

It was the eldest son!

“Son, Mother is counting on you!” murmured Lady Song as she stroked her stomach.

Ning Shu :→_→

This child was probably still just an embryo the size of a fingernail, but it was already given such great expectations.