The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

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Ye Huatong's aunt, Queen Chen, has already given her some advice several times, both explicitly and implicitly.

It was not a good thing that the Seventh Prince had no offspring. Empress Chen expressed her dissatisfaction with Ye Huatong in her words and even mentioned that she wanted to give the Seventh Prince a concubine.

The prince's concubines are different from ordinary concubines. The concubines and their children will be presented with the Royal Jade Butterfly.

Ye Huatong was naturally terrified. If there were really two more concubines in the Seventh Prince's mansion, what would she do? Therefore, she had to find a way to get pregnant with a child.

In the past few days, Madam Ye spent a lot of money to get the secret recipe for having a child from the immortal in the nunnery. Ye Huatong has been drinking it for more than a month. Today is the day for her to check her pulse. She is a little nervous, wondering if there will be good news this month.

Soon, the imperial physician rushed to her courtyard and felt her pulse to check her health. This pulse check revealed that she was pregnant.

Ye Huatong was so happy that she didn't know what to do and was shocked on the spot for a moment.

There was a joyful atmosphere in the main house, and even a maid had rushed to the study to tell the Seventh Prince the good news.

Even though the Seventh Prince didn't like Ye Huatong, it was a huge happy event for his wife to have a child.

The Seventh Prince came to Ye Huatong's courtyard, spoke to her softly, and asked her to take good care of the baby. Coincidentally, the doctor also went to check Rong Menghan's pulse. This pulse check also showed that she was pregnant. Rong Menghan was also pregnant.

For a moment, the Seventh Prince was overwhelmed by the two happy events that came out of nowhere. On the contrary, Rong Menghan could not believe the doctor's diagnosis.

Jiang Nanqiu had clearly given her a drug that would make her infertile, so how could she be pregnant?

No matter how Rong Menghan forced herself to smile on weekdays, she was secretly hoping to conceive a child.

The doctor's diagnosis made her extremely happy, and her eyes were filled with tears in an instant.

Rong Menghan looked at the doctor's confident expression and asked, "Did you misdiagnose my pulse? How could I... be pregnant?"

Although that doctor was not an imperial physician, his medical skills were very superb and were in no way inferior to those of the imperial physicians in the Imperial Medical Bureau.

The better the imperial physician's medical skills, the more arrogant he is. The doctor glanced at the ecstatic Rong Menghan and said, "Although I am not talented, I still have the ability to take a happy pulse."

The maid Xiao Meng who was serving at the side smiled and tried to smooth things over, "Our aunt is just too happy. She doesn't mean she doesn't believe in your medical skills."

Rong Menghan was also overwhelmed by joy at this time. After a long while, he stood up from the stool and said with a smile, "Hurry up, there will be a big reward."

Rong Menghan thought that maybe she had discovered the purse Jiang Nanqiu gave her in time, and although the infertility medicine had damaged her foundation, it still left her with a glimmer of hope. A glimmer of hope that she could have a child.

Finally, God took pity on her for having been displaced throughout her life and gave her a child.

Rong Menghan was so happy that she lost her mind. Xiao Mengye was not someone who could keep secrets. In just one hour, the news that Rong Menghan was pregnant spread throughout the Seventh Prince's residence.

After hearing the news, Ye Huatong almost broke her teeth.

It was naturally a great thing that her, the legal wife, was pregnant, but unfortunately, Rong Menghan, the slave, was also pregnant.

The Seventh Prince should have focused all his attention on himself, but now he rushed to Rong Menghan's room eagerly.

Seeing how angry Ye Huatong was, the nurses advised her, "Princess, don't bother with that slave girl. She is just a concubine. You are the princess, and the child you give birth to is the legitimate bloodline."

Ye Huatong had heard such words too many times. On lonely nights, when the Seventh Prince always went to Rong Menghan's room to spend the night, she would use such words to comfort herself, as if she could use them to get through the long, lonely and cold nights.

But no matter how many times he said such words, he could only deceive himself. The Seventh Prince loved Rong Menghan, that bitch, but was indifferent to her, his legal wife.

Ye Huatong felt extremely sad in her heart, but she had to maintain the dignity of a princess and refused to show any weakness.

The nanny loved her, and even though she had thousands of feelings in her heart, she could only say, "Princess, the most important thing now is the baby in your belly."

As long as Ye Huatong gave birth to a boy, even if Rong Menghan gave birth to a bastard, it would not be able to shake the status of mother and son.

In that case, what does Ye Huatong have to be afraid of?

After being persuaded by the wet nurses, Ye Huatong calmed down.

She thought that as long as she could give birth to the baby safely, she would have nothing to fear.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Perhaps it was because Ye Huatong was overthinking during her pregnancy that she started bleeding not long after she was diagnosed with pregnancy.

Ye Huatong was also shocked when she learned about this, and immediately asked someone to invite the imperial physician to take her pulse. During the pulse check, mugwort was burned in Ye Huatong's room.

But even with the burning of wormwood, she still couldn't keep the baby in her belly. One night, she had a horrible nightmare, and when she woke up, she found her lower body was covered with blood.

Ye Huatong was so frightened that she burst into tears. She immediately called the wet nurse into the house, and the wet nurse went to call a doctor.

When the doctor arrived, Ye Huatong was already groaning in pain uncontrollably.

The Seventh Prince also hurried over, his solemn face full of worry. However, even though the doctor treated Ye Huatong with golden needles, he still couldn't save the baby in her belly. The Seventh Prince was very sad about this matter. Since that day, he cared more about the baby in Rong Menghan's belly. He had already lost a child, and he couldn't let Rong Menghan's baby get into trouble again.

Therefore, the Seventh Prince took even more care of Rong Menghan. In fact, Rong Menghan was not qualified for the imperial physician to feel her pulse due to her status.

But the Seventh Prince insisted that the imperial physician come to check Rong Menghan's pulse.

This pulse check was not a big deal. The imperial physician had a puzzled look on his face. After checking the pulse for a long time, he said, "Which doctor diagnosed your pregnancy pulse?"

Rong Menghan was stunned for a moment, then replied, "It's Doctor Wei from the west of the city."

It was known to the whole capital that a skilled gynecologist had appeared in the west of the city. If the Seventh Prince could be treated, it also showed that this Doctor Wei was very capable.

The imperial physician was stunned for a moment, then he felt Rong Menghan's pulse again, and then he said, "But I felt your pulse, and I didn't find any signs of pregnancy."

The smile on Rong Menghan's face froze. At that moment, she didn't know how to answer.

She wasn't pregnant? How could it be?

"Doctor, please feel my pulse again. Doctor Wei said with certainty that I'm two months pregnant, so how could... how could I not have a pregnancy pulse?"

The imperial physician sighed and said, "I don't know if there is a misunderstanding, but your pulse is really not a happy pulse."