Chapter 36: The Gathering of Heroes

  Lin Qingyu didn't know that someone had taken a liking to her at this moment, but even if she did, she couldn't care less right now! Because, at this moment, she was lying on the kang, vomiting so hard that it was like the sky and earth were spinning, almost spitting out her lungs.

  What's wrong with you, wearing a cheongsam, isn't it said that being pregnant is good for women in many ways?

  Not only is the skin smooth, but there's not even a hint of morning sickness! That maternal glow on her face makes everyone who sees it unable to look away! And she can still mesmerize the male lead into a daze!

  How did it become one's own fault and turn into a sin? Or is it that oneself is not a scapegoat?

  It's indeed unreliable. She can give up other benefits, as long as morning sickness is alleviated a bit, she'll be grateful. Only after getting pregnant did she realize being a mother isn't that easy.

  "Auntie, I want to eat the sugar-steamed egg custard you made." Lin Qingyu said with a pout to Zhang Auntie.

  "Alright, I'll go and do it."

  Looking at the pastries on Zhang's tray, Lin Qingyu suddenly lost her appetite, covering her mouth, with tears welling up in her eyes, and barely managed to suppress her nausea.

  "Mom, I don't want to eat sugar steamed egg custard now, I want to eat pea shoots."

  "It just so happens that there is a serving of pea custard being made in the kitchen, I'll go get it."

  Saw Zhang Ayi hastily bringing out the pea shoots from the kitchen, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. Lin Qingyu looked at Zhang Ayi with a hint of apology. "Ayi, I want to eat sour dates now..."

  "There is one in the next room, I'll go get it."

  ……

  Lin Qingyu had been tossing about for half a day, but still hadn't eaten anything! She covered her mouth and lay on the kang, retching, unable to vomit, the taste was unbearable.

  Zhang's aunt was anxious beside her, wishing she could take her place.

  Mei Ju brought in a bowl of millet porridge and said to Lin Qingyu, "Madam, I've brought the millet porridge. It's not hot, please eat it while it's warm."

  "I won't eat, take it away quickly, disgusting..." Lin Qingyu's forehead was all scrunched up, one hand covering her mouth and the other waving at Mo Jue, gesturing for her to move further away.

  "Madam, you've thrown up almost everything you ate today! How can your body take it? Not to mention there's a little master in your belly too? It's not just for yourself, but also for the child in your womb, please eat a bit more!" Zhang Ya encouraged.

  "Yes, yes! Madame, have some! This is a bowl of biandan porridge made by the servant herself. It smells nice, please try some?"

  Lin Qingyu heard Zhang's words, touched her belly and thought that in nine months, a small white bun would be born. Although she still felt uncomfortable and had no appetite, she took the rice porridge from Bi and slowly started eating with a spoon.

  Seeing his own wife finally eating, Zhang's nurse put her hands together and chanted Amitabha Buddha; Mo Ju also cracked a smile.

  Lin Qingyu is pregnant. According to the rules, Yongzheng naturally cannot share a room with her! However, he didn't go to other women either, but instead lived alone in his study.

  It's not that Fourth Master has fallen in love with Lin Qingyu, and is guarding his chastity like a jade horse god for her. At most, it's just because of the gratitude for saving his life, and he has some good feelings towards her.

  For an ancient man, even if he had a beloved woman, it was impossible for him to have a relationship with only one woman. Because they simply didn't have that consciousness.

  You don't know, even Nalan Xingde, who wrote "One life, one generation, one couple, competing to teach each other to lose their souls," also had concubines. So, expecting ancient men to remain chaste is no more realistic than expecting a sow to climb trees.

  After finishing the porridge, both Auntie and Mo Jue left, then Lin Qingyu entered the space.

  After the grand wedding, Lin Qingyu was busy taking over the management rights of Beile Mansion and handling official duties, and it had been a month since she last entered the space. She really missed soaking in the hot springs.

  After taking off her clothes and stepping into the hot spring, Lin Qingyu felt refreshed all over, and even the discomfort from her morning sickness had dissipated.

  Lin Qinyin now only has a feeling of 'losing big herself'! Damn it, if I had known that the spring water in space could cure morning sickness, would I still be suffering from dry heaving there?

  Lin Qinyin's head is full of black lines. When she was feeling unwell at the time, why didn't she think of it? It turns out that today's suffering was in vain?

  Alright, Lin Qingyu clenched her fists, she decided that from now on, no matter what discomfort she felt, whether it was a headache or fever, she would remember to drink a glass of space spring water at the first opportunity. She must cultivate the good habit of drinking space spring water whenever she felt unwell.

  After finishing her bath, Lin Qingyu came out wrapped in a towel. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the space seemed to be different somehow.

  After carefully observing the space, she found that not only was the air getting fresher, but if Lin Xiangyu refined his true self, he would discover that the spiritual energy in the space was becoming more and more concentrated. Next to this small island, there appeared a huge aerial island several hundred times larger than it. The island was shrouded in thick fog, and only a faint outline of a magnificent palace standing upright in the middle could be seen.

  Lin Qingyu was really curious, thinking: If the palace is a relic of a cultivation sect, it would be great. Who knows, there might even be cultivation manuals or pet eggs inside?

  Brother, it's really true.

  Honestly, she's really afraid of death.

  If there is a cultivation secret book, maybe, at that time, she can even tear through space and return to modern times. Although she knows she's being a bit delusional, but daydreaming isn't a crime!

  Unfortunately, she looked up for a long time and didn't see anything clearly. Maybe after a while, she might be able to go in, who knows! Thinking this way, Lin Qingyu could only suppress her curiosity deep within her heart.

  Out of the room, a person lay on the wide bed, Lin Qingyu only felt very comfortable. Want to roll however you like, but considering the baby in her belly, Lin Qingyu just stretched out her hands and occupied the whole bed.

  Normally, when Yongzheng was around, the whole bed seemed smaller than usual. Having grown accustomed to sleeping on a Simmons mattress in modern times, she found it strange that even in ancient times, people slept alone. Suddenly having someone join her in bed made her feel somewhat restricted and awkward.

  Furthermore, for this entire month, Yongzheng had been resting in his own courtyard and hadn't gone to the rear courtyard. Every night when he was free, he would bother her, so Lin Qingyu couldn't get a good rest.

  She was in a good mood and the baby in her belly wasn't acting up, so Lin Qingyu slept soundly until dawn.

  Under Mo Jue's service, after washing up, Zi Lian helped her dress and make herself up.

  Mo Jiu went to the kitchen to serve Bai Lian Fu Yuan chicken soup, and when she came back, Lin Qing Yu had already finished dressing up.

  Lin Qingyu took the Baolian Fuyuan chicken soup from Mo Jue's hand, took a sip with the spoon, and felt that the taste of the chicken soup was a bit off, so she stopped drinking after one sip.

  Mo Jie saw Fu Jin only take a sip and then stop drinking, worried that Fu Jin's body couldn't handle it, she whispered: "Fu Jin, you're still pregnant with the young master, have another drink! What if, when the young master gets hungry?"

  "Yes, yes! I know you're suffering too. But please, for the young master's sake, have another drink!"

  Lin Qingyu thought for a moment and was about to take another sip with the spoon when Zhang Yiniang returned from the toilet.

  As she walked into the house, three steps away from Lin Qingyu, she smelled the scent of chicken soup. Zhang's face changed greatly, "Furen, you can't drink it...", and quickly rushed over to snatch the chicken soup from Lin Qingyu's hands.

  "Auntie, is there something wrong with this soup?" Lin Qingyu asked, somewhat perplexed.

  Mo Jie and Zi Lian also guessed it, their legs turned soft and they couldn't stand up. Just now, they were still advising the master to drink a little more, if the nanny came back late, the master would...

  "The soup is fine, but the chicken has a problem. This chicken was raised on safflower! Safflower can activate blood circulation and relieve pain, it belongs to the category of activating blood circulation drugs, but if pregnant women take it, they will have an abortion."

  After finishing speaking, Zhang's expression became tense and asked: "Fujin, have you drunk it?"

  Lin Qingyu knew she was in trouble as soon as she heard it, and her heart sank. Just as she was about to speak, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her stomach. "Ah... Mom... my tummy hurts so much..."

  Zhang's face turned iron-green, and she rushed to the side, scaring Mo Jue and Zi Lian pale, their bodies softening as they shouted: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and invite the imperial physician, notify Master Bei!"

  "Yes!"

  "Yes!"

  The two of them hastily scrambled and crawled out in a rush, and in their panic, they actually forgot about the lightness skill.

  Lin Qingyu only felt a slight sinking sensation in her lower abdomen, and her heart began to panic. Was she going to lose the baby? No way, absolutely not. She didn't care about anything else anymore, and suddenly disappeared into the room, entering the space.

  She appeared in front of the bamboo house by the pond and scooped up a large handful of spring water to drink in big gulps.

  Then, still feeling a bit uneasy, she submerged her entire body in the water. After reconfirming that there was no sinking sensation, Lin Qingyu let out a slight sigh of relief, but didn't dare to get up and remained submerged.

  It was at this time that Lin Qingyu finally had the heart to think of other things.

  Red flower-fed chicken, I saw it in the middle before, didn't expect to run into it myself, fortunately, the space is powerful, otherwise, the baby would have nothing to do with me.

  Lin Qingyu's heart was filled with a wave of anger at this thought.

  Her eyes turned red, and she made a vow in her heart: the murderer must die without a place to bury! No, that would be too easy for her. She must make her suffer between life and death, unable to live or die!

  A woman with children can't afford to be hurt!

  Zhang's wife suddenly disappeared into thin air, scaring her pale and trembling all over! Fortunately, she didn't make a sound, otherwise the guards would have been alerted and this matter would have blown up.

  She walked over and closed the door from the inside to prevent being discovered, which would be terrible. As she turned around in the house, she clasped her hands together and kept chanting in her heart: "Amitabha Buddha, Bodhisattva bless, Madame is fine, young master is safe and sound."

  "Mother, the doctor has arrived!"

  The sound of Meijiu panting, appeared outside the door. She held the four Fu Jin's note, almost madly running, all the way to the Tai Hospital.

  Zhang's wife heard this and became frantic, spinning around in circles, with sweat dripping down her face. What to do? Mistress Fu, please hurry back!