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Chapter 279 Good news

At the end of the banquet, Princess Duanmin suddenly felt a little dizzy.

She only drank two cups of rice wine; given her alcohol tolerance, she shouldn't get drunk.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Qi Sihe, who was right next to her, turned his head and asked in a low voice.

"I feel a little dizzy and nauseous," Duanmin said. "I don't know why."

"Perhaps it's too noisy here. Let someone help you back," Qisihe said. "The Emperor is changing his clothes right now."

Duanmin was feeling quite annoyed, so she asked the servants to help her out.

On the way back to Mingcui Palace, they happened to meet Wen Mingqian.

"I was wondering why I didn't see you at the banquet. What are you doing here?" Duanmin asked her.

"Chang'an has a toothache, and I'd like to ask the imperial physician to come and take a look," Wen Mingqian said with a smile. "He still has a few teeth left to grow, and for some reason, he's got a sore throat."

Princess Duanmin knew Gong Chang'an's identity, and upon hearing this, she couldn't help but feel a little worried. She said, "Send my people to fetch the imperial physician! I was just thinking of going to your room to sit for a while, and also to see if you're enjoying any of the food you're eating."

Wen Mingqian then led the princess to his residence. Gong Chang'an was lying in bed when he heard someone coming and quickly got up.

"Have you been eating too much sugar?" Princess Duanmin asked him with a smile. "Eat less sugar when you're losing your baby teeth, or your gums will swell easily."

Gong Chang'an smiled. His teeth didn't actually hurt that much. He was avoiding the banquet to avoid running into Zhuolahan.

He avoids Jolahan at all costs these days, and tries to avoid him whenever possible.

“Princess, why aren’t you at the banquet in front? It must be so lively over there,” Gong Chang’an said.

"You little rascal, you don't like joining in the fun." Duanmin pinched his ear. "Such big ears, such thick earlobes, you're such a lucky child."

"Princess, please have a seat. My humble abode is simple and I am truly sorry to trouble you." Wen Mingqian personally served tea.

"You're too kind," Princess Duanmin said with a smile. "This room may be small, but you've arranged it so neatly and tidyly. I love little rooms like this." "The tea served at the banquet doesn't suit my taste, but your tea smells wonderful to me."

He took a sip as he spoke.

Then the imperial physician arrived; it was Su Qingyun.

He came over and asked Gong Chang'an to open his mouth so he could take a look. He said, "It's nothing serious. Rinse your mouth with light salt water after each meal, and then suck on the Binghu pills I prepared. It will be fine in a couple of days."

"I've never heard of this medicine before, Lord Su. Why don't you prepare more of it so I can take it to the north?" Princess Duanmin said.

The people of the Fenye tribe eat beef and mutton year-round, so their breath inevitably smells bad. This stuff sounds like it can get rid of bad breath.

"If Your Highness doesn't mind, I will prepare more when I get back," Su Qingyun quickly agreed.

He held Princess Duanmin in the highest esteem, a respect that came from the bottom of his heart and was entirely genuine.

"Oh dear, I feel dizzy again." Princess Duanmin felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and the palace maid beside her quickly supported her.

"Is the princess feeling unwell? It just so happens that Lord Su is here; perhaps he could take your pulse?" Wen Mingqian hurriedly said.

Duanmin said, "That's fine. I've never had this problem before. I don't know why I'm having this today."

Physician Su took the princess's pulse, examining both her hands, and then bowed to congratulate her, saying, "Congratulations, Princess! This is a pregnancy pulse." "What? You're saying this is a pregnancy pulse?" Princess Duanmin was more surprised than pleased.

“That’s right. Judging from the princess’s pulse, she is still very young, only a little over a month along,” Su Qingyun said. “She needs to rest more and eat a mild and light diet.”

"This servant congratulates the princess," Wen Mingqian said with a smile. "His Highness will surely be overjoyed if he finds out."

She was genuinely happy for Duanmin. Regardless of whether the child was a boy or a girl, it would provide Duanmin with more support and hope for the rest of her life, and would also prevent her from being lonely and desolate in the harsh frontier.

"I wonder if it's a boy or a girl." Princess Duanmin couldn't help but lower her head, looking at her flat stomach.

“If it’s a little princess, she’ll be as beautiful as you; if it’s a little prince, he’ll be brave and wise, no less than King Fenye,” Gong Chang’an said. “And who knows, they might even be twins!”

Princess Duanmin was delighted to hear his words and hugged him, saying, "Then I'll take your good wishes. They say children's words are the most accurate."

"Princess, you didn't eat much at the banquet. I wonder if you have an appetite now? I'll go to the imperial kitchen and ask them to prepare something special for you." The servants attending Princess Duanmin also hurriedly said, "Your health is very important now, so you must take good care of yourself."

“My stomach always feels empty, I’m really hungry, I want to eat something but nothing tastes right, and the smell makes me nauseous,” Duanmin said. “Even if you went there, they wouldn’t know what to do.”

“Chang’an was just asking for yam noodle and fish soup. I was about to make some for him, so I’ll make a lot more. Princess, please try some and see if you can eat it,” Wen Mingqian said. “Does Your Highness have any dietary restrictions?”

“I’ve also heard that you often prepare medicinal meals for the Empress, so your cooking skills must be quite good. I don’t have any dietary restrictions, but I just don’t want to eat anything too greasy, especially beef and mutton,” Duanmin said.

“That’s it. This soup doesn’t usually contain meat; it’s mostly vegetables.” Wen Mingqian said as he went to prepare it.

It only takes two people and is quite simple, so it can be done in just 15 minutes.

It was served on a carved red lacquer tray with a "Fu" (福) character design, and Princess Duanmin immediately exclaimed how fragrant it was.

“There’s some pickled mustard greens in here, I don’t know if you’ll like it,” Wen Mingqian said. “Try it, and see if you want any other seasonings.”

“These pickled vegetables are perfectly seasoned, just the right amount of sourness,” Princess Duanmin said after taking a bite. “I’ve never eaten this before, and now I feel that nothing tastes better than this.”

“This is food for commoners, how could you possibly have eaten it?” Wen Mingqian said. “This servant specially asked the Imperial Kitchen to purchase it and bring it in from outside the palace in the autumn.”

In no time, Princess Duanmin finished the whole bowl of yam noodles and fish, and said with satisfaction, "I'm full now and sleepy, so I have to go back to sleep."

He then said to Wen Mingqian, "Your soup is excellent; I enjoyed it very much. Here, I'll give you this ring. Make it for me again when I feel like eating it again."

Wen Mingqian did not refuse and thanked him before accepting it.

The banquet ended at this time, and King Fenye, slightly drunk, returned to Mingcui Palace.

As soon as he entered, he asked, "Is the princess feeling any better? If she is still unwell, please quickly summon the imperial physician to take a look."

The servants all laughed and congratulated him, saying, "Congratulations, Your Highness! Our princess isn't sick, she's pregnant!"

Qi Sihe was overjoyed and laughed heartily as he went into the inner room.

The princess was lying in bed, half asleep, when he suddenly picked her up and spun her around several times.

"Put me down quickly, I'm so dizzy." Duanmin pounded his shoulder.

“You have my child!” Chess said. “I will give you the moon in the sky!”