Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 531 Luo Yuheng begins to imagine what name the child should be named (6,000 words)

"Congratulations, Madam, you are pregnant."

Luo Yuheng's body trembled slightly.

At that moment, she couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart.

Feeling a little flustered?

It was as if a stone had finally been dropped to the ground.

She is pregnant after all; at least we know the definite answer now.

She gently bit her lower lip with her pearly white teeth: "May I ask, doctor, if you can tell how far along the pregnancy is?"

"It should be more than two months."

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly... The remaining two months were exactly the time before Song Yan left Pingyang, when he was still defending against the Xiongnu.

What exactly is going on? Could it be that *dreams are more than just dreams?
"Doctor, is this timing accurate?" Luo Yuheng asked again, "Can it really be determined by taking a pulse?"

"Hehe..." Doctor Guo's wrinkled old face broke into a smile: "Madam is joking. How could such a thing be determined by taking a pulse?"

Huh? Luo Yuheng blinked, speechless. Didn't you say it was more than two months yourself?

"The four gates of medicine are observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation." Doctor Guo, however, did not care about Luo Yuheng's attitude. He stroked his beard and explained, "Pulse diagnosis can only detect pregnancy, but it cannot determine the specific month of pregnancy. However, I observe that the lady's abdomen is not distended, so the fetus is probably small and the month is still early."

"Medical books say that a woman's menstrual flow stops when she is pregnant. Since your period has not returned for two months, it is likely that the fetus in your womb is also more than two months along."

So it was half pulse diagnosis and half guessing based on some clues... Luo Yuheng muttered to himself, and after a brief hesitation, he spoke again: "Then may I ask Doctor Guo if you can tell whether the fetus in my womb is a boy or a girl?"

Doctor Guo shook his head and said, "I can't tell this. Madam, there's no need to seek out other doctors. I have been practicing medicine for fifty years, and I believe there are very few doctors whose experience can rival mine. You could say that whether one has a son or a daughter is entirely up to fate."

"In this world, no doctor can determine the sex of a fetus simply by taking a pulse. As for the idea that a round belly means a boy and a pointed belly means a girl, that's utter nonsense. If someone claims they can confirm the sex of the fetus in your womb, or gives you a pill that's supposedly a 'gender-changing pill' that guarantees a boy, don't doubt it, it's all bullshit."

Since ancient times, the Central Plains dynasties have had a strong tradition of valuing sons over daughters, the only difference being the severity. In the eyes of most people, only sons are responsible for carrying on the family line; if there are only daughters, it is almost like having no descendants, and no one will even break a bowl for them after they die.

Luo Yuheng understood that Doctor Guo meant well. The preference for sons over daughters in Ningguo was one of the more serious problems among the four kingdoms in the Central Plains. In previous years, there were some despicable Taoist priests who claimed to be Taoist doctors and could determine the sex of a fetus. They also had a divine medicine that they had painstakingly refined, which could change the sex of the fetus after taking it. In addition, this Taoist priest did know some medical skills, so many people were deceived.

Some mothers-in-law and husbands brought pregnant women to Taoist priests for consultations, and then bought so-called "gender-changing pills" from the priests at high prices. As a result, many pregnant women suffered from metrorrhagia after taking the pills, and even those who managed to give birth often had deformed babies.

It is said that there were more than a thousand pregnant women who were victimized at the time.

Dr. Guo has personally witnessed those fetuses, some with missing limbs, some with superfluous limbs, and some born with intellectual disabilities. It's heartbreaking to see them like that, and there's no cure for these conditions. Almost all of these deformed fetuses are either drowned by their parents or abandoned at will, ending up in the mouths of wild animals and insects—a truly tragic human tragedy.

Therefore, Dr. Guo would give each pregnant woman who came here for a consultation a few words of advice.

Luo Yuheng thanked Doctor Guo for his kindness: "Doctor, is there anything else I should be aware of?"

"Madam has some cold uterus, but her pulse doesn't indicate it's serious. Eating some warm and nourishing foods regularly shouldn't have any effect." Stroking his beard, Doctor Guo continued, "However, remember, avoid rich and fatty foods... Pregnant women need to nourish their bodies, but they absolutely cannot overdo it, otherwise the fetus will be too big, making childbirth more difficult."

"Don't always stay in bed to rest. Appropriate exercise is good for both the fetus and the pregnant woman."

"And most importantly, sexual intercourse is forbidden!"

Luo Yuheng blushed instantly.

Dr. Guo didn't care about all that. He was just acting out of a doctor's conscience, carefully reminding patients of things to pay attention to. Whether his words were pleasant or not, or whether they would make people feel ashamed, was never a consideration for him.

"Especially in the first three months, the fetus is unstable. Having sex during this period can easily lead to pregnancy injury or miscarriage."

Luo Yuheng's rosy complexion suddenly turned pale as she recalled her first blissful infatuation more than twenty days ago.

"After three months, the fetus will be more stable. During this period, if you wish to have sex, you can do so appropriately, but be careful to do so in moderation."

"For the next three months, as the fetus grows, sexual intercourse should also be avoided."

Despite feeling ashamed, Luo Yuheng listened carefully to Doctor Guo's advice, inquired about some other matters, put down a silver ingot, and then left.

Luo Yuheng raised the oil-paper umbrella again, but did not return to the Fang residence.

Instead, they found a teahouse and asked for a private room.

The fragrant tea leaves release wisps of steam.

Luo Yuheng leaned back in his chair, his eyelids drooping.

Her heart was in turmoil.

Her mind was a complete mess; she needed a quiet place to sort out what had happened to her.

First of all, she is indeed pregnant, but who is the father of the child?
It definitely wasn't Song Yan.

After all, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously, and Luo Yuheng never believed in strange tales like dreaming of having a child.

Could it be that while she was unconscious, some man had violated her? The moment this thought crossed her mind, a layer of frost covered Luo Yuheng's pretty face, and her eyes became cold and piercing.

A slight chill emanated from Luo Yuheng's body.

If such a thing were to actually happen, no matter who that man is, she would absolutely tear him to pieces and make that damned bastard pay for his actions.

call.

Luo Yuheng let out a heavy sigh, suppressing the thought once again.

After all, she knew her own strength better than anyone. Although her skills were not acquired through proper cultivation, but rather through the old woman's teachings, she was at a relative disadvantage when facing martial artists of the same level. Since she had never truly cultivated, her control over her internal energy was far inferior to that of other martial artists, and she had very little combat experience.

But no matter what, that's still the Grandmaster realm.

They are still among the top-tier Grandmasters.

When she went to Yunhai Mountain to seek help from Master Yunhai, the two briefly sparred to confirm the exact situation. Master Yunhai was a true Grandmaster, and even though Luo Yuheng lacked experience and had almost no control over her internal energy, relying entirely on her powerful and brute force, she still managed to fight Master Yunhai to a draw.

In the words of Master Yunhai, if we only consider internal strength, there is almost no one in the world stronger than her.

His internal strength is unparalleled in the world!
Such profound internal energy would circulate automatically even when she was asleep and unconscious. If it were attacked, it would automatically retaliate, and the force it unleashed would be beyond the resistance of ordinary martial artists. To suppress this internal energy, one would need to be a Grandmaster-level expert, but the only Grandmaster in the entire world, the ancestor of the Hehuan Sect, had long since perished, and his bones had probably turned to ash.

Most importantly, even if a grandmaster could suppress this internal energy, she would definitely wake up under the fluctuation of internal energy... But strangely, ever since she started having those kinds of dreams, she has never woken up from the dream in the middle.

Therefore, there are three possibilities: First, she really was not violated, but being two months pregnant doesn't make sense.

Secondly, the opponent's strength was simply too great, so great that her internal energy dared not react. But that was unlikely. Even a Grandmaster wouldn't feel such pressure, especially since there had only been one Grandmaster in all these years, let alone anyone above that level.

Third, for some reason, her body was unaware that it had been violated.

He wanted to sort out the turmoil in his heart, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and he couldn't help but feel irritable.

Dreams kept replaying in my mind.

The night Tianxuan and Yan'er got married.

When I woke up the next morning, there were bloodstains on my legs.

The indulgence in my dreams before leaving Pingyang.

Two months pregnant...

A series of thoughts churned rapidly in Luo Yuheng's mind as he tried to connect them. Suddenly, Luo Yuheng's body trembled, and an idea uncontrollably surfaced.

Is it possible that what we call dreams are not actually dreams, but rather things we do unconsciously?
I've heard of a condition called sleepwalking!

Somwalking is a condition where a person leaves their bed during sleep, wanders around, or does things they would never normally do. Upon waking, they remember nothing or only fragmented memories, and often treat it as a normal dream.

Could it be that she only sought out Song Yan for sex when she was experiencing a sleepwalking episode? Because it was her own initiative, her internal energy didn't retaliate?
She wondered if she had encountered other men during her sleepwalking episodes before. If so, Luo Yuheng would likely be so ashamed and indignant that she would want to commit suicide. Although she was unconventional, she absolutely did not want to be a woman who slept with anyone. However, Luo Yuheng quickly shook her head again. This possibility was unlikely, after all, she only started having those strange dreams after Song Yan, and there was still blood on her legs, a symbol of her virginity.

Perhaps it was simply because Song Yan cultivated the "Hundred Flowers Treasure Mirror," which happened to attract the internal energy of the "Extreme Yin Plain Girl Scripture" within her, that she dreamt of walking to Song Yan's bed.

Luo Yuheng's eyes gradually brightened, and the more he thought about it, the more likely this possibility seemed.

If that's the case, then the child in her belly is really Song Yan's?
Luo Yuheng's expression darkened once again. If the child was indeed Song Yan's, then the child absolutely could not be kept.
After all, she and Song Yan were not married.

Song Yan was still Tianxuan's husband.

In the future, he will be Tianyi's husband.

If the child is born, it will become a stain on Song Yan's record that she can never wash away.

Yan'er is destined for great things and must not be held back by the child in her belly.

However, this should be considered Song Yan's first child, right? It's just unknown whether it's a boy or a girl; Luo Yuheng hopes it's a boy. It's not simply a matter of favoring boys over girls, but rather that Luo Yuheng understands Song Yan's current situation. Song Yan has already gathered far too many people around him, and a boy would be better able to help him retain the hearts of those who have pledged allegiance.

If it's a boy, what's a good name for him?
Song Yuxuan? Song Chengyu? Song Haoran? Song Fugui?
For some reason, Luo Yuheng began to daydream.

……

the other side.

Ningping County, the residence of the Duke of Song.

Lin Xue finally stood up, glanced at Song Yan, and her eyes held a slightly complicated expression. Song Yan was also a little worried about Lin Xue's condition and asked her what was wrong. Lin Xue simply shook her head to indicate that she was fine, and that returning to this familiar place had reminded her of some things she had forgotten before.

It was almost noon, and although Lin Xiangwan wanted Song Yan to stay for lunch, Song Yan declined because he had to go to the Luo residence. Lin Xiangwan and Wang Qingshan then escorted him to the door. Just as Song Yan was about to get into the carriage, he suddenly paused, turned to look at Wang Qingshan, and said, "Uncle Wang, I know that you have never married and have no children. Do you have any other relatives in the clan?"

“Back in my hometown, I have a grand-nephew who should be the only son in my Wang family,” Wang Qingshan said with a smile.

"How is that person?"

“He’s a bit slow-witted. Over the years, I’ve spent a lot of money sponsoring his studies, but he just hasn’t learned anything.” Wang Qingshan’s face showed some helplessness. “He’s also honest and simple-minded, stubborn and inflexible. I once took him under my wing, intending to have him learn from me for a few years so he could find a job in the future, but I eventually gave up. Later, I tried to have him learn martial arts, but after a long time, he still didn’t achieve anything, so I sent him home to farm.”

“In that case, why don’t you hand him over to me? I’ll give him a future,” Song Yan said after thinking for a moment.

Wang Qingshan was overjoyed and quickly thanked him.

He understood Song Yan's meaning perfectly: he was planning to arrange a job for his grand-nephew in Liaodong... Although Liaodong was harsh and cold, it was still serving a prince, and it would be much better than a life of toiling in the fields. At Wang Qingshan's age, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he'd had enough of life. He had no wife or children, so he probably had nothing to worry about. The only thing he couldn't let go of was his grand-nephew, who was the only male in the entire Wang family. If his grand-nephew's livelihood was secured, he would probably never have to worry about anything again.

He understood even more clearly that this was a special reward from Song Yan, given because of the extent to which he had helped him.

Wang Qingshan is very capable, and Song Yan is planning to squeeze every last drop of value out of him... At this moment, Song Yan felt like some kind of heartless capitalist.

The carriage swayed along the stone-paved road.

On the way to the Luo family's house, Song Yan and Lin Xue rode in the same carriage.

The atmosphere in the car was a little strange. Neither of them spoke, but Song Yan could sense that Lin Xue would steal a glance at him from time to time. When he looked at her, Lin Xue would quickly look away, seemingly lost in thought.

At this moment, Lin Xue's mood was also somewhat chaotic.

Be my brother's bride!

The words spoken in childhood seemed to possess a certain magic, constantly echoing in her mind, making her unable to resist raising her head again and again to secretly peek at her younger brother's appearance: to be honest, that wrinkled and ugly face when he was a child has grown up to be quite handsome. Paired with a noble python robe, it would be no exaggeration to say that he is dashing and handsome. In addition, he is capable of both martial arts to protect the country and poetry to be passed down through the ages. Lin Xue gradually understood why Song Yan had so many outstanding girls around him.

Song Yan possesses the "Hundred Flowers Mirror," which holds the purest and most domineering allure for women who cultivate the "Extreme Yin Sutra." Previously, she only thought of him as her younger brother, and thus never harbored any other thoughts. Even when their behavior was occasionally intimate, she only perceived it as a sister's affection for her brother. But now, something felt subtly amiss. Every time she saw Song Yan's face, she seemed to hear voices echoing in her ears, as if she were about to become her brother's bride.

A thought inexplicably surfaced in Lin Xue's mind: if it weren't for Song Hongtao, and she hadn't been sold, would the person now being Xiao Yan's wife not be Luo Tianxuan, but her? Before, Lin Xue felt very proud and at ease that her younger brother had settled down and had many female companions, but now she felt a faint bitterness in her heart.

"Sister..." The occasional glances from her made Song Yan feel quite helpless, and she finally couldn't help but ask, "Sister, what's wrong?"

"Do I have flowers on my face?"

"Or are you now recalling things from your childhood, realizing we're not blood-related siblings, and wanting to change how you address me as 'sister'?" Song Yan blinked and said.

Ok?
Upon hearing this, Lin Xue suddenly raised her head and, without any hesitation, flicked her finger and tapped Song Yan on the head.

She acted like a boss.

Song Yan grimaced. Lin Xue really didn't hold back at all; he felt like she was about to knock a hole in his head.

Worse still, Song Yan did not dodge at all. It was unclear whether it was because Lin Xue was stronger and he could not dodge, or whether it was the suppression brought by his sister's identity that prevented him from dodging.

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Lin Xue smugly hummed twice. "Even if we're not related by blood, I'm still your sister. I was Mother's daughter for over three years. Don't forget who took care of you when you were little. I even washed your diapers. It's not an exaggeration to say that I raised you from infancy, right?"

Song Yan was speechless for a moment. How could it be so serious? Was it really necessary?
Fortunately, they were raised by the family.

If it's about raising a child by constantly feeding them and changing their diapers, then that's truly terrible.

After she finished speaking, Lin Xue suddenly fell silent. Then she slowly raised her hand and gently stroked Song Yan's cheek with her slightly rough fingers, which were rough from years of military training: "Xiao Yan... let me tell you, no matter if we are related by blood, I will always be your sister in this life. If you dare not acknowledge me as your sister, even if we come to Ningguo again, I will smash your head in."

Song Yan initially thought Lin Xue was just joking, but when he saw Lin Xue's expression, he realized that her eyes were unusually serious, and Song Yan felt a chill for no reason.

No, how come the carefree older sister who used to be developing into a yandere?

Song Yan coughed twice, feeling a little guilty, and changed the subject: "Speaking of which, what were you thinking about just now? Why did you look like that?"

He was drenched in sweat, his face was deathly pale, and he was trembling all over.

Song Yan almost thought that Lin Xue had suddenly fallen seriously ill.

A faint blush crept across Lin Xue's usually calm face. She pursed her lips and said, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about my past..."

Lin Xue slowly recounted the memories she had just regained, while Song Yan listened quietly beside her. When he heard the name "father," his expression became somewhat curious.

"Who is that person? What's his name?" Song Yan asked casually. That person should be his real father. He was a little curious, but only slightly.

I've survived all these years alone.

Song Yan was long past the age where she needed her father's care, and she had no feelings for the father she had never met.

As for the idea of ​​finding his biological father, it has never even crossed his mind.

Are you kidding me? Isn't it good that he's not being suppressed by anyone? Why would he need to find a mountain to suppress him?

Lin Xue shook her head: "I don't know either. I never saw that person when I was living with my mother. But when my mother went to find my father, she planned to go to Liang via Zhao. So my father should be from Liang? Or he might be a merchant traveling between countries. It would be difficult to find him."

Song Yan nodded slightly, showing no disappointment on his face.

However, my mother was murdered by the old woman of the Mei family back then, but she survived by sheer luck. Her life must have been quite difficult. Could it be that she had some kind of extraordinary encounter? Otherwise, how could she live in a big mansion with guards and a steward?

Furthermore, according to Lin Xue, her mother passed through Songzhou on her way to Zhao. Zhao is south of Ning, so her mother's place should be north of Songzhou and northeast of Ning, while Liang is located in the southwest of the Central Plains... It feels like a diagonal line was drawn directly across the entire Central Plains.

For some reason, a thought popped into Song Yan's mind: why did that mysterious father and mother seem to be fleeing rather than simply settling down in the northeast of Ningguo?

It seems they wish they could be as far away from certain people and certain things as possible?
(End of this chapter)