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Hearing Qin Mama ask this question, the maid also whispered:

"It's too late; it was always accurate before."

With her tastes changing, her drowsiness, and her period being late, Granny Qin began to suspect something was amiss.

Although they weren't sure, since Lord Zhu himself was a doctor, he certainly knew more than they did, just in case, Granny Qin went to the bridal chamber without saying a word and replaced the nuptial wine with water.

After seeing off the guests, Gu Zhao returned to his bedroom.

A maid stood guard at the door; it was quiet inside.

Granny Qin, who was waiting outside, came forward to greet them:

"I hope you're asleep now, you slept all afternoon."

Gu Zhaochao nodded to her:

"No need to call her, has she eaten yet?"

Granny Qin replied:

"The meal prepared today did not suit Lord Zhu's taste; it seemed to have changed, and he ate very little."

Gu Zhao, understanding the literal meaning, replied:

"Then let the cook redo it. You may all leave."

Granny Qin glanced at him, but ultimately said nothing and silently left.

After Qin Mama and the maid left, Gu Zhao tiptoed into the room and found Zhu Qingyu fast asleep, wrapped in a blanket.

She had already hung her wedding dress aside. She was still wearing a wooden hairpin, dressed in cloth clothes, without makeup or jewelry, just like when he first met her.

Just like when they first met, one glance was enough to capture Gu Zhao's attention, making it impossible for him to look away.

Upon closer inspection, I noticed that her face was flushed from sleeping, an unusually red color.

Could it be that you're too tired today and have gotten sick?

Gu Zhao was startled. He sat down on the edge of the bed and quickly reached out to touch her forehead. It was indeed warmer than usual. Just as he was about to get up to fetch a doctor, Zhu Qingyu woke up, grabbed his sleeve, and asked groggily:

"What time is it?"

Gu Zhao took her hand in return and coaxed her:

"It's past 7 PM, are you sick? I'll go and call a doctor for you."

Zhu Qingyu sat up and looked at him, saying:

"I am the doctor, why are you calling me doctor? I'm not sick, I'm just a little sleepy. Shouldn't we drink the nuptial wine? I can't drink wine, can you give me water instead?"

Without calling for any more maids to serve him, Gu Zhao served himself entirely, pouring himself wine and water for Zhu Qingyu, which he then handed to her.

"Then let's drink quickly, and get some rest after we finish."

Why didn't they ask her why she couldn't drink alcohol?

Why are you so stupid when you should be smart?

Zhu Qingyu looked at Gu Zhao and smiled:

Why don't you ask me why I can't drink alcohol?

Lord Gu, whose mind was completely occupied by the desire for a romantic night and who couldn't care about anything else, said matter-of-factly:

"You have such a low alcohol tolerance. What if you get drunk on your wedding night? Of course, I can't let you drink."

After they drank, Gu Zhao asked in confusion:

"How come mine is water too? Granny Qin must have been too busy and confused to pick up the wrong one."

However, at this moment, these were all minor matters, and Gu Zhao didn't care about them. She undid her wedding dress, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Zhu Qingyu.

"My lady, since you're not sick, shall we rest?"

Even Granny Qin noticed; some people are terribly slow to notice today.

Zhu Qingyu said:

"Go and get me the medical book; it's in the top chest."

Ugh! Why would I need to read medical books at a time like this?

Gu Zhao was already halfway through undressing when she heard these words and was on the verge of collapse. Her heart was filled with resentment, and her face reflected that resentment.

"Qingyu, shall we look at the medical books tomorrow?"

Zhu Qingyu was very persistent:

"Now you see, weren't you worried I was sick? Let me show you how to tell."

Lord Zhu is so eager to teach, but Lord Gu has no intention of learning at this time.

Disheveled, Lord Gu reluctantly retrieved a medical book from his trunk, sat down on the bed with Zhu Qingyu, and handed the book to her, his voice tinged with melancholy. His hair, which had finally grown back in the past six months, hung limply.

"Can we learn it again tomorrow?"

Zhu Qingyu opened the medical book, turned to the page about slippery pulse, and asked:

"Are you sure you don't want to take a look? Are you sure you want to learn tomorrow? Fine, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

As Zhu Qingyu was about to close the medical book, Gu Zhao, who was already certain, saw a few words float past her eyes as she turned the page.

The inscription read: "When Yin and Yang clash, it is said that one will have a child."

Gu Zhao swiftly grabbed Zhu Qingyu's hand as she was about to close the medical book, staring at her incredulously. Her eyes brightened, and even her droopy hair seemed to stand up straight with renewed vigor.

"I want to learn now, I want to learn now! Teach me quickly, teach me quickly!"

Zhu Qingyu grasped his hand, placed it on her pulse point, and instructed:

"The pulse is smooth and flowing, like a pearl; can you feel it?"

Gu Zhao touched her wrist, lowering his voice as if worried that speaking loudly would scare someone away, and asked cautiously:

Am I going to be a father?

Zhu Qingyu, with an expression that suggested she was someone who could be taught, smiled and said:

"You're learning very quickly, Lord Gu. Yes, about a month and a half. I wasn't sure before because it was still early, so I didn't tell you."

I'm going to be a father!

Qingyu and I are going to have a baby!

Mine! Mine! Mine!

Gu Zhao was so happy he was practically dumbfounded. He hugged Zhu Qingyu tightly and laughed, gesturing wildly.

"Ah, I'm so happy! Qingyu! I'm so happy!"

Zhu Qingyu was so dizzy from being swayed by him that she pushed him away and said:

"Don't shake me, don't shake me, I'm dizzy. Sigh, I was thinking that now that the clinic is back on track, it's okay without me. I was even thinking of going back this year."

Upon hearing the word "go back," Gu Zhao, who had been overwhelmed by the immense joy, plummeted to earth, hugging Zhu Qingyu even tighter and looking at her with anxious concern.

"Where are you going back to?!"

Is she going back?

Did they go back to heaven?

How could you do this to him!

She abandoned him right after they got married!

Gu Zhao felt his blood freeze, wishing he could embed her into his own body, almost begging:

"Don't go!"

Zhu Qingyu was so tightly embraced by him that she could barely breathe. Unable to push him away, she slapped him on the neck.

"Let go! Let go! You're going to strangle us both!"

Gu Zhao quickly let go of her, knelt on the bed, took her hand, and looked like he was really about to cry.

"Qingyu, can you please not go back! We're already married, how can you leave!"

Gu Zhao's reaction was so extreme that Zhu Qingyu couldn't quite understand it.

"I just want to go back to Sichuan. It's not like I'm not coming back. What's wrong with you?"

ha?

return?

Gu Zhao stared blankly at Zhu Qingyu, then hugged her tightly again, pleading:

"Then promise me that no matter where you go, you must come back to me. I'll wait for you!"