Poison doctor Niangzi Shanlihan

Chapter 1962 It's hard to hide
This stay lasted almost an hour, and when An'er woke up, Lin Xiaofu carried him to the bamboo corridor for a walk.

Looking at the bamboo forest that is gradually returning to life, and some spring jasmines that are gradually emerging outside the corridor.

When I thought of the brilliant primroses I saw all the way into the garden, they all told people that spring had come.

What spring is is not important to An'er, he only knows that he is happy when he comes out to play, and things with bright colors are also novel.

From time to time, his little head turned to this side and then to that side, looking at the surrounding scenery curiously, digesting things that were different from what he usually sees.

The little hand even pointed at those flowers, but it was a pity that he couldn't speak and couldn't express his thoughts.

Lin Xiaofu wandered around the scenery with the child in his arms, originally to pass the time, but with a group of servants behind him, this battle was a bit funny.

Was it in the Dishui Pavilion at home, the few nuns and maids who came with her, except for the few who were still guarding their own belongings, all followed her footsteps and did not dare to stay away.

As for her, she followed the direction An'er was pointing at, and the yard seemed to be filled with people coming and going, and it became lively.

The little maids and eunuchs who were serving here naturally wouldn't follow her back and forth, but they couldn't help turning their eyes around.

When An'er was having fun, she would make "ahhhh" and "wow" sounds from time to time, so Concubine Wang Shu and Concubine Tian Shu couldn't sit still anymore, so they both came out, and they could just take a walk in the corridor.

Concubine Yang was naturally happy and quiet. She lay down on the beauty couch, put up a blanket, and asked her maid to pinch her legs, and the mother was talking with her.

Because Lin Xiaofu found out about her pulse early, Concubine Yang had already made preparations. Even in her own yard, only her confidantes and confidantes knew her real situation.

The other second-class and third-class servants are not usually in the room to wait on, so naturally they kept everything secret.

But Concubine Yang knew that it would be difficult to hide it after another month at most.

In the second and third months of Yangchun, this stomach can't be hidden anymore, but by then her fetus is firmly seated. In fact, others want to calculate and think about the consequences.

But she is still full of confidence in the days ahead.

After all, the palace had already been cleaned up during the previous turmoil, which can be described as a big change, and the prince's attitude towards his sons could not be ignored by anyone.

But she knew that the eldest son and his wife had never let go of their guards in the palace, and they had never been careless towards the young grandson, and they had never even given it to others to take care of them.

She was thinking, if her child is born in the future, should she do the same?Don't dare to let the prince take more, at least she can take care of the child herself.

Once you have a child, everything is enough, let's go to any fights and schemes.

But she still has unresolved doubts in her heart, and I believe everyone in the mansion has the same idea.

The Crown Princess could clearly consult two people at the same time, but she said she couldn't do medicine?
Obviously what they said was very reasonable, and even the prescriptions prescribed had been effective. They were the parties who benefited, and they knew best whether the prescriptions were good or not.

Is this really just an ancestral remnant?

Everyone has a prescription, and it is impossible to be the same prescription. If the prescription is different for each person, how can a non-skilled doctor prescribe it?
But why did she deny that she knew medical skills?
The prince also denied that the imperial concubine was born in a medical family, why should he hide it?

The words of pulse diagnosis to Concubine Wang Shu just now really make people think too much.

(End of this chapter)