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What's good and what's bad?

Did something major happen while she was unconscious?

Qi Yitang hesitated for a moment, "Tell me the bad one first."

Xie Ling brought over a bowl of dark, somber medicine, a smile playing on her lips. "You'll probably be taking medicine for the next few months."

What?!

I'll need to take medication for the next few months!

It was indeed bad news, like a bolt from the blue, and Qi Yitang's expression instantly fell.

"Yanzhi, do I have some kind of illness...? Just tell me, I can handle it."

Qi Yitang looked aggrieved. "So, I won't take the medicine? If it's a minor illness, I can get better without it. But if it's a serious illness, no matter how much I take, it won't help. I feel like throwing up just from the smell of medicine..."

As she spoke, Qi Yitang actually felt a bit nauseous, whether it was psychological or she was genuinely overwhelmed by the smell.

Xie Ling patted her back to help her catch her breath, her voice gentle, but her actions were like those of a devil.

He held the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and brought it to Qi Yitang's lips. "Good girl, Tangtang, if you drink the medicine, you won't want to throw up."

Qi Yitang looked away, her face full of resistance.

"Put it aside for now, wait, didn't you have some good news?"

The bad news is bad enough; it's time for something sweet.

Xie Ling's expression softened as he gently placed his large hand on her lower abdomen. His dark eyes were calm yet burning with passion. "The good news is—you're pregnant."

"Tangtang, we're having a baby."

child?

Qi Yitang was stunned.

She subconsciously looked down at her flat stomach, then looked up at Xie Ling, then looked down again, then looked up again, repeating this several times before finally squeezing out a word with a trembling tone.

"……what?"

Xie Ling knew she was a little confused for a moment, but he wasn't much better off than her.

During the hours that Qi Yitang was unconscious, Xie Ling was restless and stayed by her side, touching her belly repeatedly until it was calloused.

After the initial joy of becoming a father, worry quickly sets in.

Pregnancy is never an easy thing for a woman. Xie Ling has never believed in gods or Buddhas, but in these few hours, he has overturned his persistence of the past twenty years.

After deciding to return to the capital, he ordered that the statue of the Goddess of Fertility be recast and that more money be added to the offerings to protect the mother and child.

"It's true, the imperial physician said it's been more than two months."

Qi Yitang lowered her head and continued to stare blankly at her stomach for a long time, so long that Xie Ling felt a sense of unease.

Thinking of Xie Jingyu's "previous life," Tangtang didn't like their child, and after taking a bowl of abortion medicine...

Xie Ling involuntarily tightened her grip on her fingers. "Tangtang?"

Qi Yitang finally raised her head, pouted, and said with a wronged expression, "Oh no, I won't be able to wear my empress's wedding dress..."

Xie Ling: "...Hmm?"

Despite all her calculations, Xie Ling never expected that this was what she was worried about, leaving her somewhat dumbfounded.

There was no way around it; it was Qi Yitang's first time as empress, and also her only grand wedding in her life. She was still fantasizing about wearing a magnificent phoenix robe and standing side by side with Xie Ling.

Now that a child has arrived, all my fantasies have been shattered.

She couldn't possibly go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to offer sacrifices and complete so many complicated rituals while heavily pregnant.

Putting aside whether the clothes would even fit, fainting on the way would be incredibly unlucky.

"The Empress's pregnancy is a great joy. The wedding dress can be altered, and the wedding date can be postponed." Her wrinkled little face was so cute that Xie Ling couldn't help but reach out and pinch it.

"Our names are already recorded in the imperial genealogy. We are legally husband and wife, and no one can change that."

Normally, it would take one or two years to prepare for the wedding of the emperor and empress, but he was too impatient, which is why he urged the Ministry of Rites to speed things up.

Unexpectedly, the child followed his temperament and became even more impatient.

Qi Yitang was relieved, but still felt somewhat dazed.

So...she's pregnant?

The thought of a tiny, living life slowly growing inside her belly filled Qi Yitang with a sense of wonder.

This is a creative ability unique to women; no matter how great emperors, generals, or rulers of all ages may be, they cannot give birth to such beings.

Without a woman, he would be destined to be childless and without descendants.

Qi Yitang asked, "Did the imperial physician say whether it's a boy or a girl? Can it be determined now?"

Xie Ling pulled Qi Yitang into her arms, "Whether male or female, they are all our precious children."

Qi Yitang suddenly remembered the dream she had. Snakes are a typical "pregnancy dream," and she dreamed of two at once... A thought struck her: maybe she was pregnant with twins.

Hmph! Even if my elder sister doesn't give her a daughter, she can still have her own.

There were no golden words in front of her, and no comments appeared, but Qi Yitang was still very grateful to them.

The comments were a mix of good and bad. Without their reminders and guidance, she might still be that stupid and wicked cannon fodder female supporting character, meeting a tragic end...

But now, they are living well, with a family, each other, and children.

A soreness welled up in Qi Yitang's nose, and for some reason, she felt like crying.

I'm happy, yet I also want to cry my heart out—it's a contradiction, quite ridiculous.

"Don't cry."

His slightly rough fingertips brushed against the corner of her eye.

Xie Ling leaned over, his burning lips gently pecking at her wet eyelashes, then trailing down her tear tracks, finally pressing lightly against her lips, as if trying to melt away all her unease and fear.

Their breaths mingled, and his voice was low, hoarse, and solemn, "Tangtang, I will protect you and our child."

In the past, only Qi Yitang was Xie Ling's Achilles' heel; now, there's another child.

Dragons have scales that cannot be touched; those who do so will die.

……

The medicine had cooled down and had been reheated.

"Slow down, be careful it's hot."

Xie Ling scooped up a spoonful, blew on it gently, and brought it to Qi Yitang's lips.

She was already pregnant, and the pregnancy had been disturbed, so even though Qi Yitang resisted taking the medicine, she had no choice but to do so.

Actually, I hate taking medicine because I used to take too much of it.

Qi Yitang was prone to illness when she was a child, not because she was weak, but because she was too naughty and often bumped and bruised herself. In winter, she was even more restless at night, kicking off the blankets, and catching a cold every few days.

Unfortunately, Ning Wanrong had a fiery temper and was not gentle at all; she had very little patience to coax children.

But Qi Yitang is also a troublemaker; she absolutely refuses to drink unless someone coaxes her.

At times like these, everyone in the family takes turns trying to coax and trick her into drinking the medicine.

Then a frail older cousin arrived who was an orphan and even more prone to illness than her, and everyone's attention naturally shifted.

It's been a very, very long time since anyone coaxed her to take her medicine.

Although feeding her bite by bite like this would be slower, seeing Xie Ling's considerate manner, like coaxing a child, without the slightest impatience, Qi Yitang felt comfortable and soft-hearted, and couldn't even make a fuss, so she obediently opened her mouth.

I thought it would be extremely bitter and hard to swallow, but to my surprise, it didn't have any strange taste at all, and even had a slightly sweet aftertaste.

"Is it bitter?" Xie Ling asked.

Qi Yitang's dark eyes darted around, and she wrinkled her face mischievously. "It's very bitter, especially hard to drink. Try it yourself if you don't believe me."

Xie Ling raised an eyebrow, actually took a sip, put it in his mouth, and then—

He leaned down and kissed her.