Fu Jin married: Qing Dynasty first brother asked not to flirt

Chapter 212
Chapter 222

Seeing that the incident subsided, Wu Yashi felt a little uncomfortable. She clearly wanted to trip Tong Jiaqi, so she broke Qian Gege for nothing.

Wu Yashi originally wanted to use Qian Gege's attentiveness on weekdays for his own use.

For more than a month, Wu Ya's has been eating and drinking to support her body every day. As expected, she didn't have her period!

Counting the days, it has been more than 30 days since the last menstrual event, and there is still no sign of it coming, Wu Ya's heart can't help feeling a little nervous.

"Qiuzhu, go and help me find a doctor outside." Wu Yashi ordered after careful consideration.

Qiuzhu was busy helping her tidy up the jewelry on the dressing table, when she heard this, she quickly turned around and asked worriedly, "Master, what's wrong?"

"No, you go and invite me, I want an unfamiliar doctor." Wu Yashi said quietly, with unstoppable joy in his tone.

Seeing what she said, Qiuzhu nodded cautiously again, "I'll go now, servant girl."

Qiu Zhu invited a doctor from the south of the city. He was an old man with a white beard, and he carried a medicine box in his travels, with a look of panic on his face.

Wang Wen Wen Wen Qi read it again, the old man now with a wisp of beard meditating.

Wu Yashi's heart was in her throat, and then she asked, "How is it? Am I pregnant?"

"Well, it's hard to say. Fujin's symptoms are indeed similar to those of being pregnant, but it's only been more than a month, so I don't dare to speak nonsense." The old man shook his head, and then said awkwardly.

Wu Yashi only listened to the first half of the sentence, "That means you are happy!"

"Huh?" The old man was taken aback, somewhat puzzled by Wu Ya's determination, "Fu Jin, I didn't say anything."

"I'm happy, please prescribe some anti-fetal medicine for me." Wu Yashi couldn't listen, and said a little excitedly at this moment, "Tell me, am I happy?"

Although Wu Yashi smiled, but the oppressive aura in his eyes made this person stunned, and nodded, "Congratulations to Fujin, I'm so happy."

"Qiuzhu, give me a good reward." Wu Yashi stood up with a smile, sighed softly, and looked down at the old man writing the prescriptions on the white paper, not to mention how sweet it was.

Qiuzhu replied, but in fact, she was not very happy in her heart, she just felt that the master was making a wrong step now, wrong step by step.

"Should we tell Da Fujin about such a happy event?" Wu Yashi narrowed her eyes slightly, having a bad idea in her heart.

Qiu Zhu was taken aback, and quickly said, "Master, it's absolutely impossible, or, let's wait until the diagnosis is confirmed."

"I've already been diagnosed. Didn't they all prescribe anti-fetal drugs?" Wu Yashi didn't care about this, as long as she could annoy Tong Jiaqi and make things difficult for her, her goal would be achieved.

"Listen to the master." Qiu Zhu also knew that he couldn't persuade him anything, so he could only accept his fate's promise.

After prescribing the medicine, Wu Yashi took Qiuzhu and the old man towards Tong Jiaqi's Qingzhu Garden. Although the cold wind was howling outside, Wu Yashi was very proud of herself.

Tong Jiaqi worked hard all afternoon, and watched Hailan get the flower pots cleaned up with her own eyes, and then she was relieved, as if she could have green vegetables tomorrow, thinking about it, she was in a good mood.

So much so that Ruyi came in and told Wu Yashi to ask for an interview, Tong Jiaqi also responded with a smile, "Then let me in."

　Notes: 1. What I write is not cool, but tends to be a long-flowing emotional daily life; 2. For those who say that the male lead doesn’t care about the affairs of the back house, you can refer to the emperor in Zhen Huan’s Biography to see if he is clear about the struggles between the concubines; 3. If you don’t like reading, you can abandon the book. Really, don’t force yourself, thank you; 4. Books are written for those who like to read. People’s three views are different. I will not force you to accept my book. Yes, but as a reader, don't try to change my plot.Today's words may be more serious. For the first time and the last time, I will not reply to any negative comments in the future, and will directly delete the silence.

　　
　
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