Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage

Jiang Ning felt relieved.

As for Lin Zizi, her whole heart and mind were now filled with concern for her suffering little daughter, and she met every request Jiang Ning made without any hesitation.

Therefore, the next day, she had her close confidante Mother Zhou go out to find a doctor and buy medicine.

Nowadays, it was not easy to buy this kind of medicine, as its sale was strictly regulated.

However, that was for ordinary people and the Jiang Family was by no means an ordinary family.

Mother Zhou quickly and discreetly bought the medicine, secretly brought it back, and brewed it in the Black Bamboo Garden with a small stove, instead of daring to use the kitchen.

When the medicine was ready, it was a dark, thick liquid with a strong bitter taste.

Jiang Ning couldn’t stand the unusual smell, and the scent alone made her feel nauseous.

“Take it away immediately —”

“Miss, medicine is generally bitter. It’ll be fine after you drink it,” said Mother Zhou, who was Lin Zizi’s personal maid since childhood and utterly loyal and reliable. Lin Zizi never hid anything from her.

Although Mother Zhou hated the man who had taken away Seventh Miss’s innocence, she had to get rid of this bastard child first.

The wedding was just a month away, and they had to restore Jiang Ning’s health before then.

Jiang Ning covered her mouth, trying to suppress the urge to vomit.

Mother Zhou gently coaxed her: “Miss, hold your nose and down it in one go. It’ll be fine after you drink it.”

Jiang Ning picked up the bowl and took a sip, but immediately vomited it out with a retch.

She simply couldn’t swallow it.

Lin Zizi felt extremely distressed: “Let’s not drink it then.”

“Madam, I understand that you are concerned about Miss, but the short-term pain is better than long-term suffering. In a month’s time, her pregnancy will begin to show, and if she goes to the Prince of Yu’s mansion like this, it could be a life-threatening matter.”

Everything Mother Zhou said was true.

Jiang Ning was well aware of this.

She gritted her teeth, picked up the bowl of medicine, held her nose, and gulped it down in one go.

She barely managed to not vomit it back up each time she felt the urge.

Mother Zhou quickly helped her lie down and said, “I don’t dare call the maids to tend to you now, for fear of gossip and rumors. Please rest well, Miss. I will be here guarding you. When your stomach starts to hurt, you must tell me.”

Lin Zizi anxiously watched her closely.

Jiang Ning closed her eyes and silently waited for the stomach pain to come.

After waiting for quite a while without feeling anything, she unknowingly fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was already noon.

She instinctively touched her stomach, but felt nothing abnormal.

Lin Zizi was dozing off by the bed while Mother Zhou was sitting at the foot of Jiang Ning’s bed, sewing a shoe pad. They both stayed with her and didn’t dare to leave.

Jiang Ning sat up, startling them.

“Miss, what’s wrong? Is your stomach hurting?” Mother Zhou asked hurriedly.

Jiang Ning shook her head: “What time is it?”

“It’s almost noon.”

“Did I sleep for more than an hour?” Jiang Ning frowned, “Why didn’t I feel anything?”

Lin Zizi looked at Mother Zhou.

Mother Zhou was also puzzled: “How could this be? Normally, the medicine should take effect within the time it takes to burn a stick of incense.”

Lin Zizi touched Jiang Ning’s forehead and asked worriedly, “Ningning, is there anything wrong? You must tell me if you’re uncomfortable. I’m worried.”

Jiang Ning got out of bed, walked a few steps, and touched her stomach: “Apart from feeling a bit hungry, there’s nothing else.”

“Huh? That’s not right,” Mother Zhou was also at a loss.

She personally fetched the medicine, guarded the small stove and watched Jiang Ning drink it.

From start to finish, she had done everything herself, without anyone else’s involvement.

There should have been a reaction by now.

Lin Zizi asked: “Could it be that you picked up the wrong medicine?”