Zhou Meiren and Zheng Wanrong had never given birth, so they were unfamiliar with the habits of pregnant women. However, Ye Yun had already given birth to three children and was well aware of these things.
Nan Zhi also found it strange. "That's right. Pregnant women tend to be drowsy in the first couple of months, but it shouldn't be this way later on. How can Qi Xiurong still be so lethargic at six months?"
"Though it might be summer fatigue, with Jing Xian Fei in the palace, I can't help but have my doubts. You go prepare some gifts; we'll visit Qi Xiurong tomorrow," Ye Yun said softly.
Nan Zhi nodded and went to make arrangements.
The next day...
Ming Guifei was welcomed into Yikun Palace. Upon hearing that Ye Yun had arrived, Qi Xiurong was surprised and hurried to greet her.
Ye Yun supported her gently, saying, "You don't need to be so formal while pregnant. Today, I brought some supplements and fabric suitable for making clothes for the baby. You'll find it useful soon enough."
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. Please, have a seat. Yu Xin, go make some tea," Qi Xiurong replied with a smile.
However, Ye Yun noticed that her complexion didn't look very good; it was unclear whether she hadn't put on makeup or if there was another reason.
After sitting down, Ye Yun sighed, "Carrying a baby for ten months is always tough. You seem quite exhausted; I fear the baby is being mischievous and bothering you."
At the mention of the baby, a soft look filled Qi Xiurong's eyes, but a hint of worry also crossed her face. "It's not that the baby is being mischievous. The physician said it's because my body is weak, so I dare not go out and tend to rest most of the day."
Ye Yun understood; it made sense now. It wasn't that Qi Xiurong was overly tired from pregnancy but rather that she was frail and the baby was not stable, which is why she often stayed indoors.
After their conversation, they did not notice anything unusual. Although Ye Yun remained suspicious, she couldn't discern any problems. After all, Qi Xiurong just appeared to be a bit under the weather without any other signs of discomfort. Being an outsider, Ye Yun would still need to find an opportunity to have Shen Pingzhi examine Qi Xiurong and see if there was anything amiss.
After Ye Yun left, the kitchen sent over some snacks. It was still Qi Xiurong's favorite sour jujube cake.
As soon as she smelled it, Qi Xiurong felt tempted and happily ate two pieces. "Today's sour jujube cake seems to taste a bit different."
Yu Suo leaned in to sniff, "I don't notice anything different; it smells the same to me. Is it not to your liking? I can have the kitchen make another batch."
"No need; it might just be due to the cooking method. Today's sour jujube cake is softer, unlike the previous ones," Qi Xiurong replied, taking another piece.
Yu Suo suddenly remembered something, "Your tongue is quite discerning. This sour jujube cake was made by another chef. The chef who used to make it for you had to leave the palace because his mother passed away."
Qi Xiurong nodded slightly. "I see. He served well; think of a way to send fifty taels of silver to his family to help them with the funeral for his mother."
"Yes, I'll take care of it right away. Your kindness will bring good fortune to our young master," Yu Suo said with a smile.
Remembering the baby, Qi Xiurong's face also lit up with a smile, and she waved her hand for Yu Suo to leave.
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The Enchanting Imperial Concubine (Book 3)
Historical FictionNote: This is a translated novel by me (Xiao Bai) Title: 贵妃她千娇百媚 Ye Yun was supposed to be the prince's concubine, but due to the sudden death of the late emperor, her entry into the palace was delayed for over a year. She entered the palace with th...