I insist

Chapter 169: The Sickly Beauty

Her gaze moved downwards and landed on the prince's arms.

When Song Miqiu saw that the Crown Prince was holding a beautiful woman in his arms, she gasped. She now understood why the Crown Princess had looked so pale when she learned that she had come to see a doctor.

It seems the other party knew that I had come to treat this sick beauty, which is why they mocked me like that.

The Crown Prince glanced at Ming Taicheng, neither surprised nor taken aback that he had followed him, and said in a deep voice, "What are you still standing there for? Come and take a look!"

Song Miqiu glanced at Ming Taicheng subconsciously, knowing that the Crown Prince was calling for her. She lowered her head and hurriedly walked to the Crown Prince's side, took out the wrist of the sickly beauty in the Crown Prince's arms, and placed her fingers on it.

During this time, her gaze unconsciously drifted towards the beautiful woman's face, and Song Miqiu couldn't help but admire how beautiful she was.

No wonder the Crown Prince is concerned about her health. If she were the Crown Prince, she would definitely be even more anxious than he is now.

Song Miqiu frowned slightly. Her gaze fell on the sickly beauty's face, and her eyes showed some surprise, but she quickly regained her composure.

If the sickly beauty's symptoms were in modern times, they would be easy to soothe, but this is ancient times, and she must not have been properly cared for before.

In addition, there was a lot of intrigue and backstabbing in the Eastern Palace, so he must have suffered a lot.

Thinking of this, Song Miqiu slowly raised her eyes and met the Crown Prince's worried gaze. She knew that he was worried about the condition of the woman in his arms.

Song Miqiu stood up and gave a slight bow to the Crown Prince, "Congratulations, Your Highness, this lady is pregnant!"

"Are you pregnant?" The crown prince raised an eyebrow, a smile appearing in his eyes.

He tightened his grip on the sickly beauty's hand, and the Crown Prince let out a heavy sigh. He was about to say something when he looked up and saw a hint of worry in Song Miqiu's eyes, and the smile on his face faded.

"If you have anything to say, please feel free to say it."

“Your Highness, although this lady is pregnant, she has been suffering from a congenital illness, such as asthma. I dare not prescribe any medicine at the moment.”

As soon as the word "asthma" was uttered, the Crown Prince understood what Song Miqiu meant.

He gripped her hand tightly, then slowly released it, and asked in a low voice, "What should we do now that she's pregnant and her asthma has flared up again?"

"In my opinion, the most appropriate time is after Your Majesty gives birth to the child, so that I can prescribe the medicine." Sweat slowly seeped from Song Miqiu's forehead.

She wouldn't dare give asthma medication to a pregnant woman casually. If the woman suffered any adverse effects from it, wouldn't she be the one to take the blame?

"I ask you, what if she had an asthma attack during her pregnancy!" The Crown Prince's face was full of anger as he looked up and questioned Song Miqiu, "Do you mean to choose to abandon the child?"

"This……"

Song Miqiu stood there at a loss. She turned to look at Ming Taicheng, her face contorted as she begged him to save her.

She could now guess why the Crown Prince had sought her out.

It's only because she was able to save Yan's father's heart condition before. Besides, she's new to the palace and hasn't openly tried to get close to or win over anyone.

In the Crown Prince's eyes, she was naturally the most suitable candidate.

But the sickly beauty got pregnant before her asthma was fully treated, which really presented her with a difficult problem.

Song Miqiu let out a breath, stood there dumbfounded, racking her brains for a solution.

As she pondered, something suddenly occurred to her, and her eyes lit up. She clasped her hands in a fist salute and bowed slightly to the Crown Prince, saying, "Your Highness, why don't we first treat her body, and then she can take the medicine after giving birth?"

Before the Crown Prince could nod in agreement, Song Miqiu turned to Ming Taicheng and asked with a smile, "Physician Ming, what do you think of my method?"

Ming Taicheng is a medical sage who has been practicing medicine for thirty years. If what he says is no different from what I say, then the matter of her angering the crown prince earlier can be considered invalid.

The latter knew that this matter was extremely difficult, and he was not idle either. He also knew that he had to help Song Miqiu with this matter.

He walked over to her, placed a handkerchief on the sickly beauty, and then put his fingers on it.

Ming Taicheng carefully examined the pulse, frowning as he observed the sickly beauty's features, before standing up and saying, "Your Highness, my opinion is the same as Physician Song's. We should first use acupuncture to regulate her body, and then she can take medicine after the child is born."

"but……"

Upon hearing this, the crown prince immediately inquired, "But what?"

Ming Taicheng frowned and pointed at the sickly beauty, "However, Your Majesty's body is already weak. Although acupuncture is a form of treatment, it is more for asthma. Your Majesty's health is not good to begin with, and now that you are pregnant, in my opinion, during this pregnancy, we should observe Your Majesty's reactions and emotions more closely."

"The most taboo thing during pregnancy is for the pregnant woman to be in a bad mood, especially for someone like the Empress who is very weak. If she is not pregnant, getting angry will harm her health, let alone when she is pregnant."

The crown prince fell silent, understanding what Ming Taicheng meant.

He pursed his lips and nodded slightly. "This Crown Prince understands."

Ming Taicheng stepped back to Song Miqiu's side, glanced at the Crown Prince's reaction out of the corner of his eye, smiled, raised his chin, and said to Song Miqiu, "It's still me who can do it."

"Yes, yes, you're the best." Song Miqiu rolled her eyes at Ming Taicheng, finding his eagerness to take credit quite amusing.

But without him this time, she really wouldn't be able to deal with the Crown Prince.

Song Miqiu really wanted to question the Crown Prince about why the Empress was so weak and why he wasn't taking care of her health instead of getting her pregnant first.

But then she thought of the Crown Princess and stopped wanting to ask.

Within the Eastern Palace, the Crown Prince wouldn't interfere too much in matters of the inner quarters, and since the Crown Princess was the one in charge of the Eastern Palace, her arrangements for the concubines were naturally the most straightforward.

Presumably, the fact that the Empress hadn't recovered her health earlier was largely due to the Crown Prince's influence.

Thinking of this, Song Miqiu sighed.

"What's wrong?" Ming Taicheng thought Song Miqiu was discouraged and comforted her in a low voice, "It's nothing. You found out just now, but the Empress is indeed sickly. Her condition is not very suitable for pregnancy. But now that she is pregnant, she can't take medicine. This is indeed a problem for us. Don't blame yourself."

If Song Miqiu hadn't reminded him to treat it first, he wouldn't have thought of that aspect.

Ming Taicheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly that he was getting old and had forgotten about taking care of himself.

"Yes, I'm just worried about the Empress's safety." Song Miqiu lowered her head and responded softly. With Ming Taicheng's reassurance, she felt a little better.

"Well--"

Suddenly, a faint sound attracted the attention of the Crown Prince and the others.

All three people present focused their attention on the sickly beauty in the Crown Prince's arms. She frowned, perhaps in discomfort, and turned her body. Then, she slowly opened her eyes and looked around in confusion.