Du Wanqing covered her face, biting her lips fiercely.
Having a son would merely qualify her to become a concubine, but what if she bore a daughter? Moreover, becoming a concubine was never her goal; she was the legitimate daughter of the Duke An's Mansion and rightfully should be Mo Zili's official wife. However, all this was predicated on Mo Zili's full support for her. Now that her face was disfigured, would Mo Zili still love her as he did before? After all, it was her beauty that had ensnared his heart in the first place!
The Imperial Physician followed the old maid into the room. After setting down the medicine chest, he approached Du Wanqing, saying with a pleasant expression, "Madam, please extend your arm so that I can check your pulse again and see if your fetus is stable now?"
Du Wanqing raised her head, speaking anxiously, "Before checking the pulse, Doctor, could you please look at my face? Will these cuts scar, and is there good medicine available for scar removal?"
