After feeling the pulse, the Old Imperial Doctor stroked his beard and frowned, remaining silent for a long time.
"What's the matter?"
Xia Ruqing's heart skipped a beat.
Zhao Junyao's face gradually turned grim.
"Is the Noble Consort unwell?"
The Imperial Physician nodded thoughtfully before responding.
"Reporting to the Emperor, Noble Consort!"
"Based on the symptoms observed, it seems the Noble Consort is pregnant!"
"However, the pulse doesn't show it yet. Might I dare to ask, Your Grace's monthlies…?"
Xia Ruqing was suddenly embarrassed by the question.
But she still replied honestly.
"This month's hasn't come yet; it's two or three days later than last month!"
The Imperial Physician nodded.
"That explains it!"
"Your Grace is likely pregnant, but it's early, and can't be confirmed yet!"
"We'll need to wait a while longer to be certain!"
"What?!"
Xia Ruqing was somewhat surprised.
Yet Zhao Junyao couldn't help but feel delighted.
