Dr. Zhong shook his head: "This bowl of medicine is warm and cool in nature. It is indeed a tonic, but it will not affect the fetus."

The wet nurse was surprised: "Then why were you so nervous just now? A tiger doesn't eat its young. The high priest cares so much about the young lady and the child in the belly of the young lady. It is impossible to harm the child in the belly of the young lady. "

"Although it is a warming and tonifying medicine, there is a flavor of medicine added to this medicine. I can't taste what this medicine is. Missy, it's better not to drink it." After Dr. Zhong finished speaking, before Zhuang Xiaoyu could open his mouth, he served it. He picked up the medicine bowl and poured that bowl of medicine into the potted plant in the window.

The strong smell of medicine spread in the bedroom. Zhuang Xiaoyu smelled it, but felt that the discomfort in his stomach was relieved a lot, and the feeling of wanting to vomit from time to time was gone.

The nurse asked: "Miss, what do you want to eat for lunch, this old slave will do it."

"Then let's make some old duck soup with sour bamboo shoots from yesterday, just light." Thinking of the sour taste of the clear soup, Zhuang Xiaoyu felt a little hungry.

It was rare that the eldest lady's appetite improved, and the wet nurse immediately left the bedroom and went to the small kitchen with great interest.

Zhuang Xiaoyu arranged the bottles and jars, looked sideways at Dr. Zhong who was hesitant to speak, and asked, "But what do you want to tell me?"

Dr. Zhong hesitated for a moment, before speaking: "Miss, you are double now, you should be more cautious about what you enter."

Zhuang Xiaoyu was alert: "Can Doctor Zhong explain it more clearly?"

"Miss, my uncle is now the high priest, and the mysterious wizard clan of Moon City is also under the control of the high priest, and many unknown poisons and medicines are unknown to the old man.

I heard that some medicines are not only colorless and tasteless, but can murder people invisible, and can also make people lose all memory, and can't recall the past bits and pieces..."

Dr. Zhong stared at Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Now that the truth of the young master's death has been revealed, the high priest is looking forward to being able to get along with you as before..."

"Are you afraid that this bowl of medicine is poisonous, and drinking it will make me lose my memory?"

"I heard that Master Zhuang Qingyun has left the priest's mansion overnight, and went to the Wizard Island to find this medicine..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu pinched her forehead with a headache: "I see, you can go out."

Dr. Zhong sniffed the scent of medicine in the air, took a sniff, turned and left the bedroom.

The wet nurse brought up the ready-made sour bamboo shoot and old duck soup, and Zhuang Xiaoyu was about to eat it. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the corner of her clothes passing by the door, lowered her eyes, and paused...

Two months passed in a flash, and the child in Zhuang Xiaoyu's belly was already three months old.

Her appetite also returned to normal. In the past three months, she hadn't seen Qin Wuyan much, and the man took the initiative to stay away from her. She was looking at flowers in the backyard, and he was looking at her from the window.

She was basking in the sun in the yard, and the man looked at her secretly through the crack of the door.

Although those eyes were always glued to her body, following her like a shadow, at least they were invisible, for the sake of the child, Zhuang Xiaoyu pretended not to know Qin Wuyan's existence.

During this period of time, my mood has recovered pretty well, and my body has also recovered a lot, and my stomach slowly bulges a small arc.

Day by day, the yellow leaves on the trees have fallen, the late autumn has long gone, and the midwinter has come.

There were several braziers in the bedroom, and the room was very warm. Zhuang Xiaoyu had just wiped her long hair half dry after taking a shower. When she was lying on the bed reading a book, the door was suddenly pushed open.

A gust of wind came in from the outside with a chill, and the gauze curtain swayed gently. Zhuang Xiaoyu gathered the quilt and shrank her body inside.