Chapter 1512 - 1522: Will My Child Be Miscarried?

The matter was originally settled.

However, three days later, Qingmei entered the palace, initially intending to serve Bai Zhi’er at Ruizhu Palace as usual.

But halfway there, she was stopped.

"The female officer wants to see you." The little palace Servant leading the way said sternly, without a smile on her face.

Qingmei felt a faint anxiety in her heart, and she gently sighed, "Please lead the way."

She knew that what was meant to come could not be avoided.

After all, during the public interrogation of the head of the Imperial Guards, she had clearly stated, in front of the Emperor and the female officer, that she disliked this female officer.

Qingmei had thought afterward that this female officer might seek revenge.

She was just a small palace servant, and the female officer was about to become the Empress of Great Chu; challenging the Empress was simply foolish.

Qingmei was not afraid of offending anyone; she only feared that if something happened to her, Cai Ying would not be mature enough to take good care of Bai Zhi’er.

She hadn’t yet seen the Princess get married...

Qingmei continued to think aimlessly as she followed the palace servant, detouring to Mengxian Palace.

This was the magnificent palace the Emperor had ordered the Ministry of Industry to build extensively.

It stood between Ruizhu Palace and the Emperor’s bedroom, and beyond it were the chambers exclusive to the Empress.

Qingmei entered the palace, where it was quiet. The female officer who usually wore a veil was standing gracefully by the window, admiring an orchid, with her back to them.

"Female officer, the person has been brought; I’ll take my leave now."

"Hmm."

The little palace Servant turned to leave, remembering to close the door.

Qingmei looked at the female officer but said nothing, standing tall as if determined not to succumb to any tyranny.

Unexpectedly, the female officer spoke softly first, "You’re two months pregnant, aren’t you?"

Hearing this, Qingmei immediately became alert, covering her abdomen with her hand, "What exactly does the female officer want with me? Speak plainly!"

Jing Jia turned back, her beautiful features unmasked, dazzling in appearance.

Qingmei was momentarily stunned and bewildered.

Because, she actually thought this female officer resembled the Princess!

Bai Zhi’er’s eyebrows and eyes weren’t as gentle as hers, instead possessing more of Bai Xilie’s handsome charm.

Qingmei quickly dismissed her dangerous thoughts.

This must all be coincidence!

Jing Jia noticed Qingmei’s guardedness and moved forward proactively, "I mean no harm; don’t be afraid. I just want to tell you that your child’s fetal foundation is unstable, and before three months, it’s best not to move about, especially near water."

Qingmei furrowed her brows, "You... Female officer, did you call me here just to say this?"

Jing Jia smiled faintly, "Not entirely; there’s much I want to advise you. But I’m worried you might forget, so I wrote it all down for you in advance."

As she spoke, she pulled out a rolled-up piece of Xuan paper from her sleeve and handed it to Qingmei.

Qingmei suspiciously took it.

Upon unfolding it, she found the slender, elegant script detailing what Qingmei should be mindful of each month after her pregnancy.

It was very detailed, for example, when pregnant for three months, mid-month, she should avoid going out on Geng days to prevent disturbing the fetal energy.

Also, when five months pregnant, Qingmei must not climb trees to pick bayberries to eat.

Additionally, Jing Jia had carefully noted that due to Qingmei’s birth dates and corresponding name, it was best not to eat things like plums during pregnancy.

Qingmei grew increasingly puzzled, as such detailed advice suggested it was indeed serious.

She looked up at Jing Jia.

"This is..."

"Precautionary notes. As long as you follow what I say, your child’s miscarriage won’t happen."

Qingmei’s eyes widened in shock, exclaiming, "My child will miscarry?!"