When I woke up, it was the morning of the next day.

Jun Moli went to court, Xintang used breakfast alone, Yuemei served the soup as usual

She took the medicine bowl and didn't pinch her nose. She drank it all the way to get rid of the movie.

After drinking, I breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the last bowl of medicine, and finally it's done. Drinking this medicine is even harder than cultivating the Great Wall

And after drinking so much, for so long, it is even greater than the people who build the Great Wall.

"Yuemei," Xintang thought for a while and said, "I have finished the prescription prescribed by Doctor Zhuang. Please let the butler enter the palace and ask Doctor Zhuang to come and take my pulse!"

"Yes!" Yuemei finished speaking, and then went out to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush to rush

At noon, Doctor Zhuang came to ask Xintang for his pulse. Because he was an internal relative, he still used hanging silk to take the pulse.

"Doctor Zhuang, I took the medicine you prescribed and seemed to be much better. Is my body improving? Can I get pregnant?"

Xintang didn't care about the shyness, and asked the key points.

"Your Majesty, although your body is better than before, you still need to be treated with care. As for whether you can get pregnant, it's hard to say that you should take good care of yourself. When your body is big and you will get pregnant again."

The implication is that her body has no improvement.

Xintang's heart sank, and his eyes instantly lost their luster.

After a moment of sadness, he could only smile bitterly, "With the opinion of the imperial physician, what should I do next?"

Doctor Zhuang gritted his teeth, "I still have to continue to use medicine to condition it."

Xintang suddenly became irritable, "Forget it, I won't adjust it."

Doctor Zhuang was stunned for a moment, "Empress, this..."

Even the Empress Dowager began to ask about Princess Leng’s infertility, why did she give up again?

Xintang waved her hand in annoyance: "It's been adjusted for so long but it hasn't improved yet, so it's useless to adjust it anymore, let it go."

It is said that children are the best gifts given to mankind by God. Since God does not want to give her a child, no matter how hard she asks and is anxious, what's the use?
Chapter completed!