In fact, Feng Sheng knew what the result would be from the doctor's words, because the doctor's words were too accurate, and it seemed that he had real talents and practical learning.

Back then when she was forced to marry by her father, she had a knot in her heart. This knot had always been hidden in her heart. After she learned that her father was dead, it broke out completely. That time, she was in a coma for a long time, and she could obviously feel that her body was not as good as before.

In the next few years, she traveled around, drinking and staying up late was commonplace. The longest time was nearly half a year, and she only slept for two hours a day.

The cause of the day becomes the bitter fruit of today.

In fact, let Feng Sheng choose again, she still made the same choice, but she felt a little sorry for King Wei.

"How could this be?" Zhiqiu was dumbfounded, muttering to himself non-stop.

Zhichun looked at Feng Sheng, and then at her, panicked and at a loss.

"Girl, don't worry, there must be a way."

"Yes, there must be a way," Zhiqiu came back to his senses, and rushed to the old doctor, "Do you think there is any way to cure this disease? Is there a way?"

"Girl, don't get too excited. It's not that the old man doesn't want to treat it. The point is that if it can't be cured, the roots will be damaged. How can I cure it? Even if I can conceive, the child will not be born safely, alas..."

"Okay, let's go."

Feng Sheng stood up.

"girl?"

"Look at your panic, but you can't have a baby, and you're going to die? Let's go, there are other patients behind, don't delay the doctor's visit."

Feng Sheng led the two of them to leave, and went in through the back door of the teahouse, into the private room, she didn't leave immediately, but sat down and asked the waiter to change the tea.

Even though Zhiqiu's heart was in a mess right now, he didn't dare to say anything else, he just told Feng Sheng not to worry, and this doctor might not be the one who is right. He can't do it, if someone else does, there are still so many imperial doctors in the palace, even if the imperial doctor is not good, there are many famous doctors and genius doctors in the world, so she will send a letter to Uncle Yu asking him to inquire about it when she goes back.

"Don't worry about me, what I just said is not to comfort you, I'm really fine, let me be quiet."

Zhichun pulled Zhiqiu, and the two avoided the door.

Feng Sheng picked up the tea soup and took a sip quietly, the smoke lingered on her face, giving an illusion of moisture.

She has never been a character who wants to live or die. It may be a pity that she cannot have children, but it is not impossible to live. What she has to think about now is the future with Zong Yue.

Marrying him at that time was just because she felt that she could only marry him, because she felt that he had splashed so many things, if she still refused, it would be too unconscionable, but because she saw him holding her heart with her hands, she couldn't bear to overthrow it He, but at some point, her mentality gradually changed.

Although he didn't say it, Feng Sheng knew that he actually wanted a child. Since she was married for so long, because she had disguised herself as a man for a long time, she couldn't remember her own menstrual events, but he did. Before and after her menstruation, he would make people drink special medicine for her body.

He said it was for nourishing the body, but she never thought of asking. It was only by accident that she learned from the servant that it was a tonic for nourishing the body and assisting pregnancy. It was also at that time that she became interested in giving birth to a child.

Now she can't give birth.

Feng Sheng recalled a past event in her memory, her mother's health has been poor, it is said that she was sick when she was in the boudoir, and after giving birth to her, most of them were bedridden. She didn't spend much time with her mother when she was young, and she grew up on the nurse's milk when she was a child. After she understood a little bit, what she was most afraid of was going to her mother's room.

Because the room was always dim and dark, and it was always filled with a suffocating smell of medicine, but she knew that it was the mother, the person who gave birth to her.

Because her father was the head of the clan, and her mother only gave birth to her, for a long time, there was a lot of criticism in the clan. The clan asked her father to take concubines, but her father was unwilling. Those aunts always liked to say behind their backs that her mother was a hen that didn't lay eggs, and even the little friends who played with her followed suit and talked nonsense in front of her.

For this, she fought with someone.

The child's seniority was higher than hers, and her mother was a shrew, and she went to the house to make trouble. Because of this, she made her mother drag her sick body to apologize to others. She still remembers that her mother stroked her head afterwards and said, if she was a Boy is it just fine.

She is a girl, she can't be a boy, but she feels that she is no worse than a boy. She went to beg her father to teach her how to read. The clan pays the most attention to the knowledge of the juniors. She thought that one day she would defeat those people and tell them that even if she was a girl, she would be beyond their reach.

She did it, she passed the exam, but her mother regretted it again, saying that it was because she couldn't have children that she became like this.

Not being able to have children, this sentence has trapped her mother all her life, and now it has become her curse.

Does not being able to have children matter?

It's not important, but it's important, at least she doesn't want to become like her mother in the future, maybe she should talk to Zong Yue.

Having said that, Feng Sheng was unable to speak several times after returning home.

King Wei always asks for a lot in sex, usually Feng Sheng doesn't think there is anything wrong with it, but these few times he pulls him again, obviously pandering, he always feels awkward and flustered.

She even had a strange mentality, maybe it was because King Wei wanted to have a child so frequently, but she let him do useless work.

Then she felt strangely guilty.

Zhiqiu still didn't give up, she couldn't convince Feng Sheng, and she was afraid that King Wei would know about it, so she chose to ask Uncle Yu for help. I sent a letter to Uncle Yu, asking him to find a famous doctor in the south of the Yangtze River. This matter has not been discussed yet, so it will be put on hold for now.

In the afternoon of this day, Feng Sheng half leaned on the kang while reading a book and basking in the sun.

Zhichun brought a bowl of white fungus soup and put it on the kang table, but didn't leave, but looked at Feng Sheng hesitantly.

"Is there something wrong?"

Zhichun sat down on the footrest and leaned against Feng Sheng's leg.

She and Zhiqiu are usually used to being close to Feng Sheng, usually there is no one in the room, and they don't pay much attention to it. And every time the two of them wanted to tell Feng Sheng something, they always acted like this.

"Girl, what do you plan to do about that? Do you want to tell the prince?" When Feng Sheng was still disguised as a man, Zhichun and Zhiqiu only called girls in private. After Feng Sheng became a princess, they changed their names. But the title girl is occasionally used, only when speaking privately.

"Why did you ask about this?" Feng Sheng turned the pages of the book and asked without raising his eyebrows.

Zhichun lowered her head: "This servant is also thinking of the girl. This servant thinks that this is something that cannot be told to the prince. If the imperial concubine finds out, there will definitely be troubles again. The imperial concubine is always anxious to satisfy her grandson." Speaking, Zhichun is also there.

Feng Sheng put down the book, picked up the white fungus soup in the bowl to drink, the corners of her eyes drooped, and she had a particularly gentle feeling.

"Then what do you think should be done?"

"This..." Zhichun paused, and then said: "This servant is just a girl, how can I know what to do, this servant thinks that the girl should make plans early, so as not to be caught off guard."

"Make plans earlier?" Feng Sheng murmured.

"Yeah, if it really comes to that point, the servant is afraid that the girl will not be able to bear it. The girl has always been proud and arrogant, so how can she tolerate that. So the servant thinks that the girl should make a plan early. Didn't the wife just want to get rid of the girl next to her?" The face was given to the master, but the master did not agree because he was afraid of hurting his wife's heart. At the beginning, the servant's mother thought it was a good idea. The girl was pregnant. If she could give birth to a boy and raise it under the wife's knees, girl, you don't have to work so hard, madam It’s safe too, unfortunately…”

"Zhichun, how old are you this year?"

Zhichun didn't expect Feng Sheng to ask her this, he was stunned for a moment: "Girl, this servant is nineteen this year."

"Nineteen? Last year I asked you if you wanted to get married, and I asked you once a year, and you always said no, but I think it will delay your whole life if you continue like this." Feng Sheng said in a dazed tone.

"Girl, slaves don't marry. Slaves, slaves will serve you for the rest of their lives."

"You girl is too stubborn, let me tell you what's good about you?" Feng Sheng smiled, reaching out to stroke Fu Zhichun's hair, "You should think about it carefully, don't make such a hasty decision, after all, this is your whole life. As for what you said, let me think about it, anyway, I'm not in a hurry right now. But if you really want to do this, who is the right one to show off to, at this moment I really can't find a suitable partner. "

Probably Feng Sheng's attitude of chatting is very relaxed, which made Zhichun relax, so she really gave Feng Sheng an idea.

"What do you think of Zhiqiu, girl? Zhiqiu is a good-looking person, and his age is suitable..."

"I don't think I'm suitable at all!" A voice sounded outside the bead curtain, and soon with the sound of bead curtains knocking on each other, Zhiqiu strode in.

She has a straight face, and when it comes to eyebrows and eyes, Zhiqiu is very good-looking, not worse than Feng Sheng, with exquisite facial features and a small and exquisite figure. But she is very fierce, don't look at her in front of Feng Sheng, she will always look like a little servant girl, but in fact she can hold airs very well for outsiders.

Just like in this yard, she is the youngest of the first-class maids, but she is the most in charge, even Zhichun is dominated by her.

Seeing Zhiqiu crashing in, a trace of panic flashed across Zhichun's face.

"Zhiqiu..."

Sure enough, Zhiqiu didn't save her face.

"Zhichun, I heard what you said just now, can you tell me, what are you thinking? I told you this today because you have served the girl with me for many years, and even you were with the girl earlier than me. , I'll call you Sister Sheng, if it were someone else, I wouldn't be able to slap her to death today!"

"What can I think? I'm not doing it for the sake of the girl. Does it mean that the imperial concubine or the prince has to propose it in person so that the girl will have face? Girls are always proud and arrogant. How can I bear this? That's why I said to make plans early. In this way, you won't be caught off guard when something happens." Zhichun stood up and said very aggrieved.

"You directly said that you want to be the master, and turned a corner to talk about me. In fact, you are talking about yourself. How dare you say that you are not tempted? You think the prince is good to the princess, he is handsome, and his status is also noble, so you are tempted. is not it?"

"I didn't!" Zhichun yelled and started to cry: "If I get this wrong idea, I will be struck by lightning and die a terrible death without a place to die!"

No one expected that Zhichun would swear such a curse. In fact, at this point, not to mention that Zhiqiu knew Zhichun, Feng Sheng knew her better. Speaking of which, Zhichun did not lie. Could it be that she was really wronged?

Zhiqiu pursed her lips and said: "I don't care what you think, anyway, don't hit me on the head, I made up my mind to serve the girl for the rest of my life, just be a little girl, don't have the blessing to think about other things. As for the others, don't think too much, you said that the girl is arrogant, and suggested this to the girl..."

"I really think about the girl, so I let the girl make plans early, girl, you believe me..."

"What plans do you want your girl to make?"

Another voice sounded, this time even Feng Sheng couldn't sit still.