Chapter 243: The Whole Court is eating melon

“You know medicine too?”

“Just a little.”

After examining the Minister, Leng Qingliu shook his head repeatedly. “The Minister’s wife is probably pregnant, and the symptoms of morning sickness have transferred to the Minister.”

The Tyrant Emperor was surprised. “Such a thing is possible?”

The entire court was on the verge of having their jaws drop. Today wasn’t just another court session; it was a day of eye-opening revelations.

“Grandmaster, you must be mistaken.”

Everyone knew that the Secretary of the Central Secretariant’s mother was a formidable woman and did not get along well with his wife, Lan Meiniang. Though he couldn’t be disrespectful to his own mother, he tried to minimize conflicts by living separately. Still, this couldn’t entirely prevent issues.

Sometimes, when the old lady missed her son, she would visit and pick faults with Lan Meiniang. If it weren’t for their deep affection, how could the Secretary of the Central Secretariant’s sister have endured such treatment?

[Perhaps the Secretary of the Central Secretariant’s wife is pregnant! I remember that she is Sister Xuan’s aunt, the Minister of the Central Secretariat’s own sister.]

“Minister, Minister of the Central Secretariat, congratulations! Great news!” The eunuch brought a message from the household. “Word just came from your residence that your wife is indeed pregnant, already one month along. Congratulations, Minister! You’re going to be a father!”

“She’s pregnant? Really? Is it true?” The Secretary of the Central Secretariant was overjoyed.

Heaven knew how many doctors Lan Meiniang had consulted and how many traditional medicines and acupuncture treatments she had undergone over the years, all to no avail. This was truly a blessing after much hardship.

“Minister, how could you ask me? You should know yourself,” the eunuch said, slightly embarrassed.

If it weren’t for the Secretary of the Central Secretariant’s strange behavior today, this good news wouldn’t have been announced in court. They had to thank the Emperor for ordering a doctor to check Lan Meiniang’s pulse earlier.

The Tyrant Emperor thought to himself that getting gossip like this wasn’t easy; he had to think ahead about everything.

“Grandmaster, your diagnosis was spot on!” The Secretary of the Central Secretariant hurriedly thanked Leng Qingliu. He still felt queasy, but his mood had lifted considerably.

It turned out that Lan Meiniang had been pregnant for some time, only today did they find out! What a wonderful surprise.

“Leng Qingliu, how is it possible for morning sickness to be transferred?” The Tyrant Emperor asked, full of curiosity.

“I don’t know,” Leng Qingliu replied, bowing his head. There were some things he didn’t dare to say aloud. He could only steal glances at Di Zian.

[Father, I know! Ask me, ask me! Seventh Brother is now a “lucky” person. If a woman touches him, she’ll get good fortune; if a man touches him… he’ll absorb the woman’s morning sickness.]

Wasn’t An’er supposed to be a bad luck magnet?

Di Zian was on the verge of tears.

Ah Bao was delighted. [Seventh Brother must have secretly visited the Minister of the Central Secretariat’s residence last night.]

The Tiansheng Emperor was aware of Di Zian’s feelings. It seemed that even before Lan Yixuan had her fate reversed, An’er had already developed feelings for her. This showed that his affection for Lan Yixuan wasn’t because of her auspicious destiny.

[Perhaps it’s because he encountered Lan Meiniang, and now, good fortune comes in pairs.]

[If I remember correctly, this morning, the Minister of the Central Secretariat and Seventh Prince entered the hall together. The Minister of the Central Secretariat must have had contact with the Seventh Prince, causing Lan Meiniang’s pregnancy symptoms to transfer to her husband.]

The Tiansheng Emperor figured it out.

So now, his son was comparable to a god of life?

Speaking of this god of life, he recalled that it was the national deity of the Feng Kingdom.

Meanwhile, Ah Bao continued munching on walnuts, blissfully unaware of the subtle thoughts of the Tiansheng Emperor and Di Zian.

[Seventh Brother likes Sister Lan. With good fortune and auspicious destiny, the Prime Minister’s residence is about to be overwhelmed with blessings.]

The Tiansheng Emperor was almost envious to tears.

But when he looked at the Ah Bao in his arms, he felt at ease. Having Ah Bao was his greatest blessing and fortune.

Ah Bao’s little mind was still turning, [Sister Lan’s destiny is good, but her love life is unfortunate. She doesn’t have any emotional ties.]

[Even if Seventh Brother managed to bloom the iron tree, Sister Lan wouldn’t have feelings for him.]

Di Zian abruptly looked up at Ah Bao.

Lan Yixuan, without emotional ties?

How could that be?

He wanted to hear more of his sister’s thoughts, but Ah Bao had already stopped thinking about it.

After court, the Minister of the Central Secretariat was the first to rush into the Prime Minister’s residence, even before Minister Lan, “Wife, wife!”

Minister Lan, who followed behind, was puzzled: Who does this house really belong to?

Lan Meiniang heard the commotion and came out. The Minister of the Central Secretariat quickly supported her, “Wife, be careful, take care of yourself. You’re pregnant now.”

“Oh, it’s only been a month. I’m not that delicate.” Earlier, when the imperial physician came to check her pulse, she wasn’t aware of what was happening until she was told she was pregnant.

Lan Meiniang was overjoyed. This moment had been long-awaited by her and her husband after several years. Now, their wish had finally come true.

“Ugh—” The Minister of the Central Secretariat felt nauseous again.

“Husband, what’s wrong with you?”

“Morning sickness,” Minister Lan chuckled as he approached. “Sister, this child must be very special. It seems the baby can’t bear to see you suffer, so your husband is taking on the morning sickness for you.”

He was fond of his sister and knew that pregnancy and childbirth were dangerous for women.

Although it was strange for a man to experience morning sickness, enduring a few months of it was manageable.

“How could this be?” Lan Meiniang was bewildered but amused. Then she noticed Lan Yixuan carrying something white.

“Xuan’er, what are you holding? A radish?” Lan Meiniang was surprised. Xuan’er had turned the small garden in the Lan residence into a field, growing all sorts of unusual things.

“Uh… it’s ginseng. Just right, I’ll give one to Auntie. Now that you’re pregnant, it’s the best thing to nourish your body.” Lan Yixuan generously placed an old ginseng root in Lan Meiniang’s hand.

“Where did you get this ginseng?” Lan Meiniang was astonished as she looked at the ginseng, feeling its rich essence. This ginseng seemed to be quite old.

“Dug it up in the backyard.”

“I don’t remember us planting ginseng in the backyard.” Lan Meiniang was puzzled, and Minister Lan was equally confused.

He had been an official for many years and had always lived a frugal life. Buying such an old ginseng root would have cost a fortune.

Lan Yixuan giggled, “Maybe it was planted long ago, and you both forgot. I found it while digging in the garden yesterday.”

Lan Meiniang was stunned. “Is that even possible?”

The Minister of the Central Secretariat leaned in to examine the ginseng, which was thicker than an arm, “This ginseng must be at least a hundred years old, right?”

A century-old ginseng…

Everyone gasped in surprise.

Minister Lan’s monthly salary, no, two months’ salary wouldn’t be enough to buy a single century-old ginseng root.

“I remember that during the tribute from the frontier tribes, the most valuable gift was a century-old ginseng root,” Minister Lan said, wide-eyed. His daughter had the luck to dig up a century-old ginseng root just by working in the garden.

They had lived in the Lan residence for so long without ever seeing a ginseng root.

Lan Yixuan chuckled, unsure how to explain that she had dug up not just one ginseng root, but a whole basketful.