If She Can't Get Pregnant, Where Did the Child Come From?

This time, Gu Yihan didn't need to get someone to knock her out.

Consort Rou herself fainted from fear and despair.

When Gu Yihan saw this, he raised his eyebrows and sneered. "That's good. Third Prince, go take her pulse and see what difficulties she has."

The third prince cupped his hands and accepted the order.

Wanyin and Wanxuan were in charge of laying Consort Rou down on the floor.

The third prince squatted down to take her pulse.

For a moment, the hall was silent.

Gu Nuo'er leaned against the screen curiously.

Could her third brother tell?

In almost the time it took to brew a cup of tea, the third prince's frown deepened.

Gu Yihan raised his eyebrows. "Why? You can't tell?"