Gu Weiqin's cold constitution was no ordinary chill. Jiang Xiaobai had felt through her pulse that the coldness within Gu Weiqin's body was so severe that it had reached the point of liquefaction.
With such a yin-cold constitution, let alone getting pregnant, if by chance she did conceive, the fetus would not be able to survive for long within such a cold body.
"Aunt," asked Jiang Xiaobai, "do you feel a coldness in your hands and feet during autumn and winter that just can't be warmed up, no matter what?"
Gu Weiqin immediately nodded, "Ah, you're absolutely right. I despise autumn and winter the most. Even with the heating turned on at home, I still have to sleep on an electric blanket at night."
Jiang Xiaobai said, "Then may I be so bold to ask, does uncle sleep with you regularly?"
"We sleep together," Gu Weiqin replied.