Imperial Doctor Meng was rushed into the carriage and headed straight for the Northern Qi Palace.

He is not young anymore, but fortunately he is strong and is still stable even though he is out of breath.

"Xiao, Xiao Nian," he gasped, sighing, "You said you, with such a high level of understanding and such a good talent... how can you not even detect a slippery pulse?"

Si Huanian looked guilty: "I have never had any diagnosis."

Doctor Meng looked regretful: "Your father has really wasted this good material for you. Xiao Nian, listen to me. No matter how good this rough jade is, it is useless without polishing and crafting..."

"Old Meng!" Xiao Ziliang was anxious and saw that the two of them were chatting. He jumped anxiously, "Can you take the princess's pulse first? After the diagnosis, I will invite you to Tianxianglou for a table, even if it's tomorrow!"

Doctor Meng smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Can you be anxious about this pulse chewing? What should be come will always come, but what should not be come, and you can't force it."

He sat down slowly, slowly covered the wrist of the princess Chu's wrist with a silk handkerchief as thin as a cicada's wing, stretched out a finger, put it on Chu's pulse, and focused his head on his side.

This is his unique skill in judging pulse with one finger, which most people cannot learn.

Si Huanian looked up to her and watched quietly.

Since leaving the valley and coming to the palace, he has seen too many talents and felt that he was nothing and needed to learn everywhere.

Especially Lao Meng, Ouyang and Mingmin, Si Huanian only respects them.

But I don’t know that he is the most concerned imperial physician in Kyoto today.

Lao Meng took back his hand.

Everyone held their breath.

"Mr. Meng——" Xiao Ziliang couldn't bear it and spoke.

Doctor Meng bowed and smiled, "Congratulations to the prince, the princess is indeed pregnant. However, it has only been more than a month and I still have to take care of myself."

Everyone took a breath.

Imperial Doctor Meng has been a resident for decades and has been diagnosed with countless happy pulses and has never failed.

He said there was, then there must be.

Xiao Ziliang shook all over: "Really? Really? Really, really, really, I'm pregnant? But how could she faint? Is there anything wrong with the child?"

Imperial Physician Meng was diagnosed with the joyful pulse. He saw that there were too many ecstatic family members. He was not surprised to see this, but instead comforted him: "The prince drank a sip of water and calmed down. The princess was pregnant. She was so hot that she fainted. After a break, the room became cold and she woke up soon."

"Mr. Meng!"

Xiao Ziliang grabbed Lao Meng's hand, "Thank you!"

Doctor Meng was amused and crying: "No thanks, no thanks. This is all the prince's own contribution."

"No, it's the imperial doctors' contribution!" Xiao Ziliang let go of imperial doctor Meng, turned around and hugged Si Huanian, "Little Nian, Xiao Nian, thank you. I have to thank you very much. You are the benefactor of our old Xiao family!"

Si Huanian was beaten so hard that he coughed.

"Prince, if you do this again, I will die..." He kicked Xiao Ziliang away with difficulty.

Xiao Ziliang laughed: "Okay, okay, okay. I, Xiao Ziliang, finally have a son!"

Si Huanian said: "It's not necessarily a son..."

Xiao Ziliang ignored this sentence and was still excited.
Chapter completed!