Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 1200: The Prince’s First Child

Chapter 1200: The Prince’s First Child

“I told you to invite the prince, the prince!” shouted Lady Song when she saw Ning Shu come in with the doctor. She didn’t see Yinzhen so her facial color instantly worsened.
“What’s wrong?” Yinzhen walked in, followed by Lady Ula Nara.
“Prince,” cried Lady Song happily. She then immediately said in a flustered tone, “Prince, my stomach really hurts.”
Yinzhen sat down by the bed and said mildly, “You’ll be fine.”
“But Prince, I’m really scared,” said Lady Song, holding onto Yinzhen tightly.
“How’s Lady Song?” Yinzhen’s voice was becoming more and more cold as he asked the doctor this.
Lady Ula Nara calmly watched from the side without saying anything.
“The lady is fine. This is normal for pregnant women. The lady should simply focus on resting well and staying in a good mood,” said the doctor, shaking his head.
Yinzhen glanced at Lady Song. “See? You’re fine. Rest up properly.”
Yinzhen was frowning as he turned around with his hands clasped behind his back and left. Lady Ula Nara said to Lady Song, “Don’t be nervous, Lady Song. You’re just too tense.”
“Prince, Prince...” When Lady Song saw that Yinzhen was leaving, she hastily shouted out to him. However, Yinzhen left without looking back. Lady Song felt so wronged. When she heard what Lady Ula Nara said, she said, “Madame, it’s not like you’ve been pregnant before. The child in my belly is the first child of this residence, and I have no experience, that’s why I’m so worried.”
A stern expression flashed through Lady Ula Nara’s eyes, but soon vanished. She said elegantly, “Since this is the prince’s first child, Lady Song, you must make sure to take good care of your health and give birth to a healthy child for the prince.”
Lady Ula Nara then turned and left.
Lady Song felt a little unhappy. She stroked her stomach. Of course, she’d be giving birth to a healthy child for the prince. Furthermore, it would be the prince’s eldest son.
As Ning Shu watched from the side, her jaw almost hit the ground. Lady Song’s EQ nearly made her fall to a kneel. She thought that all the women living in the inner courtyard were intelligent people, but it seemed that there were also one or two people who didn’t have their heads screwed on right.
And Lady Song was such a person. She just couldn’t keep her cool.
Only those who did not react in the face of favor and insult alike would be able to get far.
With this kind of personality, Lady Song was simply fated to be cannon fodder in this inner courtyard struggle.
She made use of the child in her belly to argue against the main wife. This confidence was enough to make Ning Shu’s jaw drop.
The main problem was, she still had to serve such a master.
There was no need to explain how exhausted she felt.
“Hong Mei, do you think this child is a boy or a girl?” asked Lady Song.
Hong Mei immediately said, “Of course Lady has a little boy in her belly. He’s the prince’s eldest son.”
Lady Song stroked her stomach. “Just wait until I give birth to the prince’s child.”
“Child, Mother is counting on you!”
Ning Shu could only inwardly sigh. The child in Lady Song’s belly was a girl. What made them think it was a boy?
Lady Song had given birth to two children during her life. They were both girls and had both died in childhood.
After this busy day, Ning Shu returned to her room.
When the other three maids saw Ning Shu, they immediately started mocking her. Basically, they kept saying that her master, Lady Song, was relying on her pregnancy to throw her weight around and cause a ruckus.
“Isn’t it just a pregnancy?”
“What is she so smug about?”
There was no lack of servant girls who wanted to fly onto a branch to become a phoenix, so every single one of them were contemptful towards the pregnant Lady Song.
Ning Shu lay on the bed and put the pillow on her head. She couldn’t be bothered to listen to these words of jealousy. She had to attend to Lady Song during the day, and at night she still had to listen to these things. It was seriously tiring.
#comment: At the time that I’m translating this, advertisements for those ‘Try your hand at entering the imperial palace as a concubine and climbing your way up’ phone games have been going strong for a while. I had like zero interest in trying those games out previous, but somehow, while editing this arc, I’m now kind of curious whether or not I’d be able to make the right choices in those games and become the empress dowager...