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Chapter 378 Jianping is Pregnant

After the first month of the lunar calendar, it's already the second day of the second month, a special day known as "Dragon Raises Its Head".

February 2nd, also known as the Spring Ploughing Festival, marks the beginning of the thawing of the earth, the gradual return of yang energy, and the sprouting of plants, signaling the imminent start of spring plowing. In ancient astronomical observations, the seven constellations of the Azure Dragon in the East among the Twenty-Eight Mansions would slowly rise from the eastern horizon at the beginning of the second month of spring, resembling a giant dragon raising its head, hence the name "Dragon Raising its Head".

However, in Su Nuannuan's eyes, this festival seemed more suitable for the southern regions. After all, other places were still shrouded in the cold winter, and although the temperature had risen slightly, true spring was still a long way off.

Even so, this festival should still be celebrated. Although planting cannot begin immediately, this is an opportunity to prepare for spring planting.

Just then, Zhixiang walked in and asked with a smile, "Your Majesty, today is the second day of the second lunar month. Would you like to eat dragon whiskers, dragon ears, dragon scales, dragon eyes, or dragon bones?"

Mentioning these foods on ordinary days would be a grave offense, punishable by death. But only on the second day of the second lunar month are people allowed to refer to these foods related to "dragons".

Perhaps some people don't know what dragon whiskers, dragon ears, dragon scales, dragon eyes, and dragon bones are.

In reality, these so-called "dragon foods" are just common noodles in our daily lives, but they are given a new name on the special day of the second day of the second lunar month.

Noodles are called "dragon whiskers," dumplings are called "dragon ears," spring pancakes are called "dragon scales," wontons have been transformed into "dragon eyes," and even twisted dough sticks have the majestic name "dragon bones."

The reason people call these foods that is simply to express their wishes to the dragon, hoping that the dragon will grant them happiness and good fortune.

"I want to eat dragon ear fungus, so don't be shy, eat whatever you like," Su Nuannuan said to Zhixiang with a smile. "Remember to tell the main kitchen to make some of everything, so everyone can eat whatever they want."

Zhi Xiang bowed respectfully and replied, "This servant understands." Then she turned and withdrew to prepare for making the "dragon ears."

As for the main kitchen, Zhixiang would naturally have to trouble Eunuch Li to make a trip there.

After Eunuch Li returned, Su Nuannuan instructed him to go to the Qu residence and invite the princess and her husband to celebrate the festival together.

However, the scene at the Qu residence was quite different. Canglan Jingyao was feeling extremely unwell, vomiting incessantly as if she were about to throw up everything in her stomach.

Qu Jing was extremely anxious. He gently patted Cang Lan Jingyao's back and asked with concern, "Wife, you can't be like this. Should I go and fetch a doctor to take a look at you?"

"What are you looking at? I'm a doctor." Canglan Jingyao said irritably after spitting out her words.

"Then you should take your own pulse and get a prescription! This vomiting can't go on forever!" Qu Jing said anxiously.

Canglan Jingyao sat there calmly watching Qu Jing for a while, successfully irritating him.

"Wife, is this illness difficult to cure? It's alright, your husband will give up his official post and accompany you to find a miracle doctor. There will definitely be a day when you can be cured." Qu Jing's face was full of worry, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his voice revealed a trace of anxiety and concern.

Canglan Jingyao sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her face unusually calm. She looked at Qu Jing, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, and said softly, "I'm pregnant."

"Pregnant? It's okay, as long as we remember the miracle doctor, he can definitely cure her." Qu Jing said, spinning around on the ground.

Suddenly, Qu Jing's body jolted, his eyes widened, and his face was filled with disbelief.

"Pregnant?" Qu Jing murmured to himself, his voice trembling slightly, as if he hadn't yet recovered from this sudden news.

"Yes, it's been over a month." Canglan Jingyao's tone remained calm as she explained.

Last month, when she realized her period was late, she had a vague feeling. Two weeks later, she took her pulse and confirmed her suspicion—she was pregnant.

However, it was during the Lunar New Year, and Qu Jing, as the prefect, was extremely busy with official duties and had no time to attend to anything else. Canglan Jingyao didn't want to add to his troubles at this time, so she kept the news buried deep in her heart.

If it weren't for her severe pregnancy symptoms, she probably wouldn't have told anyone. After all, Qu Jing would be extremely busy after the New Year, and she would usually be asleep by the time he returned. So, as long as she could get through these three months, everything would be alright.

"I'm going to be a dad!" Qu Jing jumped up high with excitement, just like a child, shouting all the while.

Seeing how happy he was, Canglan Jingyao couldn't help but feel a warm current welling up in her heart.

"Yes, you're going to be a father," she said softly, a hint of joy in her voice.

"Wife, from today onwards, you can focus on your pregnancy and leave everything else to your husband. As for Jiyaotang, let Master Muge take care of it for now," Qu Jing said to Canglan Jingyao with a doting expression.

"Yes, my love." Canglan Jingyao nodded with a smile.

Qu Jing suddenly remembered something and quickly asked, "By the way, does Mother know about your pregnancy?"

Canglan Jingyao shook her head and replied, "I don't know yet. You're the first person to know this good news."

Qu Jing frowned slightly, seemingly worried. He said, "This won't do. We must tell Mother Consort about this as soon as possible. After all, I don't have any elders here to look after me. It seems that Mother Consort will have to come and take care of you for a while."

As he spoke, Qu Jing clenched his left fist and gently punched his right palm, as if to encourage himself.

Seeing this, Canglan Jingyao quickly comforted him, "Husband, don't worry too much. There's still Granny Song! She watched the current emperor grow up and has a wealth of experience! With her here, I will definitely be safe and sound."

Cang Lan Jingyao's words reassured Qu Jing a little, but he was still a little worried, after all, this was their first child.

Just then, Granny Song, who was busy in the pharmacy, suddenly sneezed.

"Granny Song, you must take care of yourself," the young shop assistant at the pharmacy said with concern when he heard Granny Song sneeze.

Granny Song smiled and waved her hand, saying, "It's nothing, maybe someone is talking about me."