The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Chapter 1061: Chapter 1059: Saint Ruan’s Peach Blossoms

Upon arriving at the palace, even as a man from jianghu, he had to kneel respectfully and offer his salute, “This humble commoner pays his respects to the emperor.”

He spoke in a lazy, lackluster manner.

Chu Yihan set aside his brush, anxiously asking, “Is there something wrong with her and the child?”

Saint Ruan shook his head, “No issues, just got a little angry. As long as she drinks her medicine on time and eats regularly, a couple of sleeps and everything will be fine.”

Su Yingxue was fundamentally healthy, and fainting was due to the weakness during her pregnancy, something that simply needed some nurturing, not anything to be anxious about.

“It’s just that Mr. Ruan is more relaxed; you haven’t seen how our emperor has been unable to sleep at night, barely able to eat in his worry,” someone remarked.

By the side of Chu Yihan’s imperial table stood a young man in a green robe, wearing a hat adorned with three pearls.

Saint Ruan raised an eyebrow, “I remember there used to be an old man standing here, eh?”

How did it turn into a young kid?

Zhuo Junli answered, “That was my father; he’s gotten old, so the position of Prime Minister has been taken up by me.”

Saint Ruan raised his thumb, “Impressive.”

Replacing a position held by the old Prime Minister for decades was not something ordinary people could do.

Chu Yihan had no interest in their conversation, focusing solely on Saint Ruan, “Are you certain there’s not a single issue with her and the child?”

“Not one! Emperor, you haven’t carried a child so you wouldn’t know, but women with child can be irritable and sometimes a bit whimsical; you shouldn’t cross them. Just go with the flow, keep them happy, and let them give birth safely—that’s all there is to it,” Saint Ruan said with an air of seasoned experience.

Zhuo Junli couldn’t help but chuckle, “You seem to be speaking as if you’ve been pregnant yourself, Mr. Ruan.”

Saint Ruan snorted lightly, standing his ground, “If I could be pregnant, you’d be calling me grandfather by now.”

Zhuo Junli was about to respond when Chu Yihan cut them off with a cold shout, “Enough! If you want to argue, take it outside.”

Both men fell silent.

Saint Ruan, in particular, disliked places like the imperial palace and, once assured there was nothing requiring his attention, left the palace.

Su Yingxue had asked him to take good care of Wu Jinyan as well.

He took a look at her: Wu Jinyan’s condition was quite good after giving birth, well-attended by a wet-nurse and maids already prepared for her, her only concern being how Su Yingxue was doing in the palace.

Saint Ruan briefly explained the situation then prepared to leave.

But Wu Jinyan asked him to look after the Thousand-Jiao Pavilion for the next few days, as Su Han was not around, and without a head of the family, the place was like a dragon without a leader.

Saint Ruan, having nothing better to do, agreed to help, also using the opportunity to order a few new outfits for himself.

As he was trying on a newly made jade hairpin in front of a mirror, a clear and pleasant voice commented, “Young master, this red jade doesn’t suit you, you should go for the white jade instead. The unblemished white will complement your red attire; it will enhance your refined air.”

Upon turning to look, he saw a poised and graceful young woman standing before him, holding a white jade hairpin in her hand.

As he sat and she stood, she conveniently took the red jade hairpin from his hand and secured the white jade hairpin into his hair.

Saint Ruan looked in the mirror, indeed the white jade hairpin suited his delicate skin better.

“Not bad at all, thank you. I’ll make sure you get a discount for your purchase today,” he said with a grin.

His smile and those eyes that could ensnare souls made all the maids by Liang Jie’s side blush and lower their heads in shyness.

Only Liang Jie kept her gaze steadily on Saint Ruan, “Thank you…Young Master Ruan.”

“Hmm? You know me?”

Saint Ruan was unaware that his fame had spread so wide that even a random young woman on the street could recognize him aside from his female students.