Lucy lays on her daybed, as Elder Lan holds the vial. "There's no issue with the potion" Elder Lan says.
"Does she need a filtering circle?" Matriarch asks. Elder Lan shakes her head. "No, it's a purity of 2nd tier." Matraitchs eyes widen. "That's generous"
"Here, child" Elder Lan hands the vail to Lucy. "drink, and try to nap. When you wake up. Your body will be stronger" Lucy nods. "Yes, Great Aunt" Lucy answers and downs it like a shot.
Lucy yawns, her whole body hazy. So tired. Lucy tries to clear her mind.
Heat began to creep out from her tummy, her arms wrapped in invisible frost. Lucy feels the warmth encircle her body than rush at her Inner Sky.
the warmth rushes in, clashing against her powers. Lucy winces, attempting to open her eyes. Why? This is supposed to be painless! Tri-colored sparkles surround the warmth. It slowly ebbs away, her powers, her sparkles glowing ever brighter.
Her powers burn under her control, her Inner Sky, Mental Sea, and Center Palace all throbbing with heat. Too... Too hot.
Just a simple strengthening potion. Fuck that!
Her Inner Sky shook. Wait. This is supposed to be for my body. Maybe. Before she can think twice, Lucy drops all her barriers and shields, allowing her burning powers to sweep out and engulf herself.
She was drop-kicked into unconsciousness.
While Lucy slept, Elder Lan was watching Concubine Meng. It seems Little Lucy's light attribute is inclined toward healing. Stabilizing a pregnancy isn't easy, especially not for twins. "Elder Lan, may I know why you are watching my concubine?" Imperial Prince Jing asks respectfully.
"Congrats to Imperial Prince Jing on another child" Elder Lan answers, not explaining. Imperial Prince Jing froze. "Concubine Meng is pregnant?" He asks. Elder Lan simply nods.
Rimes Wang Xiu, most commonly known as Matriarch smiles. "When Concubine Meng passes her fourth month of pregnancy. We shall send a maid over for the child."
"That would be appreciated." Prince Jing nods, his gaze softer on Concubine Meng, who had frozen.
Concubine Meng covers her stomach with her hand. A baby? Another baby? Hope and despair mixed in her stomach. If I miscarry I will be executed like the others, leaving my Lucy alone. No. I can't leave her. Will I have a son? Concubine Meng bites her lip. I hope it's a girl so my child won't be targeted so much.
Even a little girl like Lucy who was concubine born, and thus couldn't inhert the throne was targeted. Let alone a boy. Her husband would promote her into a Consort without a doubt if she had a son. Than both Lucy and the son would be able to inherit his holdings and title, even the right to the throne would be possible.
Tossing them into a pit of hellfire. Lani swallows, hiding her clenched fist in her sleeve. Please be a girl, baby. I'd rather have my baby girl, and you, my new baby safe. So please, baby, be a girl.