Early the next morning.

Freya received the invitation card sent by the queen.

A thank-you banquet?

Freya squinted her eyes, casually threw the card on the table, turned to look at Bradley, and said, "I don't want to attend the banquet. This queen has impure intentions, fearing that a wolf in sheep's clothing is up to no good!"

The man touched her hair and nodded, "Alright, then let's not go."

Freya turned her head and kissed the man on the cheek, "I'll go wash up, I still need to go check on Arthur Yael's situation later. I'm worried that those people won't give up easily after their failure, and they might strike again for the third time."

During this period, she had experienced too many such incidents.

Therefore, she was very cautious about Arthur Yael's situation.

Bradley embraced her and looked at her sideways.

Due to insomnia, she has not slept much for the past two nights, with dark circles appearing under her eyes. Women in the late stages of pregnancy generally stay home and take care of themselves while waiting for delivery. However, his mind is still wandering everywhere, even performing surgeries with a big belly, never enjoying a single day. He feels heartbroken but is unable to share her burden. All he can do now is offer his shoulder when she is tired. Gently brushing over her eyebrows and eyes, he leans down and plants a deep kiss, "Rest when you're tired, I'll always be by your side, ready to help." "Got it, husband." Freya hides in his arms and greedily absorbs his scent. Despite feeling exhausted, as long as this man is by her side, she feels like she has the whole world. After cuddling for a while, Freya checks on Arthur Yael's condition. Fortunately, there were no other issues, coupled with the fact that Dr. Luo had already developed a drug to inhibit organ failure, she promptly had Arthur Yael take it, and his condition was quickly brought under control.

Because Arthur Yael's condition is special, the queen dragged her sick body over to take care of him in person. As for the queen occasionally coming to check on him, she did not stay too long, after all, Quinn's situation is not optimistic, and he also needs someone to stay by his side to take care of him.

"The Southern Queen is still working hard with a big belly, it's really tough for you!" the queen said with concern.

After Freya gave Arthur Yael acupuncture treatment, she sat down next to the queen and carefully looked at her, frowning, "The queen's complexion is relatively poor, wearing a coat in this weather, do you easily feel cold on normal days?"

The queen was surprised to hear this, "Why does the Southern Queen know?"

In recent years, her sensitivity to cold has worsened to the point where she always wears a small coat no matter the season or location. Despite taking a lot of medicine for this condition, there has been no improvement. If it weren't for the king's illness, she probably wouldn't even get out of bed.

"I am a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Whether a person is sick or not, I can tell from their pulse and complexion." Freya did not feel the same aversion towards the queen as she did towards the queen, but instead felt that she had a kind of sick beauty that made people feel pity.

"If the princess does not mind, may I take a look at your pulse?" Arthur Yaelcollapsed, and a large portion of Z country's power shifted. If Arthur Yaeldoes not recover, the throne will ultimately fall to Quinn. As a result, the queen's covert manipulation of power is detrimental to the international situation. It is precisely because of this that Freya is eager to heal Arthur Yael. As for the queen's ambitions, even if Arthur Yaelrecovers, she may not stop causing trouble. Therefore, Freya thought that it would be better to take the opportunity to check on the princess's illness, as having her accompany Arthur Yaeland care for him might help the queen to restrain herself. The princess was slightly taken aback but quickly regained her composure and smiled, "Sure, please proceed, doctor from the Southern Country." She reached out, extending her slender arm in front of Freya. Freya looked at her emaciated hand, furrowing her brows slightly, but she did not say anything and carefully began to examine her pulse.

In the next moment, her pupils slightly dilated.

"Has my condition worsened again?" the queen asked with concern.

Freya remained silent, reciting the diagnosis once again to ensure its accuracy before speaking, "How many miscarriages have you had before, Your Highness?"

Having practiced medicine for many years, she had never seen someone's pulse so chaotic.

The queen smiled bitterly, "It's been three times."

"All natural miscarriages?"

Upon hearing this, the queen's expression darkened immediately. She didn't reply immediately but fell silent for a while before parting her lips.

"Sort of, two miscarriages were at three months, and the last ying at five months, resulting in a stillbirth."

Unnoticed by Freya, she clenched her fists silently.

The two previous miscarriages were inconclusive as the children were too young to determine their gender, but the last miscarriage was indeed a son.

The queen thought she could endure until a successful childbirth, but who would have thought that in just ying night, he would still be taken away from her.

The queen knew who was behind all this, and she also knew that her poor health was due to someone frequently giving her abortion drugs.

But she couldn't speak up, because of her current status and position, she couldn't confront that person.

Therefore, in order to save her own life, she could only pretend to be sick and stay in the palace, asking the palace doctor to help her regulate her body.

But even after all these years of recovery, her body showed no signs of improvement.

The queen felt some despair, wondering if she would have to live like this for the rest of her life, never able to turn things around?

"I just examined the queen's pulse and found traces of toFreyas in her body. If my guess is correct, the reason why the queen had those miscarriages was due to poisoning, which prevented her from continuing the pregnancies, resulting in miscarriages or stillbirths."

Poisoning?

Upon hearing these words, the queen's face immediately turned grim, even her voice trembled slightly, "Not abortion drugs?"

Freya shook her head, "It is true that the medication can cause the death of the fetus, but at the same time, it can also weaken the Princess's body, making it unable to conceive.

Upon hearing this, the Princess's body trembled violently. No wonder she had been unable to conceive, it turns out someone had tampered with her. She had previously thought it was the side effects of an abortion drug, she didn't expect that woman to be so vicious, wanting to make her permanently infertile. The Princess's fist on her knee clenched, her knuckles turning white.

Even in her pupils, there was a fierce hatred bursting out! Freya naturally noticed her emotions and sighed helplessly, "Moreover, the toFreya has already seeped into your bloodstream. If left unchecked, your body will only deteriorate further and become increasingly sensitive to cold."

"Is there any cure for my illness?" Due to overwhelming despair, the Princess's voice trembled uncontrollably. Freya let out a deep sigh and said, "It can be treated, but it will take time."

"Can you please help me after arriving in the Southern Kingdom?" The princess's voice carried a clear sense of plea.