Time flies quickly, and on this day, Rong Jingru decided to check her pulse at home first, and if she was unsure, she would go there.

Thinking of this, Rong Jingru put one of her hands on the other, and repeated it left and right several times, and finally determined that she was indeed pregnant with multiple babies this time.

However, she was a little uncertain about the quantity, so she decided to go to the hospital anyway.

"Jingru, why don't you let Qiyan come over, after all, you haven't sat down in the first three months." Jin Wushuang was a little hard to say, but during this time, the general was afraid that Jingru would bump into it.

As soon as she said it, remembering the nervous appearance of King's Landing during this time, she decided not to leave the house for the time being.

"Okay, then you have someone go to the infirmary and call Qiyan over." Rong Jingru was a little speechless. z.br>

She felt that she was not vulnerable, but everyone regarded her as a fragile baby, and this sweetness of happiness made her feel that she could not live up to everyone no matter what.

Although she can't practice swordsmanship and boxing techniques for the time being, the cultivation of internal force has not made Rong Jingru think about stopping, after all, if you don't advance, she understands the principle that if you don't advance, you will retreat, although the progress is very slow every day, it adds up to a lot.

And now is not the time for her to pursue speed, but to lay a solid foundation, although because of the Gong Li Dan let her improve her internal strength for five years, but it did not make her proud.

"Jingru, I'm here." Ding Qiyan just came, chattering like a lark.

"You don't know, my father heard that I was coming, and asked me to bring this "Acupuncture A and B Sutra" and this set of silver needles, so that you can practice in the house now without incident, and he will come back to rely on you when he is free."

"Originally, I was going to ask Wushuang to ask you for a book to read, but now that you have brought it, you don't need them to go again." Rong Jingru paused, "But you can rest assured Uncle Ding, I will definitely not disappoint her high expectations."

"He knew you would say that." Ding Qiyan had a really like this expression.

"You two should talk about other things later, Qiyan hurry over and check Jingru's pulse." Jin Wushuang coughed lightly.

"Look I almost forgot what I was doing." Ding Qiyan said with some annoyance.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal anyway, it's just for you to determine how many babies I'm carrying in my womb." Rong Jingru spoke slowly.

"Jingru, you first tell me about your pulse."

"I have more than two children, and I am a little unsure whether it will be the third or fourth child, because there is one in it that seems to be absent, so people will call you over." Rong Jingru briefly talked about the situation of her pulse.

Ding Qiyan nodded slightly, and began to concentrate on taking the pulse.

"Fourth child, Jingru, the reason why you can't be sure is because that vein is hidden behind the others, and this is why there is a situation that seems to be nothing."

"However, you should pay more attention to the nutrition of pregnant women, after all, there are four babies in it, and if the baby is too small by then, it will not be easy to feed it." Ding Qiyan said with some worry.

"We've strengthened this aspect before, but now that we know that Madame is pregnant with quadruplets, we will pay more attention." When Xia Lian came in, she happened to hear Ding Qiyan's words, so she spoke.

"It's best, but the older Jingru gets, the faster she gets hungry, so I suggest that she eat smaller meals and take a walk in the yard every day, which will be good for future production."

"I didn't expect you to know a lot about this." Rong Jingyin couldn't help but tease.

If she hadn't learned some of this knowledge on TV and computers in her previous life, she wouldn't have understood it.

"I won't joke with you." Ding Qiyan pretended to be angry.

After all, Ding Qiyan is still an unmarried girl, although she studied medicine with her father, she is still a little shy to ask this question.

At this moment, the voice that Meng Meng had not seen for a long time sounded.

"Host, in response to your recent inability to leave the house, the mission has been adjusted accordingly."

"Oh." Rong Jingru didn't expect the system to say this, but it piqued her interest.

Meng Meng saw that the fire was not bad

After a lot of work, he opened his mouth and said the latest task.

"Task 1: Read the "Acupuncture A and B Sutra" in half a month, and be able to apply it in practice.

Task 2: Write a book, in these three months, complete a book, but the host can't plagiarize, otherwise the system has found out, you will be punished accordingly, and this punishment is also unacceptable to you.

Task 3: Learn double-sided embroidery and be able to embroider a complete set of works in three months.

However, although there are a lot of tasks, the rewards for completing them are also very generous."

Meng Meng is now slapping a sweet jujube This strategy is used very freely.

"Host, is there anything you'd like to ask right now?"

"There is no limited subject matter for writing a book, and what is the punishment of that?" This is a question that Rong Jingru is most concerned about now.

"There's no limit to the subject matter, but if the host wants to get a nice reward, it has to depend on the reader's reaction.

As for that punishment, since the host asked, then I'll talk about it well, lest the host accidentally touch the bottom line."

Rong Jingru blinked her eyes and waited for Mengmeng to continue.

"Originally, you may be able to produce smoothly, but because of your plagiarism, this system will give you three electric shocks when you are producing, and whether you can produce smoothly at that time is not within the scope of this system."

After Rong Jingru listened, she silently compared a middle finger to Meng Meng in her heart, you cow! Punish her like this.

"Don't worry, for the smooth delivery of the baby, I will not appear in the process of writing the book, in the situation you said." It seems that those situations of crossing and copying the classics of the previous life will not work here in Mengmeng.

But fortunately, she doesn't have this kind of thought, so she doesn't have to think about the situation that Meng Meng said, but the reader's reaction is that she will take it seriously.

After all, if you can become famous with a book, for Rong Jingru herself, there are only benefits and no harm.

It seems that she can only start from the script, she feels that she has watched so many TV movies in her previous life, and there are some bridges that can be used for reference, as long as it can attract the reader's attention, then her book will be half successful.

Meng Meng saw that the host was so quick to figure out how to write, and it had to admire the host.

This time, because Ding Qiyan gave her pulse, King's Landing did not come over for dinner, but he also quickly learned the news that Ru'er was pregnant with quadruplets from the four maids in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

This made him both happy and distressed, if it weren't for the fact that the man couldn't get pregnant, he would have wanted to suffer for Ru'er himself.

That's nice! He thought that there would be four more villains in the general's mansion in the future, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"General, our General's Mansion will be lively in the future." Bai Yicheng couldn't help but sigh.

"I said, Yicheng, you have to work harder, do you want me to talk to Ru'er?" Jun Linfeng felt that he was sometimes anxious for him, Jin Wushuang was such a good girl, he didn't know the truth that the building near the water was the first to get the moon.

And Jun Linfeng felt that Bai Yicheng and Jin Wushuang were a good match, after all, the two of them were both martial arts practitioners, and there should be no difficulty in communicating with each other.

Rong Jingru didn't know that Jun Linfeng was now worried about the matter between Bai Yicheng and Jin Wushuang, even if she knew, she would at most mention it in front of Jin Wushuang, as for whether these two people could go on in the end, it would depend on their own fate.

"Anyway, your father is in charge of the medical hall, so don't go back today, stay here and talk to me." Although the system had just released three tasks to her, Rong Jingru never thought of starting to write immediately.

"Looks like we've been suffocating Jingru lately." Jin Wushuang couldn't help but tease.

"It's not boring, it's just a little boring."

"I want to stay too, but the hospital is a little busy today, and I have to go back to help my dad so he won't be too tired." Ding Qiyan shook her head with some regret.

Although Rong Jingru had some regrets, she didn't say anything more, just instructed someone to put Ding Qiyan in peace

All of them were sent back to the hospital.

Since there is nothing to do, she feels that she can reimagine the book she wants to write, after all, the tasks issued to her by the system are time-limited, which has to make her take it seriously.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that it was better to write romance quickly, after all, many young ladies from large families had nothing to do and would buy books to pass the time, as long as she could make these people pay for the books she wrote, then she would have succeeded.

"Madam, why have you locked yourself in the study since Miss Ding left?" Chunyue said with some concern.

"Why don't I bring a bowl of white fungus lotus seed soup to my wife in a while, and help you take a look by the way?" Xia Lian had an idea in her heart.

"Don't, if you disturb Madame, we'll be guilty." Qiu Mo shook her head.

Because she found that since her wife was pregnant, she was easily angry, so she still didn't want to touch her head.

"Don't worry, I don't think Jingru is as fragile as you think, she should be busy now, so let's not go in and disturb her." Jin Wushuang saw that a few maids were chattering, so he had to say something.

Rong Jingru was writing hard inside, she didn't know what her little maid was worried about her.

Finally the first chapter was written, Rong Jingru stood up and stretched, if she wasn't a little hungry, she was ready to write another chapter.

I thought that she was a "keyboard warrior" in her previous life, but she didn't expect that in this life, she was reduced to the point of writing books with a pen.

But Rong Jingru thinks it's good, after all, she can also practice her calligraphy by the way, why not.

"Miss is out." When the door to the study was opened from the inside, Cui Hong noticed it immediately.

"What are you doing here?" Rong Jingru was a little curious.

Because she found that her five maids were all guarding not far from the study, and when she saw her come out, they all brushed and brushed towards this side.

"We're worried that Madame is suffocating in the study." It was winter snow that broke the silence.

"Qiu Mo, do you have anything to eat now?" Rong Jingru didn't answer Dongxue's question first, but looked for food.

"Yes! Madam, you drink this bowl of white fungus lotus seed soup first, and the rest of the food will be baked after a while." As she spoke, Qiu Mo opened the food box, and then directly took out a bowl of white fungus lotus seed soup from inside.

Fortunately, she had some food in the kitchenette, otherwise she would have to cook it if her wife wanted to eat it.

"You see, and after reading it, you will comment on it." Although Rong Jingru finished writing a chapter, she was still a little unconfident, so she took the manuscript with dry ink to Jin Wushuang.

The main reason is that she is afraid that the aesthetics of ancient and previous readers are different, otherwise she would not have taken out the manuscript.

Jin Wushuang was a little curious at first, but after taking the manuscript and reading it slowly, she found that the content was very exciting, although there was only one chapter now, but it had already aroused her interest in wanting to know about the future.

"Jingru, you are ready to finish writing for a long time, and I will read your masterpiece when the time comes."

"I don't plan to write this book too long, about three months, and it should be finished." Rong Jingru thought for a while, "You say, if I take the written book to the study and sell it, will there be a lot of people who buy it?"

"Although I can't guarantee it, someone will definitely buy it, but Jingru, what pseudonym are you going to use then?"