Yunqin's arms were resting softly on the edge of the bed. He closed his eyes and asked the imperial doctor to check his pulse. His little face was flushed.
Zhang Tianhe took his pulse for a long time with a serious expression and was about to get up.
Hearing shouts of long live outside the door, the emperor walked in quickly with an angry look on his face, "What happened? Why did Qin'er faint in the house? How did you take care of your empress with so many people? Doctor Zhang, what's going on?
how?"
Zhang Tianhe snorted, rolled his eyes secretly, stepped forward, bowed and said, "I see you, Your Majesty."
"No." Chu Shen waved his hand and said impatiently, "Okay, okay, tell me quickly, what happened to Qin'er?"
As he spoke, he ran to the bed anxiously and reached out to hug her.
Zhang Tianhe quickly stopped and said, "Your Majesty, please let your Majesty lie down properly. You'd better not touch her with a finger."
Chu Shen turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"I congratulate your Majesty and congratulate your Majesty."
Chu Shen was suddenly startled, and turned around to look at Qin'er, who had opened her eyes at some point and pouted her little mouth, looking at him in annoyance and shame.
"Your Majesty is pregnant, it's almost a month old."
Tian'er, Su Bichun and others knelt down in joy after hearing this, and kept shouting, "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the empress."
This is really unexpected good news.
One month has not come yet? Counting the days, isn’t this the first time he forced her to accept him?
Chu Shen stayed for a long time, and then suddenly woke up as if from a dream. A big smile appeared on Qingjun's face. He was about to reach out and hug her and give her a good kiss, but she pushed her hand away unceremoniously.
He looked at her in astonishment, with an angry expression.
"The empress needs to lie still, and the emperor had better not touch her again." Zhang Tianhe glared at the emperor, "When the minister arrived, the empress was in a bit dangerous condition. She was weak and had signs of miscarriage.
The empress has just recovered from a serious illness, and now she is pregnant with the royal blood. How can she withstand your overly intense and energetic torment..."
"All in all, Your Majesty, you'd better just stay and watch her, and don't touch her with a finger."
The emperor looked at the dead doctor who spoke so freely with a depressed expression, and really wanted to kick him hard.
The little maids and eunuchs below were laughing so hard that they were almost hurt internally. They all covered their mouths and looked at the emperor and the noble concubine with ambiguous expressions on their faces.
"Doctor Zhang, are Qin'er okay now?" The emperor reached out anxiously several times, but she pushed him aside. In the end, he could only hold her hand with his backhand and firmly hold it in his palm.
"The situation is currently stable." The imperial doctor nodded and went to the table to write a prescription. "Weichen prescribes some good prescriptions for nourishing blood and qi. The empress will take them together with anti-fetal medicine every day. She will take care of her body quietly and go out every day.
Breathe air, and most importantly, stay away from sexual intercourse. In this way, you can give birth to the little prince safely! Mother and child are safe. Your Majesty, please be patient for a while."
Qin'er stretched out her small fist, feeling mixed with shame and anger, and hit the emperor hard.
The emperor stared at the imperial physician who was shaking his head as he finished reciting. He couldn't get over it for a while. He even used that melancholy tone to comfort himself. In the eyes of the imperial physician, he actually became an overindulgent person...
He was reminded from time to time that he could no longer touch the imperial concubine, which really pissed him off.
"I am resigning."
"Imperial Physician, I will take the medicine with you." Tian'er hurriedly followed her out.
Chu Shen waved his hand to tell everyone else to leave, then turned around to hug Qin'er again.
Seeing that she was about to push away, he hurriedly grabbed her little hand and coaxed with a gentle voice, "I don't use force, I will do it very lightly, I will never hurt you. Be good, Qin'er, baby, baby, hurry up
Give me a hug."
As soon as Yun Qin retracted her hand, her body suddenly became lighter, she hugged him and put her on his lap, softly snuggling into his arms.
He lowered his head and pecked her gently, with a warm smile on his face, eyes and lips. His fingers climbed up her belly, rubbed it gently, and sighed happily, "What should I do? I'm going crazy with joy now."
We have our own flesh and blood, and Qin'er has my child. My child, here, is the child conceived by you and me..."
Fingers tangled together and kneaded together.
Yun Qin didn't say anything, she just lay buried in his arms with mixed feelings in her heart.
She really never thought about having a child so soon.
This body is too young, but it is already pregnant with a vigorous little life.
Things in the world are truly unpredictable, and blessings and misfortunes are unpredictable.
This child's vitality is really strong. She didn't have any reaction during pregnancy. She was fine when she was beaten before, but this was also thanks to Tian'er protecting her with her body. She owed Tian'er more and more.
many.
In fact, this was not the first time the emperor had a child, but his expression was as excited as if he was a father for the first time. The joy radiating from the heart was so warm and deep that it was difficult to pretend not to feel it.
She bit her lips, hugged his body with her backhand, and hid her head in his chest. Without saying a word, she let him keep asking her to kiss her, and his warm breath wrapped around her lips.
She was so itchy that she wanted to laugh, but in the end, she put on a cute little face and got into his arms, and ignored him in disgust.
********The dividing line for babies*********
The Cold Palace is not actually called the Cold Palace. There is a dark and shabby plaque above the door, calling it Changchun.
This residence is located in the most remote corner in the north of the palace. Normally, let alone a person, not even a dog or a cat would bother to wander to that place.
There are many wing rooms in the Changchun Palace, with small rooms separated for the concubines to live in.
The people here have no freedom and no joy, and they shed tears all day long. They all say that they are waiting for death when they come here, but Concubine Ning is unwilling to do so.
She had been scared to death since the first day she entered this terrifying garden. There were several old ladies with round waists and thick arms sitting in the garden, all holding whips in their hands and looking at her viciously. There were two or three maids cleaning, but
Don't even think about making the earth move.
There will be a dedicated person responsible for distributing meals every day. There is no exotic seafood for a long time, that is, ordinary meals. It doesn't matter if you don't want to eat. When the time comes, the meal will be taken away. After a few hungry meals, you will eat it no matter how unpalatable it is.
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Concubine Ning has always been locked in her room. The roof beams are covered with cobwebs and dirt, and there may be rats crawling out of the corners to run rampant.
It had been more than three days, and Concubine Ning had been huddled on the bed, looking back and forth with wide-open frightened eyes.
Feng Guiren, who is opposite the door, sings crazily at night, singing in a creepy way. The candlelight is reflected on the lintel, and her limbs are swaying and dancing, making her figure, which is as thin as a stick and looks like a ghost, elongated. It is so scary, so scary.
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The bedding is only thin.
But she was cold, wet and cold. She wanted to ask her grandma to give her two more quilts, but she was slapped in the face and she was full of complaints.