Chapter 139: The selfish emperor (13)

After Ji Huai returned to the imperial study, the doctor Li was already

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"How is Concubine Shu's body?" Ji Huai sat on the dragon chair, looking at

Doctor Li.

"Going back to the emperor, the minister gave the pulse of the concubine Shu

to see the pulse..." Grand Physician Li bowed his hand and said after a pause,

and then continued, "It seems, it seems to be a happy pulse, but the month is

too small, the minister only has Half-sure, not sure."

The emperor once said to him that Concubine Shu should not be pregnant and

asked about contraceptive methods. Now Concubine Shu might be pregnant, so he

naturally dare not say it in public.

Ji Huai frowned and thought deeply.

Seeing this, the doctor Li also had a complicated expression, and bit his head

and said, "The concubine Shu's menstruation this month is still in the future,

and she can also fake the image of the coming menstruation."

When the words fell, he didn't dare to look up, and his heart was shaking.

This was a cruel to the prince, and the emperor behind the scenes was still

the emperor, and he was also anxious.

Nowadays, the sage is calm and restrained than Emperor Xian, and he is

dedicated to governing the dynasty. Song Jiashu is a big fan, and it is bound

to be suppressed. Song Wan is actually a playable person.

"How to forge?" Ji Huai frowned unhappy.

Madam Li buried his head lower, thinking that he was upset because Concubine

Shu might be pregnant. He clasped a fist and said, "The minister can add a few

medicines to the prescription for the treatment of heatstroke. There should be

no doubt."

Moreover, I will never know that this child has flowed away silently.

After he finished speaking, he didn't speak any more, waiting for someone

above to speak.

The emperor's order decided that the child in Concubine Shu's belly should

stay.

Father Yuanhai, who was on the side, did not dare to speak, holding his

breath, waiting for the emperor's command.

The way the emperor loves a woman does not depend on how much petting or

rewarding. The child is the measure of standard. If the child can't be born,

this petting is just a mere vain name.

Ji Huai placed his hand on the table and tapped gently without a moment,

raising his eyebrows, and slowly speaking under the tight nerves of the two of

them, "If Concubine Shu is really pregnant, this baby must be born safely. ."

Hearing that, both the emperor Li and the father-in-law of Yuanhai raised

their heads, their eyes were surprised, especially the emperor Li, who still

felt a little wrong. In the past, the emperor had said that concubine Shu

could not be pregnant.

"What I want is for two people to be safe, and neither of them is allowed to

make mistakes." Ji Huai's thin lips lightly opened, and his voice sinked

slightly.

Physician Li quickly handed over and promised, "The minister must do

everything possible to protect his mother."

"In the future, please keep the Ping'an pulse more frequently, and let her

know when you are sure." Ji Huai said, already reaching out and looking down.

"Yes."

"Get down."

"The minister retires."

When the doctor Li left, only Yuanhai father-in-law was left in the house. He

walked over to study ink and said with a smile, "If the concubine Shu has a

baby, the palace will be more lively, and the slaves are also looking forward

to her being pregnant. "

It seems that Concubine Shu's love is really real. After staying with the

emperor for a long time, it is necessary to observe what she says and see what

happens.

Ji Huai wrote the review on the turnaround, and said as he wrote, "I'm really

pregnant, she will toss me more and it will be lively."

Having said that, Yuan Hai looked at his master without any discomfort on his

face, and he was in a good mood.

"Emperor Shu still regards the emperor as the most important thing, and she

just gave her the reward. It is said that the empress has taken out the tea

and waits for the emperor to make tea in the evening." Duke Yuanhai did not

think he had thoughts about Concubine Shu, and praised him. The minion also

heard that Niangniang is very good in tea art, and the emperor has praised it

in the past."

"Xianhuang just praised it casually." Ji Huai disapproved.

Father Yuanhai hesitated at first hearing it, and the other party continued to

speak, "The temperament of Concubine Shu is very grueling. If she is really

pregnant, I will make her a noble concubine, so as not to say that I have

treated her badly. "

The tone was not rushed or slow, if he thought it would be a big mistake to

appease the matter, Duke Yuanhai was so shocked that he knelt down to

Concubine Shu in his heart.

I want to be a noble concubine when I am pregnant. I don’t know if it’s a

princess or a prince. It’s one thing to be able to give birth safely. When the

first emperor was still alive, he was very fond of Xiangmao. See Da Wu.

This grace is really extraordinary, he will never dare to neglect Concubine

Shu in the future.

Night fell.

As soon as he learned that the emperor could not go to Jingyang Palace to eat,

Father Yuanhai hurriedly sent his apprentice to Jingyang Palace to tell him,

but he dared not wait for nothing.

Afterwards, Father Yuanhai continued to study ink and accompanied his master

to the end of the night. After reading the last book, Ji Huai stretched out

his hand and rubbed his eyebrows with a tired face.

Duke Yuanhai treats me with tea.

He also served the first emperor. Compared with the first emperor, although

the current sage is decisive, he is indeed diligent in government and loves

the people, strict in self-discipline, and is an emperor to the people of the

country.

All the mess left by the first emperor was also carried down by him.

"Stop drinking, I have to go to Jingyang Palace." Ji Huai waved his hand and

stood up and walked out.

Father Yuanhai also walked out quickly, and then came a sharp voice, "Set the

Jingyang Palace."

At this time, Jingyang Palace.

Song Wan sat on the chair with her hands on the table, propped her forehead,

and slowly closed her head. She opened her eyes again and again, looking at

the door at the first glance.

Qinghe shook her head at her.

The emperor has not come yet.

Song Wan sighed, "Is the water still burning?"

"It's still burning." Qinghe replied.

"The emperor won't let the pigeons of the palace?" She continued to hold her

head with her hands, and yawned.

If it is let go, she will definitely be sad, and she must be compensated by

the emperor and will not be easily coaxed.

As soon as this thought came out, Song Wan was shocked herself, and for some

reason, she is now more and more coquettish towards the emperor. After all,

the emperor is too accustomed to her, I am afraid it will make her a little

bit proud.

"How could it happen? The emperor came later in the past, and the emperor will

definitely come back." Qinghe was very confident and said vowedly.

Before Song Wan could examine herself carefully, the voice of Father Yuanhai

came from the door, "The emperor is here."

"Niang, the emperor is here."

"The emperor is here."

The minions of Jingyang Palace were more excited than the others, and quickly

prepared.

When Ji Huai came in, he happened to see Song Wan deliberately covering her

mouth and yawning. Her beautiful eyes were misty and more charming. She looked

at him softly and moved forward gently with her slender waist. The voice

raised slightly, "The concubine body is about to become a master's stone. I

wonder why the emperor hasn't come yet, and I thought if I missed the

emperor's vision too much."

His small mouth was delicate and smooth, one piece and one piece, Ji Huai took

the person into his arms, couldn't help but lowered his head and pecked twice,

and said warmly, "Didn't I say that I will be busier today? If you are sleepy,

go to sleep first."

"Knowing it is one thing, and missing the emperor is another thing." Song Wan

leaned on his waist lightly, and when he walked to the chair, she just sat on

his leg. "The concubine still remembers to give it to the emperor. Make tea."

"Pubbing."

Song Wan did not leave his lap, pretending to be sideways to prepare, Yu Guang

turned away from the person behind her, and then she was surrounded by a hand

around her waist, and the corner of her mouth was smiling, and then she

stretched out her hand to take it. cup.

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