Her Highness Doesn’t Want to Work Hard Anymore

When Hua Qingqing and the emperor returned to the palace, the sky had completely darkened.

Originally, the emperor wanted to go to Wangyuexuan with Hua Qingqing, but was stopped by the eunuch sent by Wen Zhaorong on the way.

The eunuch knelt down on the ground, the joy that could not be concealed in his voice.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the imperial physician examined Wen Zhaorong's pulse today, and found out the happy pulse!"

Pregnancy is a happy event, the emperor Long Yan is very happy, he said to Hua Qingqing.

"I'm going to Wen Zhaorong's place to have a look, you should go back first."

This means that he will spend the night with Wen Zhaorong tonight.

A trace of disappointment quickly flashed across Hua Qingqing's eyes, obviously sad because she failed to keep the emperor, but there was still a sweet smile on her face.

"Sister Wen is really lucky. I will congratulate her another day when I am a concubine."

Her appearance fell into the eyes of the emperor, which made the emperor cherish her even more.

"Don't worry, I'm just sitting at Wen Zhaorong's place, and I'll return to your place later."

A smile bloomed on Hua Qingqing's face immediately, and her voice was as cheerful as a little oriole, crisp and sweet.

"The concubine will go back and wait for you first, you must come!"

The emperor touched her head and responded with a smile: "Okay."

The two separated at the intersection.

The emperor took a dragon chariot to Wen Zhaorong's residence.

And Hua Qingqing was driven back to Wangyue Pavilion in a sedan chair. At this moment, she had recovered her usual calm and calm appearance, which was completely different from the affectionate appearance she showed in front of the emperor just now.

After so many things, she has already recognized the reality. If she wants to live well in the palace, the most important thing is the emperor's favor.

How to get the emperor's favor?

Naturally, let the emperor see her affection and let the emperor soften his heart towards her.

Although the emperor is lofty, he is also a human being, and he also needs to be loved.

What she needs to play now is a little woman who loves the emperor so much that she can't live without him.

For now, her performance is still in place, and the emperor has gradually believed that she really loves him.

The sedan chair stopped at the gate of Wangyuexuan.

Hua Qingqing got off the sedan chair and just stood still when she saw Xi Xiang running out in a hurry.

Xixiang knelt down with a plop, crying.

"Zhaorong, you are back! The Seventh Prince is sick!"

Hua Qingqing's expression changed drastically.

Holding the hem of her skirt, she quickly ran into the room, and immediately saw the Seventh Prince lying on the small bed.

There were still quite a few people around the bed, including the imperial physician, nuns and wet nurses.

When they saw Hua Zhaorong came back, they all bowed their knees to salute.

The Seventh Prince had a lot of rashes on his body, and his whole body was hot. The imperial doctor wanted to give him medicine, but he vomited out all the medicine.

For the time being, the imperial physician can only apply some medicine to the Seventh Prince and observe to see how it goes.

Hua Qingqing looked at her son's little face covered with rashes, and felt so uncomfortable that her heart was about to twitch.

Mammy asked quietly.

"Do you want to invite the saint over?"

Hua Qingqing wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief: "The sage went to Wen Zhaorong's place. If I send someone to invite the sage over at this time, it will definitely embarrass the sage. Let's wait and see."

She knew very well that even if the emperor came, he might not be able to help.

It's better to press it for a while.

Mammy sighed: "You are just too kind.

You probably don't know it yet, but Wen Zhaorong actually knew that she was pregnant a long time ago.

But because the month was too young, she deliberately suppressed the news and kept it quiet.

It wasn't until three months later that she publicized the matter.

She deliberately chose today to announce the matter, in order to snatch the saint away from you.

She has already reached this point, why do you have to put up with her? "

Hua Qingqing bit her lower lip, her eyes were flushed, but she didn't say a word.

She was born extremely beautiful, showing such a fragile and wronged appearance made Mammy feel bad.

After Mammy left the bedroom, she quietly sent someone to find the emperor.

Regardless of whether the emperor can come over tonight, he must be informed of the seventh prince's illness.

Wen Zhaorong hadn't seen the emperor for a while, so in order to keep him here tonight, she specially dressed up and paid for the imperial dining room to cook some delicious dishes.

Everything was going well.

The emperor had already been persuaded by her, and planned to stay with her overnight, but at this moment he suddenly heard the news that the seventh prince was ill.

The emperor was anxious, and immediately stood up and walked out.

Looking at the back of the emperor leaving in a hurry, Wen Zhaorong gritted his silver teeth with hatred.

When the emperor was completely out of sight, Wen Zhaorong raised his hand and waved the cup on the table to the ground.

With the crisp sound of the cup falling to the ground, the expression on Wen Zhaorong's face became distorted.

She thought that as long as she was pregnant, the emperor would pay more attention to her, but she didn't expect that Hua Zhaorong was the emperor's favorite person.

Suddenly there was a stabbing pain in the abdomen.

Wen Zhaorong's face turned pale in an instant.

Seeing this, the big maid next to her hurried forward to support her, and reminded her in a low voice.

"Don't forget Imperial Physician Liu's advice, you must not get angry."

When Wen Zhaorong first entered the palace, because she offended someone, someone secretly drugged her, which made it difficult for her body to conceive.

Even if she is now pregnant at all costs, Imperial Physician Liu told her that she might not be able to keep this pregnancy, and asked her to prepare for the worst.

Wen Zhaorong didn't believe it at first.

At this moment, she clutched her aching abdomen, but she had no choice but to believe it.

She lowered her voice and said, "Go and invite Imperial Physician Liu over."

"Here."

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The Wangyue Pavilion was brightly lit, and everyone was still circling around the Seventh Prince.

Seeing the emperor coming, Hua Qingqing was startled.

She hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and stepped forward to salute: "Why did Your Majesty come here suddenly? Shouldn't you be with Sister Wen right now?"

Emperor: "Qiong'er is sick, of course I want to come and have a look."

He walked to the bedside to look at the seventh prince, and then called the imperial physician to ask about the seventh prince's condition carefully.

In order to cure the Seventh Prince, the emperor ordered someone to fetch the imperial doctor order from the house.

But the imperial physician Ling had already fallen asleep, and had to crawl out of the bed and rush to the palace in a hurry.

After a night of tossing.

The Seventh Prince's condition finally showed signs of improvement.

The emperor and Hua Qingqing were slightly relieved.

Everyone was exhausted tonight.

Hua Qingqing: "Your Majesty, please go and rest. It would be nice if there is a concubine here."

The emperor looked into her red eyes and couldn't help but soften his voice.

"Don't be afraid, with me here, nothing will happen to Qiong'er."

These words seemed to have hit Hua Qingqing's weakness.

She couldn't hold back for a while, and cried out in the emperor's arms.

"Woooooo, I was so scared just now! I'm so worried that something will happen to Qiong'er, I don't know what to do!"

The emperor took advantage of the situation and hugged her: "If something like this happens again in the future, you must tell me immediately, no matter where I am, I will come to you immediately."

Hua Qingqing nodded while crying: "Yeah!"