The Pomegranate Spirit of Quick Travel relies on giving birth to children to upgrade

"It's so pitiful...my sister's face has turned a lot pale..."

Ye Meiren was resting in bed holding her belly when she heard this irritating voice and raised her head suddenly.

Meng Jieyu looked at Ye Meiren with an obviously faked worried expression and said, "My sister is pregnant with the dragon heir now, why are you so careless?"

"You can fall down and inflate your fetus every time you go out. How can you protect Long Si from getting hurt?"

"Sister, you are lucky to be pregnant with a dragon heir. How could you not be more careful?" Meng Jieyu said with a heartbroken look on her face.

Ye Meiren's expression suddenly changed, "Meng, did you hurt me?"

Meng Jieyu saw her angry and ferocious look, took two steps back to avoid her hand, and said calmly, "I hurt you? What good can I gain from hurting you?"

"You are jealous of me! You are just jealous that I have His Majesty's child, that's why you harmed me!" Ye Meiren bit.

Meng Jieyu covered her mouth and smiled, "Sister, are you crazy? Sister, I already have a child, why should I be jealous of you?"

Although Meng Jieyu gave birth to a princess instead of a prince, she was also a concubine who gave birth to the emperor's heir, which was also her confidence.

Although she was jealous of Ye Meiren's pregnancy, she was not so crazy as to attack her.

Even if it wasn't for herself, she still had to think about her daughter. How could she do something to Ye Meiren?

If she was discovered, her fate would not be much better.

If something happens to her, what will happen to her daughter?

That was the child she had been looking forward to for a long time. Even if she was just a princess and not a prince, she didn't want her to suffer.

What's more, she also knew very well that there were many people in the palace who couldn't see Ye Meisheng giving birth to this child, so why did she hurt her hand?

"Sister, please don't say this nonsense..." Meng Jieyu looked at Ye Meiren proudly and said, "I don't even know whether the child in your belly is a princess or a prince, so what am I going to do to you?"

"Jealous of you? You haven't given birth to a child yet. You are still just a little beauty. Is there anything you can do to make me jealous?" Meng Jieyu asked.

"you!"

"Jealous? Who is jealous?" Wushuang happened to bump into the bustle when he came over and asked, "Meng Jieyu, are you jealous of Ye Meiren?"

"I pay my respects to the noble concubine." Meng Jieyu saw Wushuang, and although she was a little unhappy, she still saluted her respectfully.

Ye Meiren also had to salute Wushuang. Even if she was a pregnant woman who had fetal motility and needed to stay in bed, she still had to salute.

Of course, Ye Meiren does not need to get out of bed to salute, she only needs to make movements on the bed.

Wushuang looked at Ye Meiren's pale little face, stepped forward, held her chin and looked at her carefully, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, your majesty must be very distressed when he sees this pale and weak face, right?"

"There is indeed something about Ye Meiren that makes people jealous. She looks so weak, which makes people want to protect her. And she is pregnant with the dragon heir that everyone is looking forward to... It really makes people jealous." Wushuang looked at it intently. Looking into Ye Meiren's eyes, she said.

"I am also very jealous. How come you are so lucky, Miss Ye?" Wushuang said as if talking to himself, "I have not been able to have the child that I have been waiting for for ten years. How long has it been since Mei Ye entered the palace that she became pregnant?" It’s time to become a dragon heir.”

"If you really give birth to a prince, maybe His Majesty will make you a concubine, right?" Wu put a little force on her hands, and Ye Meiren felt a little pain in her chin pinched by her.

"My Lady..." Ye Meiren's eyes were filled with mist, and soon they turned into tears.

She looked at Wushuang pitifully and said, "My dear concubine...it hurts..."

Wushuang was amazed to see her crying whenever she wanted. Alas, she still couldn't control her crying scene as freely as Ye Meiren.

She released her hand from holding Ye Meiren's chin, calmly took the handkerchief handed over by Cuizhu and wiped her hand, "I heard you had fetal force."

"What? We haven't found out who happened to it yet? It's fine, why did you fall?"

"Is it because you are weak that you fell down, or did someone do something to you that made you fall down?" Wushuang asked while wiping his hands.

Ye Meiren was originally very angry when she saw that Wushuang despised her, pinched her hand and wiped it carefully.

When she heard her asking why she fell, she had mixed feelings again.

Meng Jieyu next to her smiled and said, "The imperial concubine is really pregnant, Sister Ye..."

"Sister Ye, too. She failed to live up to the high hopes of the noble concubine and was accidentally plotted against her..." After saying that, Meng Jieyu looked at Ye Meiren and said, "Someone must have plotted against you, right? It's not that you can't think of it yourself. Did you fall?"

Hearing this, Ye Meiren glared at Meng Jieyu and gritted her teeth.

bitch!

Wushuang sat directly on the chair next to him, calmly crossed his legs and looked at Ye Meiren and said, "What? It's not long since you entered the palace. You haven't found out who harmed you yet?"

Ye Meiren lowered her head in shame, "I...I didn't find it."

Wushuang raised his eyebrows, "Then go to His Majesty. You are pregnant with His Majesty's child. If something happens, don't let Your Majesty help you find out who harmed you?"

No matter what Yan Mingting did, he had to make the decision for Ye Meiren when she complained, right?

We need to help her find out what's going on, right?

But Wushuang also knew that if Yan Mingting wanted to cover up this kind of thing, he could also falsify the result and say it was an accident.

Wushuang looked at Ye Meiren and said, "Forget it, I am not a queen. Whether the concubines in the harem have children or not is none of my business. Just do whatever you want."

Wushuang brushed the hem of his clothes and said, "Sister Ye is pregnant and can't sleep with you. Your Majesty should favor other sisters more, right?"

"I don't know how many sisters will be pregnant in the future. I hope that your majesty will have many offspring." Wushuang showed a stiff smile, portraying himself as a duplicity.

Everyone knows how much she values ​​Yan Mingting. If she sincerely wishes him many children and good fortune, it would be false.

But Wushuang had no intention of wishing Yan Mingting a prosperous heir. The dog emperor had to die a good death, and it was best to cut off his descendants.

Of course, Wushuang was unlikely to do anything to the emperor's children who were still alive, and they were only a few years old. She was just talking about it.

Tsk, the best way is for her child to ascend the throne.

But this time the difficulty has been upgraded a bit...

Yan Mingting was unwilling to let her have a baby. Even if she was pregnant, she might face the conspiracy of Yan Mingting and Zhao Xuanyi.

Of course, that guy would definitely not openly deny her birth.

Wushuang looked at Ye Mei and Meng Jieyu and said, "Okay, I'll just take a look at you. If you look fine, I'll leave."

Wushuang didn't continue to talk nonsense, stood up and prepared to leave.

"My Lady!" Ye Meiren looked at Wushuang and said as if grasping a life-saving straw, "My Lady, please help me!"

"My dear concubine, if you help me, I am willing to hold the child under your knees and raise him! Please, help me!"

Ye Meiren endured the heartache and said to Wushuang, "I am willing to hold the child under your knees and raise him..."

Wushuang stopped when he heard this and looked at Ye Meiren with a look that looked like a fool.

Meng Jieyu next to her was also a little shocked. She really didn't expect Ye Meiren to say such words.

I really underestimated her.