The male protagonist has no heir? Hurry up and get dressed, the pregnant beauty is here to fuck you

Yuan Weiyong was so anxious that he suffered from neurasthenia. When he went to bed at night, he would always dream of Yuan Zhen chasing him and killing him with a big sword.

Every time I would be so frightened that I would sweat profusely and wake up screaming from my dream.

Ruan Ah Mi felt Yuan Weiyong's uneasiness, and scolded Yuan Weiyong for being incompetent while thinking of a way.

If Yuan Weiyong is no longer the emperor, then she is nothing.

Ruan Ah Mi asked Yuan Weiyong: "Your Majesty, if we face Uncle Yuan Zhen face to face, how sure are we of winning?"

Yuan Weiyong grimaced: "I'm only 30% sure, originally I was 70% sure, but now that the emperor's uncle can also continue to produce heirs, I'm worried that some ministers will defect."

When Ruan Ah Mi heard this, he cursed Yuan in his heart for being a mediocre waste.

She frowned, knowing that she must not break up with Uncle Yuan Zhen now. The time was not yet ripe and the chance of winning was too low.

The best way now is to drag the word!

She thought about it for a while and decided to treat Yuan Weiyong.

"I still don't know whether Qu Xinyue's belly is a boy or a girl. A few days ago, I had the imperial doctor who knows how to separate men and women look at it. It turns out that the baby in my belly is a prince."

"It would be great if Qu Xinyue gave birth to a daughter. If not, we must first stabilize Emperor Yuan Zhen and get pregnant in ten months. There are too many things that can be done during this period. It is still unknown whether the baby will survive!"

Yuan Weiyong gradually calmed down after listening to Ruan Ami's words.

He looked at Ruan Ah Mi with admiration and asked, "Is there any way to prevent Uncle Yuan Zhen from taking action against us?"

Ruan Ah Mi nodded, a flash of light flashing across his eyes.

"Our assassination must have angered Uncle Yuan Zhen. We cannot admit this. We must find a scapegoat."

When Yuan Weiyong heard what Ruan Ami said, his mind immediately became active.

He pondered: "You said you want to find someone who everyone knows hates Emperor Yuan Zhen, such as... An Wuhou?"

Ruan Ah Mi nodded, his eyes moved, and he continued.

"And it's not enough to just find a scapegoat. You also have to have a reputable person persuade Uncle Yuan Zhen."

Yuan Weiyong's eyes lit up, and he looked at Ruan Ah Mi's eyes, full of tenderness: "Ai Fei is talking about the former Grand Master, Ai Fei's grandfather?"

As for a famous person, it must be the former Grand Master. Not only did he have a very good reputation, but he also had many disciples.

If the former Grand Master could be invited to act as a lobbyist, Emperor Yuan Zhen would definitely have some scruples if he wanted to rebel.

"Wonderful——" Yuan Weiyong stroked his palm and was overjoyed.

He held Ruan Ah Mi in his arms and praised her repeatedly: "My beloved concubine is truly a virtuous wife. How about I canonize my beloved concubine as my queen as soon as she gives birth to Lin'er?"

Ruan Ah Mi was waiting for these words, and immediately gave Yuan Weiyong a look of joy and acted coquettishly.

"The emperor must keep his word. I will write a letter to my grandfather and beg him to come to Beijing."

……

The next day, Ruan Ah Mi was taking a nap in Chaoxia Palace when he suddenly heard a confidant's maid coming to report that Marquis Anwu was asking to see him.

Ruan Ah Mi thought about yesterday's discussion with the emperor about the scapegoat, hesitation appeared on his face, and he wanted to refuse to see Marquis Anwu.

Unexpectedly, just when she was about to speak, a sturdy figure quickly walked into Zhaoxia Palace and appeared in front of her with a dark face.

Ruan Ah Mi's confidant maid showed surprise on her face when she saw such impudent An Wuhou. She was about to scold An Wuhou when she heard Ruan Ah Mi say.

"You should go out and guard outside first. I and Marquis Anwu have something to say."

The confidant maid's eyes flashed, and although she was puzzled, she still obeyed and stepped back.

After there were only two people in the inner hall, Anwuhou and Ruan Ahmi, Anwuhou strode up to Ruan Ahmi with a sullen face.

He suddenly reached out and slapped Ruan Ah Mi's delicate face.

The slap was so hard that a clear slap mark appeared on Ruan Ah Mi's face, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Ruan Ah Mi calmly took out the handkerchief, gently wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, looked at Anwuhou, and asked: "Why is Anwuhou so angry?"

Marquis Anwu pointed at Ruan Ah Mi and his eyes widened angrily: "You are so good, how dare you scheme against me!"

When he went to court this morning and heard the emperor asking him to confess his guilt in front of Yuan Zhen, his head almost exploded.

He knew that this plan could not be thought up by the stupid head of the emperor, and the only one who could think of it was Ruan Ami.

Ruan Ah Mi poured a cup of tea for Marquis Anwu slowly and spoke slowly.

"Why should Marquis Anwu be angry? There are so many bastards in the family. Can't it be enough to just pick one out to take the blame?"

Marquis Anwu looked at Ruan Ah Mi with a dark face and gritted his teeth: "That's my son!"

Ruan Ah Mi looked steadily at Marquis Anwu, with a sneer on his lips.

"But I am also your biological daughter. I also have your grandson in my belly. I may be the master of this world in the future."

Marquis Anwu frowned, looked at Ruan Ah Mi, gritted his teeth, and finally compromised.

"I hope this is the last time you plot against me. After all, it's your brother. Without me, you wouldn't be the daughter of the Ruan family."

Ruan Ah Mi heard that An Wuhou was warning and threatening her. If there was another plot next time, he would reveal that she was a fake daughter of the Ruan family.

Ruan Ah Mi pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and suppressed the hatred in her heart.

……

Because Qu Xinyue was pregnant, Yuan Zhen was not in a hurry. When he returned to Kyoto, it was already half a month later.

The eldest princess, who had already received the news, sat in a carriage early and waited at the city gate. The smile on her lips had not fallen since she received the letter announcing the good news.

And they have already prepared the children's clothes and toys.

When the eldest princess asked Nanny Qin what time it was for the ninth time, the guard standing outside the carriage saw a carriage approaching in the distance with the sign of Prince Regent's Palace.

He happily reported to the eldest princess: "Elder princess, the regent and the others are back!"

The eldest princess immediately opened the carriage curtain and looked eagerly at the approaching carriage.

Yuan Zhen had already heard the guard report that the eldest princess was waiting at the city gate. When the carriage approached, he immediately got out of the carriage and helped Qu Xinyue out of the carriage.

The eldest princess stared at Qu Xinyue's still flat belly and asked with concern.

"Yue'er, are you tired from the journey back? You and I will go back to the eldest princess's residence later. I will definitely take good care of you."

Yuan Zhen:... Will the eldest sister steal his wife from him as soon as she comes back?

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the direction of the city gate.

Passers-by pointed and whispered, not knowing what they were talking about.

After a while, the wall of people dispersed, and Marquis Anwu was seen with a sullen face, escorting a young man in front of Yuan Zhen.

He yelled, "Kneel down." The young man's face was pale, with a look of panic on his face.

He shouted something unclearly with his blocked mouth, shaking his head desperately with a look of pleading in his eyes.

Before everyone could figure out what happened, Marquis Anwu said to Yuan Zhen in a calm voice.

"The lower official did not know how to teach his son. Quanzi mistakenly believed that the regent had suppressed the Anwu Marquis Mansion many years ago, and he felt resentful, so he sent a killer to assassinate the regent."

Having said that, before anyone could react, a dagger quickly slipped out of Marquis Anwu's sleeve and stabbed into the back of the tied-up young man's heart.