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

Yuan Zhen's eyes instantly became indifferent, and a cold anger lingered between his brows, staring at Yuan Weiyong so coldly.

His voice was cold and struck a chord, and he asked: "The princess is not feeling well. What if I insist on leaving?"

At this time, Yuan Weiyong especially wanted to say cruel words with a ferocious smile on his face. If he leaves without my consent, he will be killed without mercy.

But facing Uncle Shang Yuanzhen's serious smile, his face seemed to be shrouded in frost.

The memory of being severely reprimanded for nearly seven years suddenly came to life in my mind.

He looked nervous, his face turned blue and white, and there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead.

It was like going back to the past when I was doing my homework badly, and when I faced the emperor's uncle, I was so panicked that I didn't know what to do.

His fear of Yuan Zhen was deeply rooted in his bones.

This also made him fear and hate.

The ministers who were following Yuan Weiyong looked at the confrontation between the uncle and the nephew in front of them, their eyes flashing slightly.

Although the emperor was wearing a golden dragon robe and a golden crown, he stood in front of Emperor Yuan Zhen who was half a head taller than the emperor, wearing a simple black python robe and a straight back.

No matter in terms of aura or temperament, they are inferior by more than a few levels.

A strange look flashed in the eyes of the ministers.

Especially Prime Minister Zuo and other ministers who turned to Yuan Weiyong, there was even a hint of regret in their hearts.

I used to think that Prince Yuanzhen would have no heirs, and that the political power would fall into the hands of the emperor sooner or later.

How did you know that the princess would be pregnant?

When Prince Yuan Zhen was the regent, he only had to complete the government affairs assigned by the regent.

Prime Minister Zuo thought that if the emperor was in power, even if the emperor's methods of handling government affairs were a bit immature.

It shouldn't be too far off.

After all, the emperor has been influenced by Prince Yuanzhen's handling of government affairs for many years, hasn't he?

And as far as he knew, Prince Yuanzhen did not guard against the emperor in government affairs, and he taught him carefully.

But when Yuan Zhen really separated from all government affairs, completely handed over the power, and the emperor took over...

Prime Minister Zuo, who was full of confidence, had just worked under Yuan Weiyong for a few months, and his head was almost bald.

There is no harm without comparison. Prime Minister Zuo sighed heavily in his heart, feeling that today was another tiring day.

At this time, Ruan Ah Mi finally recovered a little under the acupuncture provided by the imperial doctor.

Her face was wrapped in a medicated muslin, and there was faint blood seeping from the muslin.

From his chin to the corners of his eyes, half of his face was swollen like an extra fist, and he looked very miserable.

"Your Majesty, I am so miserable. Your Majesty has to make the decision for me. If the princess hadn't escaped, how could the vicious dog attack me?"

Only then did Yuan Weiyong see Ruan Ah Mi's face and couldn't help being surprised.

Why was he bitten so badly?

Aren’t the vicious dogs well trained?

Why didn't he bite Qu Xinyue, but instead bit Ruan Ah Mi?

Even though Yuan Weiyong thought a lot, he still couldn't figure out what went wrong?

The only thing that made Yuan Weiyong slightly relieved was that Qu Xinyue was also frightened and fainted.

It seems like there is fetal movement?

What he is looking forward to now is that if Qu Xinyue's pregnancy is not guaranteed...

Although he has gathered many ministers recently, he knows that as long as the emperor's uncle has an heir, the ministers' hearts will wander.

He must nip this possibility in the bud!

Therefore, no matter what happens today, Qu Xinyue cannot leave the palace intact!

Yuan Weiyong, who was suddenly awakened by Ruan Ah Mi's words, clenched his back teeth, took a deep breath, and cheered up again.

He looked at Yuan Zhen, his face was gloomy, and he spoke displeased.

"Uncle Emperor, Imperial Concubine De is my noble concubine no matter what. Now that Emperor Auntie is injured, why should Uncle Emperor give me an explanation?"

Yuan Zhen was already impatient, and even considered the serious question of whether to launch a coup directly and bring down the idiot Yuan Weiyong?

Qu Xinyue knew Yuan Zhen best and noticed the condensed low pressure on Yuan Zhen's body. After thinking about it, she pretended to scream and woke up faintly.

She knew deep down in her heart that Yuan Zhen valued her and her children very seriously and did not want her to be wronged again and again.

He even thought of boiling a frog in warm water to force Yuan Weiyong to step down from the throne.

This can prevent more aristocratic families from being involved in this power struggle.

Yuan Weiyong's repeated provocations made Yuan Zhen impatient and kept trying.

Qu Xinyue knew that if she fought with all her strength, Yuan Zhen would win.

But there will definitely be a stigma afterwards.

Yuan Zhen felt sorry for her, and she didn't want Yuan Zhen to be stigmatized.

Her Yuan Zhen should be an upright man standing in the sun and respected by thousands of his subjects.

So, Qu Xinyue ‘woke up’.

Didn't Yuan Weiyong want to make sure whether her pregnancy could be saved?

Qu Xinyue's strong thoughts have touched the wishing sign.

Wishing Lot - If you want the imperial doctor to diagnose the pulse of miscarriage, you only need to hold your belly and show a very painful look, and it will take effect immediately.

Qu Xinyue said she can!

The wishing lottery was finally reliable for once, and it didn't make her do the weird praying dance like last time.

She clutched her stomach, hissed, frowned and moaned in pain.

Yuan Zhen's heart tightened, if it weren't for the fingers resting on his lower abdomen, scratching him playfully like a kitten's claws.

He almost broke out in a cold sweat.

Yuan Zhen was startled for a moment and quickly understood what Qu Xinyue was thinking.

A rising warmth surged through my heart at the same time.

Since Yue'er wants to act, then he will accompany Yue'er to continue acting. The throne is not in a hurry, it will happen sooner or later anyway.

Yuan Zhen used his internal energy to force out a cold sweat on his forehead, and asked anxiously: "Yue'er, how are you?"

Yuan Weiyong saw Qu Xinyue holding her stomach and moaning, and her eyes suddenly lit up, glowing with excitement.

He changed his previous aggressiveness and couldn't wait to call the imperial doctor who was not far away.

"The imperial doctor should quickly check with the imperial aunt to see if the child in her belly can still be saved?"

This makes sense... I just have to ask directly, is the emperor's uncle's child gone soon?

The two imperial doctors felt strange and came over to help Qu Xinyue feel her pulse.

As soon as his fingers touched the pulse of Qu Xinyue's wrist, the expression of the imperial physician who took the pulse changed drastically the next moment!

"This, this is..."

Yuan Weiyong's eyes were burning and he asked: "What's going on?"

The imperial doctor did not dare to hide it, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and spoke tremblingly.

"If I return to the emperor, the child in the princess's belly cannot be saved. This is a sign of miscarriage!"

Yuan Weiyong almost burst out laughing when he heard this.

This was the happiest news he heard today!

To be on the safe side, he asked another imperial doctor to take his pulse.

When the other doctor heard the words of the first doctor who felt the pulse, he felt more confident.

At this time, I took another pulse, and the pulse pattern was indeed the same as what the first imperial doctor said.

He sighed, stood up, clasped his fists and bowed to Yuan Weiyong and Yuan Zhen.

"It is indeed a miscarriage, and there is no way to recover. Please take care of yourself, prince and princess."

After listening to the diagnoses of the two imperial doctors, Yuan Weiyong was completely relieved and no longer insisted on forcing Yuan Zhen and Qu Xinyue to stay.

He spoke hypocritically.

"Uncle, my condolences. Since Auntie is not feeling well, uncle, please take her back to rest as soon as possible."