The empress is pregnant, and the emperor's incense continues

The thunder from the sky hooks the fire from the earth, and once it is ignited, it is like a prairie fire.

In the past thirty years, he felt so happy for the first time. It was not because the queen herself tasted so good, but mainly because he was sleeping with the queen, the mother of a country!

Does this count as honoring his ancestors?

Although the Queen has just experienced human affairs, she is nearly 30 years old and her body has adapted very well. After one session, she can already feel the joy and cooperate enthusiastically.

Wang Hu endured all his strength for several days and gave it all to the queen. The two of them worked hard until the sky dimmed.

Meng Wenyao had someone secretly put a daughter-birth elixir into the queen's soup, waiting for the queen to become pregnant with the "dragon seed".

After five or six days like this, the queen had completely sunk and was waiting for Wang Hu's arrival every night so that she could spend the spring night together.

In order to serve the queen well, Wang Hu also took out the secret medicine that he had treasured for many years. The medicine was so powerful that the dignified queen cried and begged for mercy under him every night.

It's a pity that this matter cannot be said to be known to others, otherwise he, Wang Hu, would have become famous all over the world.

It was the emperor's birthday more than a month later, and by that time both Meng Wenyao and the Queen's pulses were already showing signs of slippage.

She urged the emperor to hold a birthday banquet. She secretly wanted to announce her pregnancy at the banquet to make the emperor happy. He, the emperor, really had no fun in doing so.

The emperor wanted to keep everything simple, the treasury was empty, and he himself didn't like the excitement.

"Your Majesty, my concubine is begging you?"

The emperor looked at Meng Wenyao with a funny look and said seriously: "Did you suffer from suffocation in Zichen Palace? How many days will I take you to the palace to stay?"

Meng Wenyao was not moved. It didn't matter where he lived. It wasn't all about eating and sleeping.

"Your Majesty, I had a dream. I dreamed that two dolls came over, took my hand, and asked me to go to the emperor's birthday banquet. Do you think it is possible that I am pregnant with twins? During your birthday banquet, They came together."

Meng Wenyao said it seriously, making the emperor stunned for a moment.

"Okay, listen to Yao'er. If I don't agree, I'm afraid Yao'er won't give up today."

One month came quickly, Meng Wenyao's Guishui was almost fifteen days late, and the imperial doctor had not yet diagnosed any signs of pregnancy.

On the first day when the Kwai Shui was postponed, the emperor asked the imperial doctor excitedly. The doctor said: "Being too nervous may also cause the Kwai Shui to be delayed. It is not necessarily due to pregnancy."

So these days, the emperor felt nervous and worried when he saw Meng Wenyao's belly.

Meng Wenyao saw it in her heart and kept laughing secretly.

On the day of the banquet, the queen felt a little dizzy when she got up early. Her Gui Shui was late for a long time. She did not dare to ask the imperial physician in the palace to check her pulse, but privately inquired about the symptoms of pregnant women.

But she didn't have any of those symptoms, so she probably wasn't pregnant.

Today is the Wanshou Festival, and she must find a way to put the emperor to sleep, so that if Wang Hu works harder in the future, even if she becomes pregnant, she will be able to make it in time.

At the dinner party, everyone was thinking about it, with joy on their faces.

The Queen Mother was so angry with Meng Wenyao that she could never find a chance to get close.

"Your Majesty, since you had a miscarriage, the Ai family has been praying for blessings day and night. You must take good care of yourself and give birth to an heir for the Emperor!"

Meng Wenyao stood up from her seat and bowed Yingying: "I thank the Queen Mother for your concern."

The courtiers saw the Tian family being peaceful and began to compliment him.

"The Emperor and the Queen Mother are kind and filial to their mother and son, and they set an example for all the people in our court."

"The imperial concubine has great blessings and will definitely be able to have another child soon."

"Your Majesty is as powerful as a dragon and a tiger, and with your imperial concubine by your side, our dynasty will surely prosper."

The queen looked on coldly, no one paid attention to her, she was so angry that she ate food and drank wine, feeling depressed.

Prince Anping and Meng Baiqin stood up together to wish the emperor a birthday. As soon as he stood up, Meng Baiqin almost fainted.

The Queen Mother stood up excitedly and exclaimed, "But she is pregnant?"

Meng Baiqin said embarrassedly: "I haven't asked the imperial doctor to check my pulse yet."

The courtiers stopped giving birthday wishes and compliments and began to talk in low voices.

"Will the emperor be able to give birth? Will the throne belong to Prince Anping in the end?"

"In my opinion, the emperor's health may not be good. The emperor's miscarriage was a miscarriage. How could I know that it was not the emperor's seed that was not good enough that the emperor's concubine could not keep the baby."

I don’t know who answered this sentence, but everyone thought it made sense.

"Then if Princess Anping is pregnant later, let's get up together and congratulate her."

The others nodded in agreement, and after a while the imperial doctor came to the main hall.

The Queen Mother asked the palace maid to guide the imperial doctor to take Meng Baiqin's pulse. Everyone was anxiously waiting for the results.

"How?" The Queen Mother stretched her neck and looked down.

"Congratulations to the queen mother, congratulations to the prince, the princess is happy."

The hall immediately became lively, and the Queen Mother happily said: "Rewards, there are rewards for everyone."

The previous courtiers stood up one after another, bowed their hands to the Queen Mother and the County King, and said, "Congratulations to the Queen Mother, and congratulations to the County King."

Once upon a time, the wedding banquet of Prince Anping was overshadowed by Meng Wenyao's pregnancy.

Nowadays, the situation has changed, and the emperor's birthday banquet was once again stolen by Meng Baiqin.

Meng Wenyao looked at the emperor. His expression was very bad, and there were faint signs of anger. For some reason, Meng Wenyao saw a hint of forbearance and grievance.

She stood up and called the imperial doctor to stop her, and said: "I am a little dizzy, please ask the imperial doctor to help me feel my pulse."

The imperial doctor put down the medical box and began to take Meng Wenyao's pulse. The crowd there was still immersed in the joy of congratulating the Queen Mother and the prince.

"how?"

Before the imperial doctor could speak, the smile on his face had spread, pushing the wrinkles to the corners of his eyes.

He stood up and came to the center of the hall, congratulating the emperor loudly: "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor, the imperial concubine is happy."

The crowd calmed down instantly. Does the emperor have another child? Do they still want to congratulate Prince Anping?

While everyone was stunned, the emperor had already got down from his seat and carefully carried Meng Wenyao to the dragon table. The two of them shared the same table.

The queen next to her turned pale with anger. When would a concubine be able to sit next to the emperor? This position could only be hers.

The queen stood up from behind the desk, which was slightly lower than the emperor, and wanted to warn the emperor not to be so disrespectful of etiquette.

Perhaps she drank too much, and her body swayed when she stood up. If the palace maid hadn't supported her, she would have fallen down.

Meng Wenyao saw it at a glance and hurriedly pretended to be virtuous and said: "Emperor Physician, please help the Queen to diagnose her pulse."

The imperial doctor went over to diagnose the queen's pulse, and the courtiers began to congratulate the emperor one after another.

"The Imperial Concubine is pregnant, which is really a blessing for our court. God bless our court!"

"The emperor has a successor, the court is stable, and the world is at ease!"

Meng Wenyao didn't hear a word of the courtiers' praises. She only heard the emperor whispering in her ears: "Our child is back. He is back. I will protect him. Yao'er, don't be afraid."

Meng Wenyao wanted to say that I am not afraid. I have taken so many pills and the child will be fine.

But Your Majesty, could you please stop shaking your hands and stop hugging me so tightly? If you keep doing this, I’m really going to vomit.

There were noisy congratulations here, and the imperial doctor over there was focused on diagnosing the pulse.

After a moment, he raised his head in disbelief, almost crying with excitement. Were his hands opened today? A handful of joyful pulses.