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

Meng Wenyao was no longer too lazy to cooperate with the acting, and said calmly: "Auntie, is there something wrong when you come here this time?"

Mrs. Meng ignored Meng Wenyao's indifference, her expression was somewhat nostalgic, and she said melancholy: "Back then, your mother and I were both pregnant like your sisters. We went to Fahua Temple to worship Buddha together, and each of us prayed for a string. Come back with the prayer beads to keep you sisters safe. I was cleaning up my old things a few days ago and happened to find these two strings of prayer beads. I gave my string to your sister, and this one belongs to your mother, so I sent it to you."

Meng Wenyao saw the prayer beads handed over by Mrs. Meng and looked at Grandma Yu with some hesitation.

Grandma Yu was also a little unsure. She came to take care of her after Meng Wenyao was born, so she didn't know what happened before.

Seeing Meng Wenyao not answering, Mrs. Meng's eyes turned red and she sobbed: "If your mother knew that you had a child now, she would be so happy. This is the last thought your mother left for you. Take it quickly. It can protect you from giving birth safely."

After all, she had taken a lot of pills to strengthen her body. Meng Wenyao was not afraid of a string of beads. Moreover, when she just changed her clothes, she found blood stains on her clothes. She was probably about to give birth, so she reached out and took the beads.

Since you are using Buddhist beads to harm her, she will let you succeed.

"Thank you, auntie. Is everything okay at home now?"

"It's not bad. Your sisters are doing well in the palace, so the family can rest assured."

She wanted to say that her family was short of food and clothing, and creditors came to her door every day. However, Meng Baiqin had repeatedly told her not to complain to Meng Wenyao about her poverty.

Because in the past days, she had cried countless times, but Meng Wenyao was indifferent. She already knew that Meng Wenyao had no friendship with the Meng family, and saying it was just to make her laugh.

It was a rare occasion for Mrs. Meng to come over. Meng Wenyao enthusiastically invited the guests to eat. The three of them sat down at the dining table. One of the dishes tasted too much. The excitement made Meng Wenyao dizzy and weak, and she slipped directly from the chair to the ground.

There was chaos in the Zichen Palace instantly. Some people called for the emperor, and some called for the imperial doctor. Meng Baiqin and Mrs. Meng were so frightened that they shook like chaff.

The Empress Dowager's string of Buddhist beads completely kept the mother and daughter in the Zichen Palace.

Meng Baiqin also spent half a day holding the beads yesterday and found nothing wrong. She thought that if there was a problem with the beads, it would not suddenly appear.

Only then did she have the courage to bring her mother over and give the beads as a gift. As long as nothing happened for a day or two, even if something happened to Meng Wenyao in a few days, it would not be their mother and daughter's fault.

Against all odds, something happened to Meng Wenyao within an hour of holding the beads.

The emperor was already on his way back and heard about what happened today. When he saw Meng's mother and daughter, his bloodthirsty eyes rolled with endless anger. If he hadn't heard Meng Wenyao's screams of pain, he would have killed them directly. Cut.

He quickly walked into the delivery room, hugged Meng Wenyao and asked nervously: "Yao'er, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Wenyao's face was pale, and she was rolling on the floor thinking about the pain. When she was dizzy just now, she didn't have time to think too much. Now that the dizziness had passed, she felt pain in her stomach, and she knew it was a contraction.

Unfortunately, I was dizzy before and before I could take the painless birth pill, the emperor came over.

The imperial doctors were checking her pulse nervously, and they also discovered that Meng Wenyao was about to give birth, but it was not yet the due date, so Meng Wenyao was considered premature.

Everyone already knew that Meng Wenyao was pregnant with twins, and had also heard that pregnancy with twins was prone to premature birth. However, as imperial doctors, they had limited experience with pregnant women with twins. They were not sure whether Meng Wenyao had a normal premature birth, or if something went wrong today. premature birth.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty is afraid that your Majesty is about to give birth. Please move to take your Majesty to the delivery room."

The emperor's hand holding Meng Wenyao began to shake. No matter how inexperienced he was, he knew that a woman giving birth was like going through hell, not to mention that Meng Wenyao was a twin, and now she was born prematurely.

The cold aura emanating from his body made everyone in the room unconsciously tremble in their legs.

"If anything goes wrong with the empress, everyone in Zichen Palace will be buried with her."

He opened his lips word by word, and his voice was cold, like thousand-year-old ice, piercing everyone's ears, and from the ears to the heart.

Meng Wenyao struggled to get up. Now was the critical moment. How could she make these people fearful? She would have to rely on them to help her give birth later.

"Your Majesty, I will be fine, please don't... ah... don't kill them, I, ah..."

The labor pains became more and more painful, and the intervals became shorter and shorter. She really didn't have time to reason.

"Your Majesty, I promise to be my concubine."

The emperor's nervousness and fear filled his body. He could no longer think, and just instinctively said: "I promise Yao'er, Yao'er will not be afraid, Yao'er will not be in pain..."

"I want to drink."

Grandma Yu quickly brought a glass of water over. Meng Wenyao put the elixir in and drank it. The labor pain soon subsided until it disappeared.

She had been moved to the delivery room, and the emperor followed her unswervingly. She was worried that the emperor's presence would affect the midwife's mentality too much, so she insisted on inviting him out.

Moreover, the emperor was too nervous. He was afraid that witnessing this bloody scene would trigger bad memories in his heart.

Preparations began in an orderly manner in the delivery room. When the emperor went out, he saw Meng and her daughter kneeling outside.

His eyes were sinister, and every word revealed murderous intent: "It's fine that the imperial concubine is fine. If not, I want your entire Meng family to be buried with you."

"Xiao Quanzi, take the Buddhist beads sent by Meng to the imperial physician for examination."

Mrs. Meng fainted from fright, and Meng Baiqin was so frightened that she had abdominal pain. She bent over her mother and did not dare to shout, hoping that the Queen Mother or Prince Anping would take her away.

After Meng Wenyao took the painless pill, he stopped shouting, and the emperor outside the door became nervous again.

"Why is there no sound inside?"

As he was about to come in, Meng Wenyao shouted quickly to stop him from entering.

Just like this, Meng Wenyao shouted from time to time, and the emperor asked: "Why is the sound so loud? Is the empress in pain?"

"Why is your voice so low? Is your strength running out of strength?"

The imperial doctors outside the door each wiped the sweat from their foreheads and began to think about how to write a will, hoping that the emperor would be merciful and spare their family members.

Until a baby's cry came from the delivery room, an imperial doctor finally couldn't hold on anymore and fainted.

The emperor raised his feet and was about to go in, but Xiao Quanzi held his legs and stopped him: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is a twin, and there is another one. Please wait for a while."

Xiao Quanzi was afraid that the emperor would go in, and those midwives would be frightened and make some mistakes, which would really harm the empress.

Finally, there was another baby's cry, and everyone in Zichen Hall was relieved that the head could still be kept on the neck.

The emperor pushed open the door in a panic, ignoring the wet nurse who came to announce the good news. He hugged the exhausted Meng Wenyao tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Yao'er, how are you?"

"Has the emperor seen the child?"

"Not yet. I'll ask someone to bring it over and show it to Yao'er."

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