The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

Although the eunuch who "accepted the gift" was a little reluctant, he finally went in: "Then, please wait a moment!" After that, he closed the door.

Concubine Yu didn't wait long before the eunuch came out with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother lets you in!"

Concubine Yu beamed with joy!

......

The summer sun scorched Jiang Nanqiu's head, and Jiang Nanqiu knelt on the ground, dizzy.

Her face was slapped five times and it was swollen, and her legs were numb and painful from kneeling for a long time.

However, Jiang Nanqiu persisted and endured without saying a word.

The nun who was waiting on her personally saw that Concubine Yu had left, so she wanted to pull her up: "Your Majesty, Concubine Yu and her people have left. Let's help you get up!" The eldest maid next to her also squatted down to help her. Pick her up.

However, Jiang Nanqiu pursed her lips tightly and stared at the ground, motionless.

stand up? joke! If she gets up now, will the grievances she suffered today be in vain?

"Your Majesty..." Grandma persuaded again, but Jiang Nanqiu shook her head firmly.

She must wait for the emperor's arrival.

The time was particularly painful while waiting, but at any rate, it didn't take long before the emperor finally arrived.

When the emperor saw Jiang Nanqiu kneeling on the concrete path in the Royal Lake Garden under the scorching sun, he felt heartbroken. His strides almost turned into running.

"Qiu'er! Qiu'er" the emperor shouted distressedly.

When Jiang Nanqiu heard the emperor's voice, the string in his heart that was almost unstretched finally broke!

Thank God, Your Majesty, you are finally here.

I can hardly hold on any longer!

Jiang Nanqiu slowly turned her head and smiled weakly at the Emperor: "Your Majesty! You are finally here!"

There was joy in her eyes, but this joy was fleeting. As soon as the emperor came to her side, Jiang Nanqiu closed her eyes and fell into his arms weakly!

"Qiu'er------"

The emperor was shocked. He hugged Jiang Nanqiu and shouted to the people around him: "Send to the imperial doctor quickly!"

The emperor held Jiang Nanqiu and sat in the emperor's chariot, and the emperor's chariot quickly and safely carried them to Ciyin Hall.

Looking at Jiang Nanqiu lying on the bed, the emperor looked distressed.

Jiang Nanqiu's lips were pale and colorless, her face was red and swollen, and her knees, which were hidden by the dirty dress, were even more scarred.

At this moment, he was lying there with a weak look on his face, like a flower that had been ravaged by the wind and rain!

It makes people feel pity and heartache!

Although he already knew the general situation of the matter from Cuilan, the emperor still asked the nun and the eldest maid who were serving Jiang Nanqiu again.

After listening to their statements, a cold light flashed in the emperor's eyes, and he said in a deep voice to the people around him: "Everyone, please step back!"

The waiter stepped down.

The emperor took the towel from the maid's hand and gently wiped the sweat from Jiang Nanqiu's forehead.

Jiang Nanqiu seemed to have had some kind of nightmare. He slept very uneasily, with a painful look on his face, and his eyelids were trembling...

Jiang Nanqiu was indeed tired after today's experience. She didn't want to be burdened with acting in front of the emperor anymore, so she just pretended to be faint and fell asleep.

But when she heard the sound of the doctor arriving outside the door, she felt at ease and opened her eyes in time!

Jiang Nanqiu looked at the emperor with a look of grievance: "Your Majesty, this concubine hurts so much!"

The emperor held Jiang Nanqiu's hand tightly and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, Qiu'er, I will protect you! I will uphold justice for you!"

After finishing speaking, the emperor said to the direction of the door: "Let the imperial doctor come in!"

After the imperial doctor came in, he immediately bowed to the emperor!

The emperor nodded: "Pingshen, please show Jiang Guiren his injuries quickly!"

The imperial doctor bowed in response, then carefully inspected the injuries on Jiang Nanqiu's legs, and then the injuries on her face, then stood up and said cautiously:

"The skin trauma on your face doesn't matter. It's just that the blood on your knees will take some time to dissipate. I will prescribe some ointment for your Majesty to rub on. This will make the wound heal faster and reduce the pain!"

The emperor nodded, feeling a little relieved, but when he saw Jiang Nanqiu holding his forehead with his hand, looking very uncomfortable, he asked anxiously: "Qiu'er, what's wrong with you? But is there anything else that doesn't feel right?"

Jiang Nanqiu nodded: "Your Majesty, I don't know what's going on. I felt dizzy just after kneeling for a while today, as if I was going to faint the next moment..."

The emperor immediately looked at the imperial physician and said: "Imperial physician, you heard this, why don't you give Jiang Guiren a quick diagnosis and treatment! I want her to be intact!"

The imperial doctor was trembling and bowed again.

However, the imperial doctor just gently probed Jiang Nanqiu's pulse with his fingers and found the happy pulse!

This noble Jiang actually has a happy pulse!

The imperial doctor was shocked!

He carefully searched for Jiang Nanqiu's pulse.

That’s right, it’s indeed Ximai!

The imperial doctor was happy and surprised!

There has been no news of concubines getting pregnant in this harem for more than two years! How happy the emperor would be if he knew!

But after the imperial doctor thought about it for a short time, he didn't know how to say it!

He is just an unknown imperial physician, and it was entirely because he was on duty at the imperial hospital that he was pulled into the harem to diagnose the pulse of the noble man!

Normally this kind of thing would never happen to him!

He did diagnose that the lady was pregnant, but what if he was misdiagnosed?

If he was misdiagnosed, would the emperor treat him like the imperial doctor who misdiagnosed him a few years ago? Or worse, chop off his head?

Thinking of this, the imperial doctor's heart shrank.

But what if there is no misdiagnosis? He just checked the noble's pulse many times, and it was indeed correct, it was the happy pulse!

If it is a happy pulse, there will be endless prosperity and wealth...

The imperial doctor looked sad and hesitant!

Not only was Jiang Nanqiu's body lying flat, but his state of mind was also that of lying flat at this moment.

Otherwise, she would definitely torture the imperial doctor to make him tell the truth.

This happy pulse is almost two months old, so I can definitely tell it right away. This imperial doctor hesitated for so long and couldn't say a single word. He was just like the imperial doctor Qin last time, who was timid!

But, no matter what, the imperial doctor has to speak!

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to sing the rest of the play.

Jiang Nanqiu said with a trembling voice: "Imperial physician, you have been looking at me for so long. Is there anything wrong with my body?"

In fact, the emperor also had this doubt: "Imperial physician, what is wrong with Jiang Guiren's body? Tell me quickly!"

The imperial doctor was sweating coldly, looking like he was in a dilemma.

Finally, under the emperor's gaze, he had to kneel down and beg for mercy: "Your Majesty, I am guilty. My medical skills are shallow and I cannot make a proper diagnosis! Please let all the imperial doctors from the imperial hospital come to consult the empress!"

The imperial doctor lowered his head and thought to himself, if he must die, he cannot die alone!