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Song Yu obviously felt the person on his lap stiffen.Xiao Lingming took a slow breath, sat up, met the eyes of the emperor with no emotion, and then slowly shook his head, "Ming'er no longer has such rebellious thoughts."

The sentence was not long, but he spoke it very slowly, biting each word clearly and then spit it out from the pair of full lips. Gong Guomu, the saint loves to wish that Ming'er will be crowned after death. This is to leave a name and write a biography to record his life, how can Ming'er be a queen?"

Emperor Wu looked at him, and the dragon head on the screen behind him cast a hideous shadow on the carpet between the two because of the candlelight behind him. He beckoned, and the person in front of him fell into his arms softly.

Song Yu's fingertips slid across Xiao Lingming's straight nose, and then tapped lightly between his brows, "Ming'er knows why I am, so I turn a blind eye to you and the third child."

"—The third child can occasionally get lost and push his nose and face, but you can't, you know?"

Xiao Lingming slowly closed his eyes and closed them forcefully, of course he was clear and understood.Song Xian is the son of the emperor who is honored with gold and jade, and is expected to become the prince of the ninety-five year.

what is he...

—He is incomparable.

Different from the undercurrent in the Hanyuan Hall, Ting Yuxuan tonight is destined to be unable to calm down. The side concubine of Prince Rui was frightened and tossed and tossed, and managed to stay up until night. Princess Rui, who fell into the water and was frightened, also had unbearable abdominal pain shortly after the side concubine activated it, and urgently called for a medical order.

"The head of the hospital, please look at what's going on with our empress?" Wen Yuehou was on the side, watching Qian Yun feel the pulse of Yu Ya with a solemn expression, and the wailing and painful cries of the concubine next door when she gave birth echoed in her ears. In front of her eyes was the pale and distorted expression of the young lady who had been with her since she was a child, and she was so anxious that her forehead was wet with sweat.

Qian Yun put away the handkerchief, stood up, but looked hesitant, and looked at Yu Ya who was extremely weak on the bed.

——The words of the emperor are still ringing in my ears, "The third child is fine, but she is staring at the queen's position first, and even attacked the emperor's heir, she is really big-hearted."

Qian Yun is the oldest medical officer in the Royal Hospital, Yu Ya had already suspected that, seeing his ugly face now, she panicked even more uncontrollably, she sat up with one hand on the pillow, "... big, My lord, what's wrong with me...?"

"You..." Qian Yun paused and considered his words, "Your body is weak and difficult to conceive. After many years of depression, coupled with the shock of falling into the water and the cold, just now you have emotional ups and downs, and the cold hurts your body It's hard to get pregnant at all."

Qian Yun spoke very slowly, giving Yu Ya enough time to chew and accept each word.

But Yu Ya didn't seem to understand. She forced her eyes open, and the blood in the whites of her eyes overflowed little by little. She quivered her lips and asked again, "What are you talking about? I...I, I can't understand... Also, please explain.”

Qian Yun sighed, shook his head, and explained to Wenyue, "Please persuade your mother, her body will not survive, and she must be taken care of in the future." He bowed and retreated.

"Qingyue...Qingyue!" Yu Ya called out to her in fear.

"Girl! Girl! Wenyue is here! Wenyue is here!" Wenyue cried and rushed to the side of Yu Ya's bed, knelt on the ground, and firmly held the slender and cold hands of the girl she had followed since childhood.

"No! Wenyue... no!" Yu Ya shook her head blankly, tears streaming down one by one, she regretted it, she really regretted it, "Why did this happen? Will it?"

"I just fell into the water...so short? Why..."

The hair on the side of Yu Ya's face was soaked in the cold sweat from her body, sticking to her forehead, coupled with that bloodless pale face and the sad state at the moment, it really reminded people of the water ghost who died in vain.

Wenyue opened her mouth in vain, and comforted her in vain, "Let's take a look, girl... Let's take another look...Maybe...Maybe..."

But the more she talked, the more powerless she became. Qian Yun is a national player in the court, and he has said it all, so there is nothing left to struggle.

"No!!!!" Yu Ya cried desperately and sternly through the wall, but was completely submerged in the noise of people coming and going in the side hall and the cries of childbirth.

But at this moment, a loud baby crying came clearly from outside the house.

Yu Ya stopped crying abruptly, she blinked emptyly, and pinched Wenyue's hand in a daze.

She murmured to Wenyue amidst the joy and celebration of "I gave birth, it's the grandson of the emperor!" and "The eldest grandson of the emperor!", "Did you hear that? She gave birth to... I can no longer have a child...but her child was born...a boy, the eldest grandson of the Emperor..."

"Why does God treat me like this..." Yu Ya leaned on the pillow and burst into tears.

It shouldn't be like this, she should have gained more sympathy from Song Xian because she sacrificed her life to save her daughter, won Awan as a daughter, won the favor of the imperial concubine, and then gave birth to a son-in-law, and went higher and farther. Go where no one has gone.

How did this happen...

The rustling footsteps outside the hall and the joyful words of people can't penetrate into this magnificent hall, only the lonely moon reflects a dark shadow on the tangled branches in the courtyard, and the woman's hasty whispers and desolate Cry intermittently.

Still stunned, the dream of breaking through the screen window was easily stunned.

……

Song Xian handed the crumpled child in his arms to his aunt in the palace, glanced at Lan Ting who was standing beside him, hesitant to speak, and walked out without a trace.

"what happened?"

"When the side concubine was giving birth, the princess had abdominal pain and urgently called for medical treatment, but they said that... she was frightened by the cold and it would be difficult to conceive. After hearing this, the princess was in great grief, and Wenyue sent someone to invite Her Highness. But then When you accompanied the side concubine to give birth, I didn't bother you." Lan Ting replied in a low voice.

Song Xian walked out and frowned at Lan Ting, "How could it be so serious? Didn't Ya'er be rescued after she fell into the water?"

Lan Ting shook his head, "It was the first doctor in Qian's old hospital, maybe it's because the empress is weak..."

Song Xianyuan had already reached the atrium, but saw that the lights in the main hall were turned off, so he stopped, his face flashed a little moved, as if thinking about the past, "She has always been strong... I am afraid I don't want me to see her like this... That's all."

Because it was late at night, I only sent someone to deliver a message to Hanyuan Hall.

It was already the afternoon of the second day when Song Xian personally brought Ah Wan and the infant Highness to the Han Yuan Hall to announce the good news.

Xu, the emperor and the imperial concubine who accompanied him, were summoned through the hanging curtain because they had just got up.

Because he didn't need to see anyone, Xiao Lingming didn't change his clothes. He wore loose plain clothes with loose hair and leaned half on the emperor's body. He looked sleepy and not in a good mood.

On the other hand, even though Sui'er was kneeling in the corner, she had a happy expression on her face, as if she loved children very much.Xiao Lingming could not fall asleep on the emperor's body only by looking at her lively appearance.

First, Li Fu came up with the baby in her arms and showed it to the emperor. The emperor glanced at him and said hello without emotion, and then asked Song Xian, "Have you thought about a name?"

Song Xian bowed and smiled and replied, "I'm waiting for you, Father, I just took Ah Zhi and called you at will."

"Huaijin held Yu, so he took the word 'Jin'." The emperor took up a pen and wrote it, handed it to Li Fu and handed it to Song Xian.

Song Xian took it with both hands, and thanked him with another salute, "Thank you for the name, the emperor, but it's a pity that the side concubine is not here. After she is fully recovered, I will take her into the palace to thank you."

Emperor Wu casually hummed and said, "Ah Wan will hand it over to Chen..."

Xiao Lingming glanced at Sui'er who stretched out his ears, winked at her, then deliberately sat up straight, and coughed lightly, "Sage, why don't you keep him by my concubine's side?"

Hearing this, Song Xian thought it was wonderful. Although he raised the concubine without children more carefully and properly, but his status was more valuable, and his name was more justified, and this gave him more reasons to go to Zhaoyang Palace. He immediately said: " If the mother and concubine are willing to work hard, the son-in-law will be grateful."

The small actions of Xiao Lingming and Sui'er did not escape Song Yu's eyes at all, but for such insignificant matters, he was always happy to indulge Xiao Lingming, "It's up to you."

Xiao Lingming smiled at Song Yu, and didn't thank Song Yu, but deliberately raised his hand to stroke Song Yu's palm little by little, and gently hooked it, in exchange for a slap from the emperor's feigned anger.

After being beaten, Xiao Lingming obediently withdrew his hand, turned around and pursed his lips until he burst into laughter and confessed, "Hold Awan down, and tell Chen Zhaoyi, and ask her to point out more aunts and palace maids to come over and help you." handle."