After Ji Huai returned to the imperial study, the doctor Li was already waiting respectfully. +++ Popular Tanmei Novels: lightnovelpub.net

"How is Concubine Shu's body?" Ji Huai sat on the dragon chair, looking at Doctor Li.

"Going back to the emperor, the minister will give the pulse of the concubine Shu to see the pulse..." Grand Physician Li bowed his hand and said after a pause, and then continued, "It seems, it seems to be a happy pulse, but the month is too small, the minister only has Halfway sure, not sure."

The emperor once told him that Concubine Shu should not be pregnant and asked about contraceptive methods. Now Concubine Shu might be pregnant, so he naturally didn't dare to say it in public.

Ji Huai frowned and thought deeply.

Seeing this, the doctor Li also had a complicated expression, and he bit his head and said, "The concubine Shu's monthly events are still in the future, and she can also fake the appearance of the coming months."

When the words fell, he did not dare to look up, and his heart was trembling. This was a brutality to the prince. The emperor behind the scenes was still the emperor, and he was also anxious.

Nowadays, the sage is calm and restrained than Emperor Xian, and is dedicated to governing the court. Song Jiashu is very popular, and it is bound to be suppressed. Song Wan is actually a playful person.

"How to forge?" Ji Huai frowned unhappy.

Madam Li buried his head lower, thinking that he was upset because Concubine Shu might be pregnant, so he clasped his fist and said, "The minister can add a few medicines to the prescription for the treatment of heatstroke, just like a concubine, Empress Shu. There should be no doubt."

Moreover, I will never know that this child has flowed away silently.

After he finished speaking, he didn't speak any more, waiting for the person above to speak.

The emperor's order decided that the child in Concubine Shu's belly should stay.

Father Yuanhai, who was on the side, did not dare to speak, holding his breath, waiting for the emperor's command.

The way the emperor loves a woman does not depend on how much petting or rewarding, the child is the standard to measure. If the child can't be born, this petting is nothing but a false name.

Ji Huai put his hand on the table and tapped gently without a moment, raising his eyebrows, and slowly speaking under the tight nerves of the two of them, "If Concubine Shu is really pregnant, this baby must be given birth safely. ."

Hearing that, both the emperor Li and the father-in-law of Yuanhai raised their heads, their eyes were surprised, especially the emperor Li, who still felt a little wrong. In the past, the emperor had said that Concubine Shu could not be pregnant.

"What I want is for the safety of both of them, and neither of them is allowed to make mistakes." Ji Huai's thin lips lightly opened, and his voice sinked slightly.

Physician Li quickly handed over his hands and promised, "The minister will follow the order and must do everything he can to protect his mother."

"In the future, please keep the Ping An pulse more frequently, and let her know when you are sure." Ji Huai said, already reaching out for the twists and turns, looking down.

"Yes."

"Get down."

"The minister retires."

When the doctor Li left, only Yuanhai Father-in-law was left in the house. He walked over to study ink and smiled and said, "If the concubine Shu has a baby, the palace will be more lively, and the slaves are also looking forward to her being pregnant. "

It seems that Concubine Shu's love is really real. After staying with the emperor for a long time, it is necessary to observe what she says and see what happens.

Ji Huai wrote the review on the turnaround, and said as he wrote, "I'm really pregnant, she will toss me more and it will be lively."

Having said that, Yuan Hai looked at his master without any discomfort on his face, and he was in a very good mood.

"Emperor Shu still takes the emperor as the most important thing, and she just gave the gift in the past. It is said that the empress has already taken out the tea and waited for the emperor to make tea in the evening." Duke Yuanhai didn't think he had thoughts about Concubine Shu, and praised him." The minion also heard that Niangniang is very good in tea art, and the emperor has praised it in the past."

"Xianhuang just praised it casually." Ji Huai disapproved.

Father Yuanhai hesitated at first hearing it, and the other party continued to speak, "The temperament of Concubine Shu is very grueling. If she is really pregnant, I will make her a noble concubine, so as not to say that I have treated her badly. "

The tone was not rushed or slow, if he thought that it would be a big mistake to appease the matter, Duke Yuanhai was so shocked that he knelt down to Concubine Shu in his heart.

When you are pregnant, you have to be a noble concubine. I don’t know if it’s a princess or a prince. It’s one thing to be able to give birth safely. When the first emperor was still alive, he was extremely fond of Xiangmao, and he didn’t do anything about passing over. Compared with this, it’s a little witch. See Da Wu.

This grace is really extraordinary, he will never dare to neglect Concubine Shu in the future.

Night fell.

As soon as he learned that the emperor could not go to Jingyang Palace to eat, Father Yuanhai hurriedly sent his apprentice to Jingyang Palace to inform him, but he didn't dare to let that person wait in vain.

Afterwards, Father Yuanhai continued to study ink and accompanied his master to the end of the night. After reading the last book, Ji Huai stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows with a tired face.

Grandpa Yuanhai treats you with tea.

He also served the first emperor. Compared with the first emperor, although the current sage is decisive, he is indeed diligent in government and loves the people, strict in self-discipline, and is a wise emperor to the people of the country.

All the mess left by the first emperor was also carried down by him.

"Stop drinking, I have to go to Jingyang Palace." Ji Huai waved his hand and stood up and walked out.

Father Yuanhai also walked out quickly, and then a sharp voice came, "Set the Jingyang Palace."

At this time, Jingyang Palace.

Song Wan sat on the chair with her hands on the table, propped her forehead, and slowly closed her head. She opened her eyes again and again, looking at the door at the first glance.

Qinghe shook her head at her.

The emperor has not come yet.

Song Wan sighed, "Is the water still burning?"

"It's still burning." Qinghe replied.

"The emperor won't let the pigeons of the palace?" She continued to hold her head with her hands and yawned.

If it is let go, she will definitely be sad, and she must be compensated by the emperor, and she will not be easily coaxed.

As soon as this thought came up, Song Wan herself was shocked. For some reason, she is now becoming more and more coquettish to the emperor. After all, the emperor is too accustomed to her, and she is afraid that she is a little bit proud.

"How come? The emperor came later in the past, and the emperor will definitely come back." Qinghe was very confident and said vowedly.

Before Song Wan could examine herself carefully, the voice of Father Yuanhai came from the door, "The emperor is here."

"Niang, the emperor is here."

"The emperor is here."

The minions of Jingyang Palace were more excited than the others, and hurry to prepare.

When Ji Huai came in, he happened to see Song Wan deliberately covering her mouth and yawning. Her beautiful eyes were misty and more charming. She looked at him softly and moved forward gently with her slender waist. The voice raised slightly, "The concubine body is almost becoming a confidant's stone. I wonder why the emperor hasn't come yet, and I thought if I missed the emperor's vision too much."

His small mouth was delicate and smooth, one piece and one piece, Ji Huai took the person in his arms, couldn't help but pecked twice, and said warmly, "Didn't I say that I will be busier today? If you are sleepy, go to sleep first."

"It's one thing to know, it's another thing to miss the emperor." Song Wan lightly leaned on his waist, and when he walked to the chair, she just sat on his leg. "The concubine still remembers to give it to the emperor. Make tea."

"Pubbing."

Song Wan didn't leave his lap either, pretending to be sideways to prepare, Yu Guang turned away from the person behind her, and then, her waist was wrapped by a hand, and the corner of her mouth was smiling, and then she stretched out her hand generously to take it. cup.

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