The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 447
Although Wu Gege is young, he is very obedient. Seeing that the expression on Huang'er Niang's face was not right, he immediately came over and tugged at her sleeve: "Huang Er Niang!"

The smile on her face disappeared, she raised her head and stared nervously at Gu Yaoyao.

Dailan and Erman beside them also tensed up, and hurried forward to support the Empress Empress: "Your Majesty!"

Gu Yaoyao patted their hands and comforted: "It's okay, don't make a fuss."

Gu Yaoyao felt that he probably used too much melons and fruits.

Melons and fruits are always cold, not to mention that she ate little for lunch and didn't have time for dinner. Eating so much fruit on an empty stomach would naturally cause her stomach to feel a little uncomfortable.

At this time, the variety of melons and fruits offered to the Old Summer Palace is dizzying.

Yinzhen doted on her alone, and among Qingyan in Kyushu, the fragrance of melons and fruits often overwhelmed the fragrance of flowers.

Gu Yaoyao thought so, so she just said that she would go back and change her clothes, and let Concubine Ning take charge of the place for herself first.

Just right—the concubines who succeeded in begging just now can also be rewarded.

The rewards are all beautiful small sachets in the shape of lotus flowers, but instead of spices, they are filled with jewels.

The concubines who got the sachet were overjoyed, Gu Yaoyao smiled slightly when she saw it, and stretched out her hand to Wugege.

Wu Gege immediately stepped forward to hold Gu Yaoyao's hand, and obediently went back with Huang Erniang.

……

Later, the beggar's concubines saw that the queen seemed to be losing interest, so they went back to their residences tactfully.After all, this is just the Qiqiao Festival - the celebration in the Old Summer Palace is not as standard as the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Yinzhen also came back from Qinzheng Qinxian Palace.

Just now, after entering Qingyan of Kyushu, some palace servants came over and said that the empress... seems a little uncomfortable.

Yinzhen's expression changed when he heard the news - even though he was not terrified when he heard the news now, his heart was tense.

He stepped in immediately.

In the warm pavilion, the lights were hanging brightly. Gu Yaoyao sat behind the curtain, propped his chin with one hand, and looked at the gift list in front of him with energy—this is for the concubines, concubines, princes and princesses in the palace during the Mid-Autumn Festival. reward.

Wugege held a toy made of brocade in his hand, and sat obediently beside her.

When Yinzhen saw that Gu Yaoyao was still able to read the gift list, she immediately felt relieved—she had never been so desperate.

If she was really sick, she would definitely lie in bed.

Since people can still have this spirit, it is not serious.

He lifted his feet and walked over, Wu Gege raised his head and saw that Wansui was coming, immediately put down the toy in his arms, got up and obediently saluted him: "My daughter pays tribute to Huang Ama!"

Yin stroked Wugege's little head, and sat down in the past, looking at Gu Yaoyao's face, then stretched out his hand to test the temperature of her forehead with the back of his hand, looking at a pot of hot fruit tea on the table, still smoldering smoke.

"Where is the discomfort? Did you call the imperial physician?"

He asked her worriedly, and at the same time, his eyes slipped around Erman's face who was standing beside him.

Erman came forward and whispered: "Return to the words of the Long Live Lord. The imperial physician..."

She looked a little embarrassed, and secretly glanced at the empress.

Gu Yaoyao tugged at Yinzhen's sleeve, and lightly hooked his fingers: "The concubine didn't ask them to call the imperial doctor—it doesn't matter, the concubine drank some hot fruit tea just now, it's much better."

After hearing this, Xu Zhen shook his head, raised his hand, and said bluntly to the servant next to him, "Biography."

Several people agreed, and then went outside.

……

Gu Yaoyao blinked, but could only smile at Yinzhen.

In fact, the feeling of nausea and vomiting was just a moment ago in the garden.

After entering the Nuan Pavilion, the temperature here is high, and I drank some hot tea—the stomach was warm, and the uncomfortable feeling subsided immediately.

Although she, as the empress, could summon the entire Imperial Hospital even if she wanted to, but she really didn't want to call.

Too troublesome.

Yinzhen stretched out his hand to pull her up, regardless of her saying that she was fine, and directly pressed her on the edge of the bed.

He supported her waist and asked her to lie down: "I have to let the imperial doctor take a look, so I can rest assured."

While talking, he took the pillow to lean on her, and at the same time he lifted the hem of his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed.

Yinzhen stretched out his hand and gently touched Gu Yaoyao's cheek, Gu Yaoyao tilted his head obediently, and poured his face onto his palm.

A smile appeared on the corner of Yinzhen's lips, and the other hand stroked her slender shoulder, slipped slightly along the sleeve, and finally held Gu Yaoyao's hand.

He tightly clenched her palm, and said solemnly: "Don't take minor problems for granted!"

……

After a while, the doctor came over.

Ever since the incident with the third elder brother, Long Live blamed the Tai Hospital. In such a short period of one or two years, the Tai Hospital has changed a lot of people.

The imperial doctor who came here now heard that the empress was feeling unwell and was feeling sick, so she had already thought about it on the way.

... Although the empress is no longer young, after all, she has been favored for many years, and now she lives with Wan Sui in Qingyan, Kyushu. The empress is very loving.

……

After arriving in Qingyan, Kyushu, and saluting to the Long Live Empress, the ladies of the court brought the embroidered pier over to the imperial doctor and sat down.

Gu Yaoyao was afraid that the imperial physician would prescribe another bunch of extremely painful medicines, and then she would be stared at by Yinzhen again, so she had to drink it obediently.

So she rushed to speak first: "I already feel that there is nothing wrong with it, and it was just a little bloating just now. The imperial doctor can take a look, and there is no need to prescribe a prescription."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and blinked at Yinzhen.

Yinzhen could only stare at her with a straight face.

Now the group of people in the Tai Hospital are very flexible in handling things, and they are no longer as pedantic as the group of people in the past.Hearing the empress's orders, the imperial physician immediately agreed repeatedly, and said respectfully: "The empress has the blessing of longevity and virtue, so she is naturally in good health, but just to be on the safe side, Rong Chen will take a pulse for the empress. That's good too!"

While he was talking, he watched Long Live Lord slightly nodding beside him.

After the imperial doctor finished his examination, he still had the same smile on his face, got up and calmly knelt down to Wansui: "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Then he got up and changed the direction, kowtowed to the head of the bed again, and said loudly: "Congratulations, empress!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the room was refreshed.

Only Yinzhen didn't move.

He settled on the chair for a while, looked at Gu Yaoyao on the bed, and then looked at her stomach—as if the surprise came so suddenly that he couldn't believe it.

He leaned forward and stared at the imperial physician, his tone was even a little cautious, as if he was afraid of accidentally puncturing the happiness that was about to come out: "Where does the joy come from?"

The imperial doctor said decisively: "The empress is already pregnant, more than one month old."

At the same time, he looked at Erman and Dailan, the empress's personal servants, who were serving by the bed.

This means to ask them—the status of the empress's change of clothes.

(End of this chapter)