Donggong Zhangjiao

Zhongcui Palace.

"Imperial Physician, what's going on with my pregnancy? Is there any serious problem?"

Concubine Yang, who had a pale face, was lying on the couch, the anxiety and regret in her eyes almost overflowing.

"When the queen gave birth to the third prince, she accidentally gave birth prematurely. She lost her body's essence. After so many years of recuperation, it is just right. You can't be careless. Pregnancy makes the mother's body tired and she needs more rest. The queen should not be so overworked. Sad."

Doctor Wu, who was diagnosing her pulse, frowned and persuaded her in a deep voice.

Although she didn't answer Yang Fei's question directly, she could tell that this meant that Yang Fei could no longer work hard and had to rest.

And listening to Dr. Wu's words, Concubine Yang also had a trace of worry in her eyes.

Immediately he whispered, "Sir, tell me the truth. My mother's body is not strong enough. Will the child she is pregnant with be very sick? Is my current condition suitable for childbirth?"

She already had a sick and thin son like the Third Prince, and she couldn't allow herself to have another sick child after finally getting pregnant again.

"Don't worry, my queen. Although my body has been damaged, it has been nursed back to normal and I can give birth normally. It's just that my queen was born prematurely. She is pregnant again. It's like a person with a sprained foot who recovers from the injury. Even if she can be normal, It is true that the baby will be weaker than ordinary people when walking, but as long as you are careful, nothing will happen to you, so I just need to rest the fetus and rest, and you will be fine."

Doctor Wu carefully considered his words and explained to Concubine Yang.

After receiving this answer, Concubine Yang felt temporarily at peace.

At least she can be sure that the child will be healthy, so it doesn't matter what she sacrifices for the time being. It's more important to keep the child.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, raised his hand and gently placed it on his lower abdomen, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Since I need to rest, I'll be obedient and bother Imperial Physician Wu to inform the Emperor and Queen of my pregnancy."

"My minister obeys."

Doctor Wu cupped his hands, picked up the medicine box, and left.

In fact, he had long wanted to tell the truth about Concubine Yang's pregnancy, otherwise he would hide it for Concubine Yang. If something happened, Concubine Yang would not do anything, but he was derelict in his duty, and his head would be lost.

So Doctor Wu moved very quickly.

After leaving Zhongcui Palace, he went straight to Jingqian Palace and informed Pei Yao of the matter.

When he got the news, Pei Yao was reading the military report sent from Northern Xinjiang.

It's good news.

Our army won a great victory. The three young generals Huo Mingxuan, Ye Yunxiao and Yang Chengyu joined forces and after many days of confrontation between the two armies, they carefully planned and fought a beautiful battle.

Especially Yang Chengyu, he captured alive the sixth prince of Shangyang Kingdom who was personally wearing armor and going into battle. He was the son of the most beloved Concubine Yin of the Shangyang Kingdom.

Yang Chengyu had made great achievements in the previous dynasty, but Concubine Yang in the harem now revealed that she was pregnant.

Originally, both of them were happy things, but now they collided together, and both happened to the always ambitious Yang family. Pei Yao's eyes darkened unconsciously.

"Your Majesty, look over at Zhongcui Palace."

Hong Zheng lowered his head and asked quietly from the side.

"Reward." Pei Yao closed the fold, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "Reward according to the rules, and then tell Concubine Yang that I am busy with government affairs and will visit her in the evening."

"Yes."

Hong Zheng responded and retreated.

At this moment, Fuxi was waiting outside. When he saw Hong Zheng coming out, he immediately came up to him.

"Master, why am I not happy to see the emperor? Isn't it a happy event that Concubine Yang is pregnant?"

"Of course it's a happy event. Your Majesty is just worried about state affairs." Hong Zhengdao raised his hand and knocked Fuxi on the head, "Don't have any other thoughts. When you are working in front of the Emperor, you can only have the Emperor in your heart. Don't try to imitate other people's flattery on a hot stove, because there is no need for the fire to cook with oil, which will burn off a layer of your skin."

Fuxi didn't dare to hide. After listening to the master's instructions, he quickly nodded in agreement and tensed up in his heart.The rewards from Jingqian Palace were sent out, and soon the entire harem knew that Concubine Yang was pregnant.

The queen's reward was quickly sent to Zhongcui Palace.

Naturally, other palaces also need to send gifts.

Fang Yun waved his hand and asked Yuan He to send her a pair of famous paintings by Pei Yao, a picture of spring orchids, and a pair of ice blue porcelain vases.

Although there are few things, they are quite valuable.

The painting was done by the world-famous painter Da Qi, and the ice blue porcelain was also a tribute from the south of the Yangtze River that Pei Yao rewarded her with.

It's not that Fang Yun is willing to give it up, but because the fewer things he gives away, the more streamlined they are, and the less likely they are to be manipulated.

She didn't want to be bitten by a jackal.

Concubine Yang was pregnant and needed to rest for a long time. Naturally, the queen immediately gave her an oral message, exempting her from having to pay her respects, and not allowing her to assist in the affairs of the Sixth Palace.

Therefore, the part that was originally under the control of Concubine Yang also fell on Fang Yun's head.

Because there are only two people in charge, the division is not so obvious anymore. The general affairs of the harem are almost jointly managed by Fang Yun and the queen.

Even when the queen is pregnant, Fang Yun is taking care of almost everything except the most important things.

Pei Yao felt sorry for Fang Yun and spoke immediately.

It is said that the Queen and Concubine Yang are pregnant, and Concubine Zhao is working hard to assist in managing the Sixth Palace. Anyone who dares to displease Concubine Zhao and cause trouble will be severely punished.

With Pei Yao's support, even though Fang Yun was the only one among the three high-ranking harem people who was not pregnant, no one dared to look down upon her.

As for Fang Yun, even though he holds great power, he is not willing to take care of everything.

Within a few days, I chose a sunny afternoon and went to Jingqian Palace.

"Concubine, please send your regards to the emperor." Fang Yun bowed.

Pei Yao waved to her, "Sit down, why are you here now?"

"Some of the white plum blossoms in the palace have bloomed. I and my two children picked some with their own hands, steamed them dry, supplemented them with pine needles and other things, sewed them into a refreshing sachet, and sent them to the emperor."

Fang Yun was wearing crescent-white clothes today. The loose skirt was tied up with a jade belt, making him look lazy, elegant, slender and gentle.

Her satin-like black hair was styled in a bun with hanging flowers, held in place only by a pair of white jade hairpins. Her white and tender earrings were blown red by the cold wind, which made the pair of pearl pendants on her ears even more radiant and soft like hers. .

The woman's eyebrows were stretched, and her eyes seemed to be filled with bright moonlight, which only made people think that the early-blooming white plum she just said was her.

As she approached, Pei Yao could already smell Duan Qinxue's plum fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose. He didn't know whether it was from her body or the sachet she handed over.

But it didn't matter. Pei Yao had already held her hand and asked her to sit down next to him.

"I also said I would go see you tonight, but I didn't expect you to come first."

"Perhaps I have some kind of connection with the emperor?" Fang Yue pursed his lips and smiled, and joked, "I sneezed when I came here. I think it's because the emperor was thinking about me."

"I think you are too weak to withstand the cold wind and have caught a cold."

Pei Yao looked at her with half blame and half distress, then turned to give instructions.

"Hong Zheng, ask someone to make a cup of ginger tea for Concubine Zhao."

"Yes." Hong Zheng responded and retreated.

Fang Yun smiled and thanked him, and then said, "Speaking of being weak, I still have something to talk to the emperor about today. I think that Concubine Yang is pregnant, and her diet should be more refined. How about... Let’s set up a separate small kitchen for Zhong Cuigong.” (End of Chapter)