Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 61
Feng Jin's heart skipped a beat. Seeing the anticipation and joy that could not be hidden in Wuming's eyes, she had mixed feelings in her heart, and forced a smile, "You really want a child?"

Wuming hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead, "This subordinate actually doesn't like children, I always think that children cry all day long and can't speak, which is very annoying, but if it is born by His Majesty, this subordinate will like it very much. "

He said, smiling with some embarrassment, "Your Majesty doesn't like children, only the children born for me by Your Majesty, will Your Majesty think I'm unreasonable?"

Feng Jin shook her head, smiled slightly, the smile was a bit bitter, "How could it be?"

Wuming observed the expression on her face, and took the bitterness in her smile into his eyes. Wuming's heart moved, and most of his joy went away, "Does Your Majesty not like children? Or don't you like having children?"

Feng Jin forced a smile, "Now that I am an emperor, my position is precarious. If I have a child, wouldn't I let him suffer with me?"

When she said this, she didn't dare to look directly into Wuming's eyes, for fear of seeing the disappointment and sadness in his eyes, but to her surprise, Wuming didn't say anything, just hugged her tightly, and said softly, "Your Majesty doesn't want to be born , then let’s not give birth, in fact, the subordinates don’t like children very much, sometimes when they go out to perform tasks, they often hear other people’s children crying all night, it’s very difficult, so it’s okay not to have children.”

He said just now that he liked the child she bore for him, but now he backtracked, Feng Jin's eyes turned hot, she was nameless, clumsy and sincere, even to comfort others, she couldn't find the best words.

Wuming hugged her, and suddenly thought of something, "What if there is one?"

Nestled in his arms, Feng Jin's eyes became hot, and a tear welled up in her eyes. She swallowed the tears back desperately, and said softly, "If there is, then it will happen naturally."

Wuming's arms around her waist suddenly tightened, and it took a while before she whispered, "Why don't you ask the imperial physician to feel His Majesty's pulse, as the book says, the woman is tired, lethargic, and eating poorly, it's... "

"It's a sign of pregnancy, I know it! You don't need to remind me again and again!"

Feng Jin's voice suddenly rose, as if a little angry, Wuming fell silent immediately, patted her on the back comfortingly, and said softly, "If Your Majesty is tired, please sleep a little longer."

Feeling the concession and tolerance in the words without a name, Feng Jin felt bitter and sad, and even more guilty.

She nestled in his arms silently, no longer speaking.

After an unknown amount of time, when Wuming thought she had fallen asleep, Feng Jin suddenly called out, "Green clothes!"

Lu Yi opened the door and came in, and asked softly through the bead curtain, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"Go to the imperial hospital and invite an imperial doctor, who is best at gynecology."

Lv Yi was taken aback, and suddenly raised her head, she could see the joy on her face through the bead curtain, she responded crisply, turned around and trotted out.

Feng Jin's heart was even more bitter, everyone was happy, but she couldn't be happy.

Soon, the first imperial doctor of the imperial hospital followed the green clothes into the bedroom.

"Your Majesty has often felt sleepy and lethargic recently, and your appetite has lost a lot?"

Doctor Zhang first asked about Feng Jin's symptoms, and Lu Yi kept nodding beside her.

Imperial Physician Zhang took a look at Feng Jin's complexion first, and began to feel her pulse. Wuming stared at Imperial Physician Zhang intently from the side, full of anticipation.

Doctor Zhang first took the pulse of one hand, and the expression on his face became a little strange, and then began to take the pulse of the other hand. become nervous.

"Is Your Majesty pregnant?"

The impatient green clothes asked quickly, Doctor Zhang shook his head, "From the pulse condition, His Majesty is not pregnant."

Green Yi's face immediately turned down. Although Wuming was a little disappointed, he was more disturbed because the expression on Imperial Doctor Zhang's face was too solemn, "Doctor Zhang, is there something wrong with your majesty's pulse?"

"Your Majesty, she—"

Just as Doctor Zhang was about to speak, Feng Jin's deep and cold eyes shot over vaguely. Doctor Zhang's heart shuddered, and he took a deep look at Feng Jin, before continuing, "Your Majesty is feeling cold, don't you?" It is good for pregnancy, even if you are pregnant, the fetus is not strong, if you want a healthy and beautiful prince and daughter, you have to take care of it first."

When Wuming heard this, he immediately asked, "How to take care of it? Is it difficult to take care of it?"

"It's not difficult, probably take care of—"

Grand Physician Zhang subconsciously glanced at Feng Jin, and then said, "A year or two of recuperation will be enough."

After Wuming heard this, he felt relieved, and carefully took notes on the recuperation methods that Doctor Zhang said, including the medicinal materials, food, and how to cook them all.

When Grand Physician Zhang said these things, he secretly glanced at Feng Jin from time to time.

What puzzled him was that Her Majesty was very calm, as if she knew her physical condition well.

Half an hour later, Imperial Physician Zhang was able to leave the Queen's bedroom. Before leaving the door, Imperial Physician Zhang turned his head inexplicably. In the depths of the magnificent palace, the leader of the secret guard who often accompanied His Majesty had been gently comforting the Empress. Worrying, the body will recover, and the empress always has a faint smile on her lips.

I don't know if she felt Doctor Zhang's gaze, the Queen turned her face, her cold eyes fell on Doctor Zhang, just one glance made Doctor Zhang feel cold all over, she didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurried out with her head down. door to go.

As soon as he returned to the rest room of the Imperial Medical Office, Doctor Zhang slumped in a chair, his back covered in cold sweat. He wanted to pour himself a cup of tea to calm himself down, but his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even hold the teapot steadily. Tea was spilled everywhere.

Doctor Zhang drank several cups of tea in a row, and sat for a long time before he came to his senses. He wanted to go back to the imperial hospital to sort out the herbs, but found that his robe was wet from the tea spilled earlier, so he had to go behind the screen to change. clothes.

When Doctor Zhang lowered his head and straightened his clothes and walked out of the screen, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right. He suddenly raised his head and saw a person sitting on a chair, looking at him with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were bitingly cold.

Doctor Zhang's complexion changed, he quickly raised the corner of his robe, and knelt on the ground respectfully, "The old minister sees His Majesty, I don't know what is your Majesty's business here?"

Feng Jin just looked at Imperial Physician Zhang like that, didn't tell him to get up, and didn't say a word, until there were beads of sweat on Imperial Physician Zhang's forehead, and then slowly said, "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Doctor Zhang stood by the side with his hands down, waiting for his fate in fear and anxiety. After taking the Queen's pulse and knowing the Queen's secret, Doctor Zhang knew that this matter would not be good.

If he was going to die, he hoped not to hurt his family.

"What did you see today?"

Doctor Zhang's knees softened, and he knelt on the ground again, "The old minister didn't see anything."

"Speak! If what you say satisfies me, I will forgive you for not guilty. If you say something wrong..."

Feng Jin didn't continue, but Imperial Physician Zhang understood. There was a turbulent wave in his heart, and his back was already soaked in cold sweat. Looking at Her Majesty who was standing tall in front of him, Imperial Physician Zhang gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty's body is too cold. , although women belong to yin, and cold body is common, but His Majesty's situation is different from ordinary people, it is much more serious, I'm afraid..."

"Afraid of what?"

Imperial Physician Zhang pondered for a long time, carefully considered his words, and said cautiously, "I'm afraid, the matter of heirs will be extremely difficult."

"difficult?"

Feng Jin smiled softly and curled his lips, "I'm afraid it's more than that?"

Imperial Physician Zhang was startled, and subconsciously looked at Feng Jin, "Your Majesty, you know everything?"

Feng Jin was always smiling, with a bitter smile. Doctor Zhang stared at her blankly, and sighed for a long time, "Your Majesty, this matter..."

"You know this, I know, you can't let a third person know about it, remember? Especially..."

Especially nameless.

Doctor Zhang sighed, "Since Your Majesty already knew that it was impossible for the heirs to be superior, why did you let the old minister take the pulse? The old minister saw that the unnamed leader was so concerned about His Majesty's recuperation, and he chased the old minister to ask all kinds of details. Bear."

"Let him hold on to hope. It's enough for me to bear this kind of suffering alone. Why let him know how sad it is?"

Looking at the reddish eyes of the Queen, Imperial Physician Zhang frowned, "Actually, the last time Your Majesty was burnt, the old minister took His Majesty's pulse, and I already noticed that His Majesty's pulse was unusual, but I was not sure, and now I am sure. In the past, the old minister also I often give His Majesty the pulse of peace, at that time His Majesty's pulse was fine, why did it suddenly become like this?"

"because--"

Feng Jin pursed her lips into a smile, a tear fell from the corner of her eye, "This is God's punishment!"

(End of this chapter)