Bondage

The imprisoned imperial physician said: "Report to Lord Yin, the Empress is not feeling well, and the Holy Majesty summoned us to Changle Palace."

"I am with you."

After Jirong finished speaking, he also headed towards Changle Palace, and Wan Xiao followed.

A group of people soon arrived at the queen's bedroom, and Song Wan was sitting on the couch, not feeling any discomfort.On the other hand, Shen Qianyu's complexion was not very good, his brows and eyes were condensed and very serious.

"Holy..."

A few people were about to bow down, Shen Qianyu waved his big hand and asked people to come forward to get Song Wan's pulse.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Song Wan stretched out her wrist to let the imperial physician feel her pulse.

After a while, the imperial physician said: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, the empress's pulse is strong and round, as round as a bead, this is the joy pulse."

"Should... Seriously?"

Shen Qianyu's face was ecstatic, he turned his head to look at Song Wan but saw that the joy in her eyebrows and eyes was very pale, and she seemed to be melancholy.

"Wan'er is unwell?"

"Just a little surprised."

Song Wan raised her head and looked at Shen Qianyu with a gentle smile.

"Your Majesty and Empress do not need to worry, your Majesty is in good health, and the pregnancy is extremely stable."

"So I am relieved."

Song Wan nodded, feeling more at ease here.

Shen Qianyu was happy, but also full of worries.

He grew up in the Nanqing Palace since he was a child, and he has seen many pregnant women in the harem, and it is possible that there are very few who gave birth safely. Now that Song Wan is pregnant, after the ecstasy, he is only full of worries.

After pushing everyone away, Shen Qianyu squatted in front of Song Wan and carefully put his hand in front of her abdomen.

"Wan'er, may I touch it?"

"nature."

Song Wan raised her hand and touched Shen Qianyu's cheek, then took his hand and gently pressed it against her abdomen.

"Now that the little guy is still young, my husband can't figure out anything."

"I can."

Song Wan lowered his eyes, and saw the man's serious face, his handsome eyebrows were raised high, and he was concentrating on feeling the touch under his palm. Song Wan looked at him with a smile on his face, slightly pursing his lips and smiling.

"Wan'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Now that the month is still small, it is no different from normal days."

"is it?"

Shen Qianyu frowned: "If Wan'er feels any discomfort, you must tell me."

"Ah."

Song Wan nodded with a smile, stood up and pulled Shen Qianyu up: "Don't worry, your appearance makes me nervous too."

"Don't worry, why worry?"

Shen Qianyu grinned: "The imperial physicians said that this fetus is safe, so it must be safe. Moreover, this little guy is of the blood of the emperor, and his blessings are endless, and he will definitely land in health."

"My child, there is no need to worry."

He looked happy for a while and worried for a while, which made Song Wan laugh.

"Wan'er, go and rest, I have something to do."

Carefully supporting Song Wan to the depths of the bedroom, and half pushing and half coaxing him to sleep, Shen Qianyu hurried out of Changle Palace.

As soon as he left, Song Wan smiled and sat up.

"How can I sleep in this day and night? I'm getting bored again for a while."

Seeing Shen Qianyu go out, Heng Wu stepped forward with a smile and said, "Although my lady said that, I don't know what beauty looks like in my heart, look, look at this look of a smile on my lady's face, she doesn't look like she is upset .”

"Go, you're still joking about your empress."

Pushing Heng Wu aside, Heng Zhi said: "Miss, did you ever feel uncomfortable? If there is any discomfort in your body, you can tell your servant."

"It's okay."

Song Wan smiled warmly: "Why do you both imitate the appearance of the Holy One?"

The few people hadn't finished talking when they saw Shen Qianyu leading the crowd to carry a huge arhat bed into the queen's bedroom.

"Put it here first, don't go inside again."

"What is the Holy One doing?"

Seeing Shen Qianyu ask someone to put the arhat bed in the room, Song Wan asked helplessly.

"You are pregnant and we can't share the same bed, but how can I feel at ease if I don't see you elsewhere? I will sleep here until the baby in your womb is born."

"It's so inconsistent with the rules, and the judge will give an example..."

"They don't do business all day, but they are capable when they stare at the things in my room."

"You two..."

Shen Qianyu pointed to a young eunuch beside him and said: "You two spread my words today, and then said that I have something to say, and let those eunuchs keep their mouths in check. When the late emperor didn't send troops, one or two shut their mouths. If they put their minds on the affairs of my inner palace now, I will hold them accountable for pretending to be dead."

Song Wan frowned when she heard this, Shen Qianyu hurriedly said again: "It's just talking, how could I do such a stupid thing?"

"I'm very polite now, how could I do anything foolish?"

The little lady who often waited by his side listened in, one or two muttered to themselves, his words were really unbelievable.

Song Wan also knew that Shen Qianyu was stubborn, so it was fine if she didn't mention it, but if she mentioned it again, it would make him hate those censors, so she smiled and let him go.

The Queen's pregnancy was soon known by Shang Rong and the others, and while Shen Qianyu was going to court in the daytime, everyone came one by one with congratulatory gifts.

Since Emperor Wen Hui passed away and Shen Qianyu ascended the throne, the few of them completely let go of their worries.

None of them had any ambitions, and they had a very clear understanding of Shen Qianyu's thoughts. They all knew that as long as they didn't have any unreasonable intentions, they would have a good life, so everyone became more lazy and leisurely.

Probably because there is nothing to worry about in the harem, Shang Rong's body is more than half better than before, and now her complexion is rosy, and she looks much healthier than before entering the palace.

After Wu Xixiang and Lu Youyun left, Zhao Nanzhang moved to Qi Qingling's bedroom. The two had similar tastes and temperaments, but now they go in and out together like sisters.Zhang Baozhen was originally timid, but since Lu Youyun passed away, she has seen the world clearly, and now she acts more generously and fearlessly.

Several people heard that Song Wan was pregnant, one or two couldn't be more happy, especially Shang Rong likes lively and cute children the most, as soon as she received the letter, she brought everyone to see Song Wan.

Several people stayed in Changle Palace for a long time, and they didn't want to leave until Shen Qianyu stepped forward.

"How many of them are bothering you again?"

"What's the trouble, I'm bored in the palace, if I don't have Concubine Shang and others to accompany me, I'm afraid I'll be bored..."

Before Song Wan finished speaking, Shen Qianyu hurriedly waved his hands: "Wan'er, don't say anything inauspicious."

The man frowned tightly, and looked at her very vigilantly, as if if Song Wan spoke again, he would step forward and cover her mouth.

Song Wan was so nervous that he wanted to laugh, but still obediently stopped talking.

For some reason, ever since Song Wan found out that she was pregnant, she felt very tired every day, and she couldn't help but feel heavy eyelids after talking to Shen Qianyu.

"Wan'er, go to sleep, I'll be by your side."

"Your Majesty, don't be too tired. If you are tired, go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to rest."

"I know, Wan'er don't care about me."

Pushing Song Wan to rest, Shen Qianyu took the memorial and slowly began to criticize it.

After Song Wan became pregnant, her work and rest were upside down, she often fell asleep during the day and woke up at night, so she woke up around three o'clock today, but when she looked up, she saw that the bedroom was still lit with candles.