Quickly wear, pregnant lady, the male protagonist who has no descendants loves her like crazy

Time flies and it is now March. At this time, Jinjin Qiao has been pregnant for three months. Yesterday, I heard that the imperial physician had examined her pulse and everything was fine.

After the palace banquet that day, all the ministers remained quiet for a while and dared not mention the matter of asking the emperor to appoint a crown prince again.

Concubine Yu saw that her health had recovered, but the Emperor not only did not ask for her to be the Queen, he did not even intend to give her the power to manage the six palaces.

This made her a little restless. "Qing'er, go check which palace the emperor has been to this month to rest."

Qing'er's shoulders trembled, and after a moment's hesitation, she said, "My Lady."

Concubine Yu glanced at her and said angrily:

Qing'er knelt down immediately, not daring to raise her head. "I have a fellow villager working in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He said...he said..."

Qing Er gritted her teeth and said, "He said that the emperor is either resting in Kunning Palace or Qianqing Palace, and has never stayed overnight with other concubines."

Concubine Yu frowned, a little puzzled. "Doesn't the emperor often visit Concubine Shu and Concubine Xian? He has even been to Concubine Liu's place."

Qing'er looked up at Concubine Yu's expression and said, "I guess the emperor didn't stay overnight, and they thought they were the only ones who didn't keep the emperor, so they didn't dare to speak out for fear of losing face."

Concubine Yu gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I underestimated Concubine Yuan. She actually monopolized the emperor for so long. I thought she was an honest person who stayed in Kunning Palace, but I didn't expect her to be the most ambitious."

"My queen, what do we need to do?" Qing'er asked cautiously.

"Heh," Concubine Yu sat up straight and said, "Get up, don't kneel anymore."

"If I tell this to Concubine Shu, Concubine Xian, and Concubine Liu, they will be even angrier than I am."

The weather is just right today, the sun is shining brightly, there is a gentle breeze, and new buds have already grown on the trees.

Mo Liyuan and Qiao Jinjin were sitting in the carriage leaving the palace. Qiao Jinjin had changed her appearance and this time she was a pretty young woman.

"Your Majesty, where are you taking me?"

Mo Liyuan picked up the cake on the small table and handed it to Qiao Jinjin, saying, "Let's just be an ordinary couple today and go for a walk on the street."

"Don't call me emperor, call me husband"

When Qiao Jinjin looked up at Mo Liyuan's current appearance, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. No one would have thought that this bearded Khan was the emperor.

"Yes, yes, my husband."

Mo Liyuan nodded and said, "Yes, Madam."

The streets were crowded with people, and street vendors had already set up their stalls long ago, and the sound of hawking their wares could be heard everywhere.

Mo Liyuan protected Qiao Jinjin tightly. Although there were secret guards protecting her all around, he was still afraid that she might get hurt.

"Slow down"

Qiao Jinjin is very excited now, and everything she sees is new to her.

"Husband, wontons, there are wontons"

"I want to eat"

Looking at Qiao Jinjin's bright big eyes, how could Mo Liyuan refuse?

"Uncle, give me a bowl of wontons."

In order to make it more realistic, Mo Liyuan deliberately spoke loudly, and his rough voice made Qiao Jinjin's mouth twitch again.

This wonton stall was set up by an elderly couple. A woman wearing a coarse linen shirt was squatting on the ground, carefully washing the bowls in a basin.

Jinjin Qiao looked at the woman carefully and frowned. The woman was too thin. Under her rolled-up sleeves, her thin arms were covered with scars, which were old scars that had already healed.

"What are you looking at, ma'am?"

Mo Liyuan followed Qiao Jinjin's gaze and didn't care.

Aunt Qiao shook her head. When the old woman brought the cooked wontons, she asked a question.

"Madam, is this girl your daughter?"

The old woman looked back, eyes full of pity, "Hey, madam, you don't know, some time ago, when my old man and I were preparing to close the stall, this girl knelt on the ground and begged for a meal."

"My old man and I felt sorry for her and she was homeless, so we took her in. We just happened to be childless, so we let her help with the chores, so she wouldn't go hungry."

Jinjin Qiao nodded. It seemed that the old couple were also kind people.

"Make way, make way, it doesn't matter if we bump into each other"

A few arrogant voices diverted Qiao Jinjin's attention.

I saw a carriage coming from a distance and stopped in front of a jewelry store across the road. The person who got out of the carriage was Qiao Zhenzhen.

Jinjin Qiao curled her lips and sneered. It was quite a grand ceremony.

When he turned around and was about to continue eating wontons, he saw the woman squatting on the ground looking at Qiao Zhenzhen with hatred in her eyes.

Oh, Qiao Jinjin raised her eyebrows and said, "Husband, I want to take this woman away."

Mo Liyuan frowned and asked in a low voice, "Why? Does Madam feel sorry for her?"

Qiao Jinjin raised a finger and shook it. "Because this is a woman who hates Qiao Zhenzhen to the core, taking her away might be helpful."

Mo Liyuan narrowed his eyes and glanced at the woman, agreeing with what Qiao Jinjin said.

After eating the wontons, Mo Liyuan placed a silver ingot on the table and said, "Uncle, Madam, my wife is very satisfied with the taste of the wontons, so I give you this silver as a reward."

The old woman waved her hands repeatedly to refuse until Aunt Qiao personally put the silver ingot into her hand.

"Auntie, I want this girl to go home with me. Can you ask her if she is willing to go with us?"

"This..." The old woman hesitated for a moment and said, "Why don't I call her over and ask her in person, madam?"

After seeing Qiao Jinjin nod, the old woman walked over to the girl.

After hearing what the old woman said, the woman looked up at Aunt Qiao, stood up, wiped her hands, and limped over.

"Thank you for your kindness, Madam. However, I am afraid that my frail body cannot serve you."

Hearing the woman's voice like a broken gong, Qiao Jinjin was stunned for a moment.

He leaned close to the woman's ear and whispered, "No need to wait on me. I have the same enemy as you, so maybe I can let you take revenge yourself."

After saying that, he pointed to the opposite side.

The woman opened her eyes wide, gritted her teeth and knelt on the ground. "Zixin, thank you Madam for taking me in."

Zi Xin? The maidservant beside Qiao Zhenzhen?

Qiao Jinjin didn't say anything else, but proposed to Mo Liyuan to arrange Zi Xin in a house on the outskirts of the city and leave someone to take care of her.

The two did not return to the palace until the sun was about to set.

Ma De was waiting early on the road leading back to the palace. When he saw the carriage, he quickly took a step and got on.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, since you two are not in the palace today, the harem is very lively."

Mo Liyuan and Qiao Jinjin looked at each other. Qiao Jinjin was more curious and started asking.

"What happened? Tell me quickly."

Ma De shook his head and smacked his lips and said, "I wonder if the queen still remembers Mei Jieyu who can make poison."

Qiao Jinjin stared at the strand of hair that stood up on Ma De's head without blinking and said, "Isn't she Mei Jieyu who was imprisoned in the cold palace? Of course I remember her."

Before Mad could reply, a bony hand reached out from the carriage, grabbed the strand of hair, and said in a flat voice, "Comb your hair neatly next time."

"Ouch!" Mad covered his head with his hands, grimacing, tears streaming down his face.