The Virtuous Concubine

After the system understood what was going on, it began to calculate frantically. After constantly fissioning and deducing various possibilities, the system said it had accepted its fate. It could only advise Malu to be careful and to always carry pregnancy-preserving drugs with him.

Malu nodded, and after a while he slowly said, "Thank you."

The system replied after a while: "Then you should spend more points so that I can upgrade sooner."

Malu was so angry at its skin-stripping personality that she laughed. But after saying this, she remembered: "Oh, my brain is really not working well because I'm pregnant. You said you're about to level up, will you be offline by then? What if I'm in danger? It doesn't matter if I can't contact you anyway. You're useless. But can the props still be used?"

The system was completely indifferent to Malu's attack. It had been numbed by the scolding for a while. It thought for a while and said, "I will definitely not be there at that time. So why don't you choose to confine yourself during that time? I will prepare some updates in advance as soon as possible."

Malu decided not to worry about it anymore and would deal with it later. After all, the sooner you upgrade, the sooner you can enjoy it. If you wait until the child is born before upgrading, wouldn't the child be in greater danger?

But she really hadn't figured out how to plan it. She was so anxious that she had a blister on the corner of her mouth these days, and it hurt to eat anything. After finally healing herself with herbal medicine, she returned to the imperial court and continued to serve tea with Aunt Shu Yu, so as not to pollute the noble's eyes.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't seen Malu for some time. When Kangxi saw the beauty again today, he smelled a special fragrance. When he was about to carefully distinguish it, he realized that he might have neglected this clever woman during this period of time.

Seeing her looking at him lovingly, as if her eyes were glued to him, Kangxi's heart was also slightly moved. When Aunt Shu Yu led the people to prepare to go down, he simply asked Liang Jiugong to leave Ma Lu to serve him with writing.

Malu stepped forward, took some water and poured it on the inkstone, and began to grind the ink ingot in circles horizontally on the inkstone. She had been practicing calligraphy for a long time, so she was used to grinding ink.

Although Kangxi had a beautiful woman by his side, he was ready to finish reading the memorial first. Smelling her fragrance, Kangxi felt that he couldn't concentrate today and just wanted to look at her more.

Kangxi forced himself to focus on the content of the memorial, and it felt better. Unexpectedly, as he was marking, he slowly noticed some differences. Today, he just felt that his red-ink comments were so smooth.

He looked up at Malu, who was concentrating on grinding ink, and didn't even glance at Kangxi. This focused look made Kangxi feel a little uncomfortable, and seeing her white wrists frosted with cinnabar splashed from grinding ink, he simply threw the paper away and took Malu's hand.

When Kangxi made this move, the servants around him all left tactfully, leaving Kangxi and Malu alone. Seeing that everyone had left, Malu smiled and said, "Your Majesty actually disturbed me while I was grinding ink. How unreasonable."

Kangxi was stunned by Malu's teasing, but then he laughed. He let go of Malu's hand and gently held her fingertips.

"Where did you learn how to grind ink? You're quite skilled." Kangxi was in a good mood, stroking Malu's fingers as if he were playing with some jade, and asked casually. Malu let him pinch her hands and just smiled and said, "Isn't this the same as kneading dough? Just knead it evenly."

Kangxi laughed when he heard this: "You are a man of insight, both vulgar and elegant!"

Malu smiled slightly. She knew that her ink was well ground. If I write something later, wouldn't it scare you? She responded softly, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. It is my honor to serve you."

Kangxi's eyes flashed with satisfaction. He liked Malu's beauty and passion, as well as her intelligence and modesty. He pulled Malu closer and hugged her tightly. The fragrance of her daughter became stronger, which was really intoxicating.

His eyes fell on the piece of her skin stained with cinnabar, and Kangxi could not help but stretch out his hand and rub it repeatedly, until even his own hands were stained with the color.

The man's rough fingertips gently stroked the back of Malu's hand, extremely gently. Malu couldn't help but shudder and closed her eyes. She was shaking, but still trying to open herself to accept him.

The South Study was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The only sounds that could be heard were the two people's slightly rapid breathing and the faint sound of water.

Kangxi looked at Malu's fluttering eyelashes and tufted eyebrows, and felt the trembling of the person in his arms. An irrepressible emotion surged in his heart. He whispered in Malu's ear: "Why are you still so scared every time?"

Malu raised her beautiful face, half-closed her eyes, and didn't look directly at Kangxi. She seemed to be in great pain, and after taking a breath, she slightly twisted her waist and said, "Your Majesty, I am not afraid. It is my blessing to be favored by Your Majesty."

As he spoke, Malu quietly moved his right hand behind his back and, with a clever move, crushed the secret pocket on the waist of his inner garment.

The blood bag was filled with nothing but the fresh cow blood that she had quietly asked Madam Liu for from the imperial kitchen earlier. The blood bag burst, and the smell of blood quickly filled the air.

Emperor Kangxi frowned. He keenly smelled the rusty smell: "Why... does it smell like blood?"

Malu tried to smell it, and then pretended to be panicked: "Your Majesty, I...I don't know."

Kangxi heard her trembling voice and immediately realized that something was wrong. He looked at Malu and found that her face was pale. He touched it and found that it was redder than the cinnabar. It was the blood on Malu's body!

It turned out that there was a little blood on Malu's dress. Kangxi immediately called out loudly: "Come here, call the imperial physician! Call the imperial physician! Call Aunt Shuyu too!"

When the palace maids and eunuchs outside heard this, they hurried to take action. Consultant Xing and Liang Jiugong rushed in with a few people, fearing that something had happened. Wei Zhu was young and ran fast, so he ran to the imperial physician to summon the imperial physician.

Chen Lianhai, who had always been very friendly to Malu, went to find Aunt Shuyu. These groups of people rushed to the South Study Room as soon as possible.

Due to the difference between men and women, the imperial physician could not personally examine Malu's condition. Aunt Shu Yu had to examine him, tell the imperial physician about Malu's current condition, and then take Malu's pulse through the curtain.

When Aunt Shuyu saw that Malu's clothes were a little untied and her hair was messy, she understood.

She quickly arranged for someone to get hot water and other items, and then she did it herself, checking Malu's physical condition while asking, "Malu, how do you feel now?"

Malu's face was full of pain at this time. She tightly grasped Aunt Shuyu's sleeve: "I... my stomach hurts so much, and... it hurts too, Aunt, save me..."

Aunt Shu Yu nodded. She leaned towards Malu, with her back to everyone, and pretended to touch tentatively under the quilt, but in fact she gently pinched a secret pocket on Malu's lower abdomen.

Only in this way, the pants that will be changed later will look like a normal miscarriage. After doing this, Aunt Shu Yu turned to the imperial physician and described Malu's condition.

When the imperial physician felt the pulse, he felt something strange. It didn't match! The girl had been pregnant for more than two months, and then she had a little miscarriage. But no matter how he looked at it, the pulse was not as serious as Aunt Shu Yu described!

The imperial physician examined the patient again and again, looking grim, but in fact he was wondering what was going on. Kangxi was already impatient, and he was very anxious: "What happened to the patient?"