The lucky man is the one who has no offspring, and the pregnant waist is spoiled like crazy

Jiang Zheng lay motionless on the bed, with Shen Ziming, who looked worried, beside her.

The imperial physician stepped forward to feel the patient's pulse, and immediately his brows lit up with joy, and he quickly said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, the Empress is pregnant!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Zi Chen Palace fell silent for a moment.

Shen Ziming was stunned by this sudden good news. It took him a long time to react and he asked in a trembling voice, "Are you sure A Zheng is pregnant?"

The imperial physician was confused and had to repeat, "Your Majesty, I have been practicing medicine for decades, so I am sure of this. Congratulations, Your Majesty, and Your Majesty!"

Shen Ziming suddenly laughed out loud, clearing away the gloom, "Pingchuan, reward! Everyone in Qianzheng Palace and Zichen Palace will get a reward!"

Although he did not like the court officials interfering in the harem and offspring, he also thought about Tianqi's future. He wanted to pick a suitable child from the royal family and bring him into the palace to raise him, but he did not expect that A Zheng would give him such a big surprise.

"Yes! I obey your command!"

The entire Zi Chen Palace was filled with joy. The news of Jiang Zheng's pregnancy spread like wildfire, and soon it spread throughout the entire harem.

Shen Ziming gently placed his hand on Jiang Zheng's lower abdomen, not daring to use any force, for fear of hurting this little life. "Zheng, we have a child, it's yours and mine."

Shen Ziming had never thought about having children before, until he met Jiang Zheng, all his fantasies came from her.

This was the first time Jiang Zheng gave birth to a life, and she felt it was amazing. "Does your majesty like this child?"

"Of course I like it!" Shen Ziming answered almost subconsciously, "As long as it's your child, I like it. If it's a boy, I'll make him the crown prince. If it's a girl, I'll give her the best fiefdom."

Jiang Zheng smiled and said, "It will take another eight months to see it."

She is only two months pregnant and she still has a long way to go.

"I... will protect you and your child." Shen Ziming made up his mind secretly.

Half a month later, the envoys from South Vietnam came to meet the emperor.

As soon as the previous dynasty ended, Jiang Zheng met the third prince in the main hall of Zichen Palace.

Normally, outsiders were not allowed to enter the harem, but Shen Ziming made this exception for Jiang Zheng, allowing her to meet the third prince in the Zichen Palace.

"Third brother!" Jiang Zheng recognized the third prince sitting among the crowd almost at a glance.

The Third Prince raised his head slightly, his calm face showing a hint of surprise, "Zheng'er, come here, let Third Brother see!"

Due to the Emperor of Nanyue, although the Third Prince was on good terms with Jiang Zheng, he pretended not to be familiar with her on the surface. But now that Jiang Zheng is the Empress of Tianqi, he no longer has such concerns.

Hearing this, Jiang Zheng immediately rushed over, "Third Brother!"

The Third Prince looked around a few times before nodding his head with satisfaction. "When I sent you here to marry, I was always worried that you wouldn't eat well or sleep well. Now it seems that you are living a good life. You look plumper and look better."

"Your Majesty treats me very well, third brother, don't worry." Speaking of Shen Ziming, Jiang Zheng's eyes were full of tenderness.

The Third Prince felt relieved immediately, and after a second thought he suddenly said, "Zheng'er, I have something to tell you."

Jiang Zheng saw that the Third Prince looked serious. Although she didn't know what was going on, she dismissed the servants and asked, "What's wrong, Third Brother?"

The Third Prince took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Jiang Zheng, "Zheng'er, when I set out, I met someone from Prime Minister Ming of Tianqi. This person was extremely cunning and promised me many benefits, hoping that I would slander you in front of His Majesty Tianqi."

When Jiang Zheng opened the letter, the system immediately told her in her mind that it was written by Prime Minister Ming himself.

She smiled, folded the letter again and handed it back to the Third Prince, "Third Brother, I know about this matter. I will deal with this father and daughter sooner or later, but... I need your help."

The Third Prince saw that Jiang Zheng looked confident, and he remembered what Shen Ziming had said just after the court session today, so he said, "Zheng'er, just say it."

The two of them whispered for a stick of incense, and then the Third Prince walked out of the Zichen Palace with the letter and headed towards the Qianzheng Hall not far away.

In order to entertain the envoys from South Vietnam, Shen Ziming held a banquet in Guanghua Hall. That night, there was singing and dancing, and the atmosphere was full of joy.

Jiang Zheng was pregnant, so Shen Ziming carefully helped her sit down before letting everyone stand up.

Concubine Ming was sitting at the bottom, staring at Jiang Zheng's belly with her eyes almost burning with anger. In the end, it was only when Prime Minister Ming gave her a look that she withdrew her gaze.

Jiang Zheng saw all of this. She glanced at Concubine Ming with sarcasm, unable to conceal the mockery and complacency in her eyes.

Concubine Ming was already feeling depressed, and when Jiang Zheng provoked her, she gritted her teeth and said, "The Empress is really glorious, coming to meet the envoy from her motherland while pregnant!"

Jiang Zheng remained motionless, and said calmly, "The thunder and rain are all grace from the emperor. I am grateful for your concern."

Concubine Ming almost bit her teeth to pieces, "Your Majesty, you are so proud, aren't you afraid of tiring yourself out? Don't let it all end in vain!"

Jiang Zheng immediately retorted, "I am pregnant with the prince, so I may be a little tired, but I can't compare to the delicate body of the imperial concubine. I am afraid I can't bear this hardship!"

This is a clear satire on Concubine Ming's inability to have children.

Concubine Ming was furious, but was held down by Muchun who was standing beside her.

"Your Highness, don't get into a conflict with the Queen. His Majesty is still here."

Concubine Ming had no choice but to give up her thoughts. She picked up a glass of wine and walked forward, lowering her eyebrows and saying: "Don't blame me, Queen. It was my recklessness. I will apologize to you now. Please drink this cup to express my apology."

Jiang Zheng remained expressionless and did not take the wine glass handed to her by Concubine Ming.

"Brother Tong, sprinkle the poison on Concubine Ming's clothes."

【receive. 】

The two of them were in a stalemate, which attracted the attention of Shen Ziming, who said with dissatisfaction on his face: "If Zheng doesn't want to drink, then don't drink. Don't worry about others."

Shen Ziming's voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for the royal family nearby to hear clearly. For a moment, everyone had different thoughts.

Concubine Ming gnashed her teeth, feeling like she was a joke, having been humiliated by His Majesty in public. She wanted to kill Jiang Zheng even more.

Jiang Zheng suddenly smiled, picked up the wine glass in front of her, and drank it all in one gulp. "It's fine this time, but you should be more careful next time. After all... I'm not always so patient this time."

"Your Majesty the Queen...will keep in mind Her Majesty the Queen's teachings!"

Those few short words seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth.

Guanghua Palace returned to normal. While Shen Ziming was dealing with toasts from important officials, he was also paying attention to the pregnant Jiang Zheng.

The person who was fine just now suddenly had a changed expression and curled up, holding his stomach.

"Empress, what's wrong with you?" Pingchuan was close and hurried forward.

"A Zheng!" Shen Ziming threw down his wine glass and immediately hugged Jiang Zheng in his arms.

Jiang Zheng was already unconscious at this moment. Her forehead was covered with sweat. She was holding her stomach with a look of pain on her face. "Your Majesty, the child...our child..."

"Call the imperial physician!" Shen Ziming roared, "Pingchuan, lead the troops to surround Guanghua Palace, and no one is allowed to leave! If anything happens to the queen, you will all be buried with her!"

"Yes!"