The Emperor's daughter seeks power to marry the legitimate daughter and becomes the emperor

This palace maid was the personal maid of the second daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the imperial physician Zhou Xing. Her name was Yueya.

Yueya became a palace maid after following Zhou Xing into the palace, and has been arrogant since entering the palace.

Even though Yueya was a maid after entering the palace, she was arrogant and would always try to snatch the food from the maids' hands.

Upon seeing this, Nanny Zheng Yu ordered the commander of the imperial guard, Zhang Kang.

"Where is this rude palace maid? Why don't you take Zhang Kang, the commander of the Imperial Guard, away and beat him to death?"

When the palace maid Yueya heard that Nanny Zheng Yu was going to beat her to death, she was not afraid at all and pointed at her to warn her.

"Zheng Yu, you old fool, I am from the Prime Minister's Mansion, how dare you?"

When Madam Zheng Yu heard that a maid dared to point at her and yell at her, she gave a death order to Zhang Kang, the commander of the Imperial Guards!

"Stop her mouth and beat her to death."

As soon as Nanny Zheng Yu gave the order, the palace maid Yueya had her neck twisted by the commander of the imperial guards, Zhang Kang.

The commander of the Imperial Guard, Zhang Kang, ordered the dead palace maid Yueya to be dragged out and thrown into the mountains of Yu County.

The palace maid standing at the door of the boudoir in the provincial government was so frightened that she dared not say anything and just stood there obediently.

The death of the palace maid Yueya was not told to the imperial physician Zhou Xing, and no blood was seen on the ground.

That night seemed as if nothing had happened. Seeing this, Nanny Zhao Yu continued chatting with Nanny Zheng Yu in a flattering manner.

"In reply to Palace Master Zheng, I am in charge of accounting. Some people from the Ministry of Rites have come in the past few days, and the Ministry of War has strengthened the guards of the provincial government. His Majesty has also dispatched hundreds of thousands of imperial guards to protect the Empress. Now the guards of the Imperial City are guarded by the Duke of Zhenguo and the Marquis of Xijin. It is estimated that the wedding of the Emperor and Empress will be soon."

Nanny Zhao Yu did not hide anything from Nanny Zheng Yu and told her everything that had happened in the past few days.

"The Queen is the same. She is pregnant with the heir to the throne, but she still doesn't even bother to be quiet with His Majesty!"

Madam Zheng Yu frowned in worry and kept complaining about Weng Ruoyun, saying that she didn't know how to calm down even though she was pregnant!

"I heard that the Queen is pregnant with a prince who is very uneasy?"

Nanny Zhao Yu was also a little worried and asked Nanny Zheng Yu.

"Yes, today the Queen went out for a walk and was nearly hit by a horse. Fortunately, Your Majesty intervened in time, otherwise the Queen and the unborn prince would have been injured!"

Hearing what Madam Zhao Yu asked, Madam Zheng Yu became even more worried!

"Madam Zhao, thank you for serving His Majesty and the Queen. I have a feeling something will happen today. Let me ask the imperial physician to come first."

Nanny Zheng Yu was a little worried, so she said a few words to Nanny Zhao Yu and turned around to ask for the imperial physician.

As soon as Nanny Zheng Yu left, Nanny Zhao Yu, the palace maids and the imperial guards heard the delicate voice of Weng Ruoyun in the boudoir.

"Husband, I feel cold, can you cover me with the quilt~~~?"

Weng Ruoyun's delicate voice made the inexperienced palace maid standing at the door of the boudoir blush!

"I want to hear that the Crown Prince misses his father?"

Qin Yan's gentle and doting voice made the palace maids standing outside the palace boudoir blush with envy!

"The Emperor and Empress are in love, why are you blushing?"

Nanny Zhao Yu felt embarrassed when she saw the palace maids blushing like apples.

When Weng Ruoyun in her boudoir heard this, her voice became even more tender.

"My dear husband, please be gentle. I am afraid."

"The Queen doesn't want to let me go, right?"

Weng Ruoyun lay on the couch, her tender voice making people's imaginations fly!

Zhang Kang, the commander of the Imperial Guard, was both impulsive and unable to control himself when he heard Qin Zhen's voice.

The commander of the Imperial Guard, Zhang Du, wanted to find a woman to vent his anger on.

"My belly will show in a few months. When will you marry me?"

Zhang Kang, the commander of the Imperial Guard, listened carefully to Weng Ruoyun's voice and found that it was not the sound of lovemaking, but something Qin Yan did not want to hear.

"How about entering the palace before the end of the year? Your phoenix robe still needs to be embroidered."

In the boudoir, Qin Yan caressed Weng Ruoyun's shy cheek and touched her lips again and again.

"Seriously, I will only be your first wife, and you can marry someone else, okay?"

Weng Ruoyun's soft fingers caressed Qin Yan's hot and handsome face, and her coquettish voice seemed to be able to melt people's hearts!

"Okay, I'll marry Ayun first. I'll only marry Ayun, okay?"

The whispering in the bed made people fall into it several times unconsciously, and Weng Ruoyun also kept trying to please Qin Yan.

Qin Yan didn't feel tired after each passionate lovemaking until Weng Ruoyun got tired first, and then he held her in his arms and fell asleep together.

"My husband, I'm tired~"

"Is your husband's legitimate child hungry?"

Qin Yan kissed Weng Ruoyun's forehead and stroked her abdomen with his hand, worried that she would starve the baby in her belly.

"I'm a little hungry. I'll put on my nightgown first and ask Mammy to bring the imperial physician in to check my pulse. I feel like my stomach is not feeling well."

Weng Ruoyun dragged her tired body and wanted to get up and put on her clothes.

Qin Yan was considerate enough to get up and dress first, then went to the dressing room to get a new nightgown and helped Weng Ruoyun put on her clothes.

"I'll help you."

Qin Yan carefully and cautiously helped Weng Ruoyun sit on the chair, and then he heard her urging him.

"Please ask the doctor to come in. My stomach is really uncomfortable. I might have a miscarriage."

Qin Xun was still a little worried, so he took the dragon-patterned cloak and put it on Weng Ruoyun before he felt at ease to ask for the imperial physician.

“Come back soon!”

Weng Ruoyun held Qin Yan's hand, somewhat reluctant to let him leave!

Weng Ruo seemed to want Qin Yan to accompany her all the time. She was even more afraid that this time he would go to ask the imperial physician, and after he left, she would be frightened by someone and have a miscarriage!

"Someone, go get the doctor."

Seeing that Weng Ruoyun was reluctant to let go of his hand, Qin Yan decided to stay with her.

"In reply to your majesty, I have just invited the imperial physician over. May he please come into the boudoir?" Nanny Zheng Yu's voice respectfully inquired from outside the boudoir door.

"Come in." Qin Yan asked the imperial physician to come in in a cold tone.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you." Nanny Zheng Yu led the imperial physician in, pushed the door open, and knelt down in greeting.

"I am the Imperial Physician Xu Cheng, and I am here to see Your Majesty." Imperial Physician Xu Cheng came in and knelt down to salute.

"Xu Cheng, the Queen has just come to bed, go check on her pulse."

Weng Ruoyun looked at Qin Yan's extremely gloomy face and ordered the imperial physician Xu Cheng to check her pulse. Where was the gentleness she had just shown when they were making love?

"The minister obeys the order."

Imperial physician Xu Cheng knelt beside Weng Ruoyun and was about to take her pulse when he looked at Qin Yan and asked with some embarrassment in his words.

"Your Majesty, could you please bring the Queen's handkerchief over? Place it on the Queen's wrist, and I can accurately check the Queen's pulse."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Imperial physician Xu Cheng took the handkerchief from Qin Yan's hand, thanked him, then unfolded it and placed it on Weng Ruoyun's wrist to take her pulse.

Qin Yan looked at the imperial physician Xu Cheng's every move with a cold face, his eyes filled with unspeakable worry!

"Your Majesty, the Queen's pulse is fluctuating. According to her pulse, she was frightened today. She also served Your Majesty tonight. If you want the prince to be born safely, the Queen should rest more and take good care of the baby!"

Imperial physician Xu Cheng felt Weng Ruoyun's pulse and found that she had some symptoms of miscarriage.

Weng Ruoyun was frightened today, and she had just served Qin Yan in bed, so she was obviously a little tired!

"Oh? Just prescribe some prescriptions to nourish the fetus and leave."

After hearing the truthful report from the imperial physician Xu Cheng, Qin Yan breathed a sigh of relief and asked him to write a prescription for medicine to preserve the pregnancy.

"The slaves retire."