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

When Qin Yan heard that Weng Ruoyun, as his queen, wanted to open a money shop in the capital and even go to choose a location in person, Qin Yan almost laughed at her!

"My clothes are too small. I need to go out and pick some fabric to make a few clothes. But they are too tight to wear. What should I do?"

Weng Ruoyun couldn't find an excuse to go out, so she could only use her visibly pregnant belly as an excuse.

"Come closer, let me see, has my son grown up again?"

Sure enough, when Qin Yan heard that Weng Ruoyun had an heir, he was not so calm. He lay on the couch reading a book, and then put down the book to show his concern for her.

"Then can I go out and buy some fabric to make clothes?"

Weng Ruoyun wondered what excuse Qin Yan had to refuse her going out to play?

"Come here, ask the brocade department to come over and make some clothes for the queen. The clothes are too small in just a few days."

Qin Yan noticed that there was a smug look on Weng Ruoyun's face.

Weng Ruoyun wanted to go out, but Qin Yan still disagreed, so he stood up and angrily summoned the palace director of the Brocade Bureau.

"I'll go right away." Soon the palace maid outside the Lizheng Palace went to the Brocade Department.

Weng Ruoyun was speechless and thought: [Are we really not allowed to go out today?]

"Your Majesty, the Left Prime Minister has sent a letter saying that his eldest son, Xijin Marquis An, will be getting married today. He will marry the seventh daughter of the He family of pharmacy, named He Lingling, who is sixteen years old. Your Majesty and the Empress are invited to attend and honor him."

Just when Weng Ruoyun was worried, how could she find an excuse to go out?

Zheng Yu's voice was heard outside the Lizheng Hall. He first announced the good news and then asked about Qin Yan.

"Okay, I'm talking about An Shaoyun. How could he marry without telling anyone? How could the Left Prime Minister let his eldest son marry a ghost? I guess we have to hold a new wedding banquet this time."

When Qin Yan heard the news that Xijin Marquis An Shaoyun was getting married in the capital today, he was very happy and told Weng Ruoyun about it.

"Empress, you don't know that An Shaoyun and I have been close friends since childhood. We were born on the same day, month and year as each other."

"An Shaoyun got married earlier than I did. I'd like to ask the Queen to go to the Marquis' Mansion to congratulate him. It's impossible for him to have a wife while I don't? Would you mind the Queen and I going to the Marquis' Mansion together?"

Qin Xun, who was lying on the phoenix couch and reading quietly, originally didn't want to go out today and just wanted to accompany Weng Ruoyun.

When Qin Yan heard that Xijin Marquis An Shaoyun was going to hold a grand banquet in the capital, he seemed even happier than his own wedding.

Qin Yan stood up and hugged Weng Ruoyun in his arms, and was sincerely happy for the marriage of Xijin Hou An Shao Yun.

But Weng Ruoyun couldn't laugh at this moment, so she pushed Qin Yan away and asked back.

"Marquis Xijin's wife was married to him in a formal ceremony. Am I your wife? He married me in a formal ceremony last winter."

When Weng Ruoyun heard that Qin Yan was actually very pleased with the marriage of Xijin Marquis An Shaoyun, she was so angry that she questioned him.

"It's almost April now, and you won't even let me out. Why should I, as your wife, attend Marquis Xijin's wedding banquet?"

"Don't be angry. You are pregnant, so don't get upset. I have summoned my father-in-law and mother-in-law to the palace to accompany you today. I will definitely go to An Shaoyun's wedding banquet. My residence is in the capital. Can I come back later?"

Qin Yan heard Weng Ruoyun's question and looked at her angrily.

Qin Yan didn't even explain. He was going to Xijinhou Mansion today. No matter how Weng Ruoyun made a fuss, it would be useless!

Qin Yan simply comforted Weng Ruoyun with a few words and then went to change clothes.

"I will go to see An Shaoyun's wedding tonight. If I come back early, I will go to Lizheng Hall. If I come back late, I will go to Xuanzheng Hall. Don't wait for me tonight, go to bed early, and I will leave first."

Qin Yan seemed to be in a really good mood and changed into a more sober black brocade dragon-patterned outfit.

Qin Xun straightened his clothes in front of the mirror and left the Lizheng Hall soon after.

After Qin Yan left, Nanny Zheng Yu came in and wanted to comfort Weng Ruoyun. She still spoke respectfully and then persuaded her.

"Long live the Queen, Queen, how about this servant of yours have a word with you?"

"Get out, no one should bother me."

Weng Ruoyun, who was already angry, couldn't bear it anymore and lost her temper.

Nanny Zheng Yu did not dare to offend Weng Ruoyun, so she left Lizheng Hall and closed the door.

Not long after the door of Lizheng Hall was closed, Weng Ruoyun, who was furious, smashed a lot of porcelain in the hall.

After venting her anger, Weng Ruoyun had a miscarriage. She covered her pregnant belly and sat on the ground for a long time, unable to get up!

Suddenly, several paper cranes emitting purple light magically flew towards her.

The paper crane was folded very delicately, and just as Weng Ruoyun was about to reach out to grab it.

The moment Weng Ruoyun touched the paper crane, it turned into a purple shadow.

"Your Majesty, do you like my new flower pattern?"

The next thing he saw was Dongfang Li, who was wearing a dark purple dress embroidered with cranes, with his hair tied up with a golden crown. His face looked natural, without any sign of sickness at all.

Dongfang Li's tone was teasing, not at all like his usual frightening and scary look.

"No, how did you get here?"

Weng Ruoyun looked at the tightly locked doors and windows of Lizheng Hall and wondered how Dongfang Li got in.

Weng Ruoyun became more and more curious. Could it be that the guards and palace maids outside didn't notice it?

"Shh~~~ Follow me, I'll tell you when we get there."

Dongfang Li didn't care about Weng Ruoyun's surprise and reached out to help her up.

With a wave of his hand, Dow Jones turned into red spiritual energy and left the Lizheng Palace.

Weng Ruoyun was stunned by this scene and couldn't help but doubt her own eyes, thinking: "Could it be that there really was a national master who achieved enlightenment in ancient times?"

Then Weng Ruoyun was taken by Dongfang Li to a place with the words "Oriental Medical Clinic" written on it.

"Are you going to take me to get an abortion?"

Weng Ruoyun felt that Dongfang Lihuai had good intentions?

Weng Ruoyun was confused by the question that came to her mind!

"Is the Imperial Master here?"

Soon, a patient who came to get medicine recognized Dongfang Li, and didn't seem to be that afraid of him?

"Second Young Master, the medicine your mother prescribed is truly miraculous. This is your wife. Look at her belly, it must be several months old. Congratulations, congratulations. Come and see. Second Young Master's Imperial Master is getting married. Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to the Oriental Miracle Doctor."

Suddenly, a patient who came to get medicine seemed very familiar with Dongfang Li?

Xiang Dongfangli kept congratulating him, and the patients who had come to get medicine and see a doctor came out to watch the fun.

"What do you mean? My child has nothing to do with you."

Weng Ruoyun looked at so many patients and their eyes were on her and Dongfang Li.

Weng Ruoyun didn't know what tricks Dongfang Li was playing again.

"If you want to rely on the Xiao family, then please my mother."

Dongfang Li seemed to have already calculated that Weng Ruoyun would rely on the Xiao family. What did he seem to be planning by taking her out of the palace today?

"Dongfang Li, you don't like me, do you?"

Weng Ruoyun always felt that Dongfang Li appeared deliberately every time, as if he was trying to help her?

"You already have a husband, how can you say such shameless words? I am helping you only for your heart."

Dongfang Li had such noble aura that even the look he gave Weng Ruoyun was full of disdain.

Dongfang Li's original intention in helping Weng Ruoyun was for the soul heart in her body, which needed to be sacrificed in order to achieve immortality.

Weng Ruoyun's bloodline can resist the pain of his divine punishment.

Dongfang Li was certain that her heart must be the heart of a ghost clan soul.

"You want my heart? But my heart belongs to someone else."

When Weng Ruoyun heard that Dongfang Li wanted her, she unconsciously thought too much!

Weng Ruoyun's heart and body already belonged to Qin Yan, so how could she give him more?

"Li'er is back? Who is this? Your belly must be five months old, right? Why didn't you tell me that you brought a new bride back? I'm almost a grandmother."

Before Weng Ruoyun could react, she saw a person wearing a snow-white brocade cross-collared pleated skirt, her hair tied up with a silver hairpin, she had a dignified face, and a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows.

She looks like a beauty in a Tang Dynasty painting, with round and smooth cheeks, so beautiful.

The woman had a pair of peach blossom eyes that were filled with the lives of ordinary people. She was the current Prince of Zhenbei, Xiao Ji, and his legitimate daughter, Princess Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu looked no more than 30 years old, but she called Dongfang Li "Li'er?"

"Mother."

Dongfang Li, however, respectfully calls Xiao Yu, who is less than 30 years old, mother?

"No? She...she's your mother? She doesn't look more than 30 years old, right? Did the ancients maintain such good skin?"

Weng Ruoyun was completely shocked by Dongfang Li's word "mother"!

"So you inherited your mother's beauty? You also have a pair of peach blossom eyes?"

The moment she saw Dongfang Li’s mother Xiao Yu, Weng Ruoyun felt a little inferior!

Weng Ruoyun couldn't believe her own eyes.

Weng Ruoyun carefully looked at Dongfang Li's face. He looked quite handsome during the day.

Weng Ruoyun grabbed Dongfang Li's shoulders with both hands and asked him four questions in a row.

"Dongfang Li, I think you look a little better now. You don't look like a ghost anymore."

Dongfang Li: "I look like a ghost..."

Before Weng Ruoyun could recover from her shock, she saw Xiao Yu looking at her pregnant belly, supporting her and chatting with her.

"Look at this child, he is really good at talking. I am now a 59-year-old old woman. How can I be as pretty as you say?"