The male protagonist has no descendants! Don't worry, the host is pregnant with many children

After an unknown amount of time, several people finally pulled her out of the well, but she was already dead.

After a few people discussed it, they dug a hole under the tree and buried her. After they left, a ghost appeared under the tree. It was her!

She lowered her head, looking at the spot where she was buried, rubbing her brows and palms as if by habit. She drifted around the courtyard like a rootless duckweed, never speaking again.

Suddenly one day, everything except the courtyard was in chaos.

She said in a faint voice: "It's him, he's back."

She floated out of the courtyard and went under the eaves, where she saw him wearing armor, riding a horse, and holding a red tasseled spear.

The memory came to an abrupt end, and the picture changed again. He saw "himself" standing outside the gate of the courtyard, reluctant to push the door open and go in.

No wonder she was lying under the tree, her body was buried there. He looked at "himself" angrily, why did he just listen to one side and not investigate the truth?

Just like this, she often secretly floats beside him and accompanies him silently.

One stood quietly outside the door late at night.

"Mom, mom, mom." At this time, the ethereal voices of two children sounded.

He subconsciously looked around, only to find that he was actually standing outside the door.

What is this? He thought of something and quickly pushed open the door! In the yard, the blurry figures of one large and two small ones came into view.

"Who is he, mother?" asked one of the little girls.

He heard her say: "It's your daddy!"

"Daddy?" the little girl asked in confusion.

The other little boy said, "Mom, we are here to pick you up. This place doesn't belong to us. We should leave."

She said, “Okay.”

She looked at him and said, "Ayan, I'm leaving now. I hope you'll be well for the rest of your life."

The figure disappeared, and he still didn't know her name or what she looked like.

"no, do not want."

Qi Yan roared and woke up from his dream. He was panting and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Eunuch De rushed over after hearing the sound, lit the lamp and asked with concern.

"Dream, wake up." He said in a hoarse voice.

"Did you dream about that woman again? You have sweat all over your head, wipe it off quickly." He quickly handed over a handkerchief.

Qi Yan couldn't calm down for a long time. There was still an hour before court, so he simply got up and practiced a few sets of spear techniques.

After learning Qi Yan's reaction from the system, she went to sleep contentedly. She had already taken the first step, and now she could focus on preparing for the Queen Mother's birthday ceremony.

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A month later, it was the sixth day of the fourth lunar month in the eleventh year of Chengde.

The Empress Dowager's birthday arrived, and the dinner was held in the Imperial Garden. The banquet was organized by Concubine Gaode and Concubine Shu together, and it took a lot of effort.

As the breeze blew, the Imperial Garden burst into life, with all sorts of exotic flowers and plants blooming in all their splendor, emitting bursts of fragrance; each flower was as beautiful as a work of art meticulously crafted by nature.

Concubines and ministers presented precious gifts one after another, including the red sandalwood Buddhist beads that had been blessed by Concubine Shu, the phoenix robe embroidered by Concubine Gao De, a large coral from Concubine Ling Gui, and a night-shining pearl from Concubine Wan.

The Queen Mother was delighted and praised the gifts highly.

The Queen Mother was particularly pleased with the gift Lu Zhi gave her: a carved pomegranate tree pot plant, which was full of bright red pomegranates.

The Queen Mother liked this good meaning and couldn't help but look at her a few more times. This little girl was really pretty.

If she and His Majesty had a child, I can’t imagine how beautiful it would be.

Lu Zhihuan asked the system who the male and female protagonists were? Big things are going to happen at the banquet.

The system indicated that the plot was proceeding. The male protagonist had been poisoned, had escaped, and jumped into the female protagonist's house, and then... nothing happened.

All of these indicate that it cannot see the images that are not allowed to be seen.

No problem!

A little beauty of low status sat in the back row with no one paying attention to her. She ate the cakes on the table with relish and drank tea from time to time.

She deliberately parted her hair into a few strands and curled them to decorate her temples, making her look playful and cute.

Eunuch De secretly observed His Majesty. Today was the Queen Mother's birthday, so the Emperor had a slight smile on his face.

His Majesty hasn't smiled in the past month, and I haven't heard him mention the dream again.

It has been a long time. Ever since you woke up that night, Your Majesty has not slept well every night.

It must have been a nightmare. If His Majesty didn't tell me, I wouldn't dare ask! I served him in fear for a month.

The ladies in the harem often brought His Majesty soup and water. Some he could politely decline, but others he couldn't refuse and had to accept. All of it went into his belly, and he gained weight.

The sounds of stringed instruments filled the air, accompanied by graceful singing and dancing, a scene of unparalleled beauty. The concubines in the palace had not seen His Majesty for over two months, and although they had come to celebrate the Empress Dowager's birthday, they were actually there for His Majesty.

Meipin put on a light gauze dress and danced gracefully, like a fairy descending to earth. Her graceful dance attracted the attention of everyone present.

The dance ended to thunderous applause. Concubine Mei smiled faintly and looked up at His Majesty shyly. But he didn't even look up. The Queen Mother praised him earnestly, and she thanked him and withdrew.

Yupin smiled secretly in her heart, thinking that His Majesty must like listening to her playing the piano, and she must win His Majesty's favor later.

Then, she gently plucked the strings of her harp, producing a melodious melody. The melody, brimming with longing and yearning, was enchanting. Everyone cheered, but His Majesty remained expressionless.

Concubine Yu looked at His Majesty with resentment and retreated unwillingly.

Wanpin painted a landscape painting with splashed ink on the spot, bowed and withdrew.

Lu Zhihuan had almost finished eating, and it was her turn. She had eaten up all the lip balm. She bit her lip and smeared it with her finger in the bowl. It looked shiny on her lips, and combined with her natural lip color, it looked like a ripe peach.

She nodded to Hongyou, and Hongyou understood.

She stood up and walked to the front of the hall, bowed to the emperor and the queen mother, and said:

"May the Empress Dowager be blessed as vast as the Eastern Sea, live as long as the Southern Mountains, and live as long as the pines, with the cranes' cries extending through the years."

"I know I'm not very talented, but I'd like to sing a song for the Queen Mother."

The Queen Mother took one look at the energetic little girl and was amazed no matter how she looked at her.

Aunt Xiuzhi beside her also exclaimed: "It's the new beauty Lu who has entered the palace. She is so beautiful." What a perfect age! I envy her so much!

"Isn't it?" The Queen Mother quietly raised her head, wanting to see His Majesty's reaction, but she saw him staring down at the wine glass in his hand, wondering what he was thinking!

She was a little disappointed, turned to Lu Zhihuan and winked, saying: "Miss Lu is thoughtful." She meant to perform well.

Lu Zhihuan bowed and slowly sat down in front of the guzheng.

My palms are sweating from nervousness!

Fortunately, there is the system plug-in.

She adapted a popular ancient style song and played the guzheng, which she had only learned for a month.

No one had ever heard such a special tune, and Qi Yan couldn't help but raise his head and look at Lu Zhihuan below.

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The song has stopped, but everyone is still reluctant to leave.