Quickly Transmigrate to Save the Child of Heaven

After calmly handling the complex and vexing affairs of Juxian Hall, Ying Zheng dragged his slightly exhausted body back to Zhaoyang Palace. The moment he entered the palace, he saw Feng Xi quietly reclining on the exquisite chaise longue, her eyes somewhat glazed, as if she were lost in deep thought.

Ying Zheng's heart moved slightly, and he walked forward lightly, stretched out his arms and gently embraced Feng Xi in his arms, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? My Xixi, why are you so distracted?"

Feng Xi's delicate body trembled slightly, and she came back to her senses. She stared at Ying Zheng with her beautiful eyes and said with her red lips: "Your Majesty, do you believe that Xixi came here for you?" As soon as the words fell, Ying Zheng felt as if something suddenly hit his heart, and he couldn't help but palpitate.

He took a deep breath, gathered his composure, and then spoke gently, "Believe! Of course I believe it without a doubt. Sometimes I even feel that Xixi is like a fairy in the sky, beautiful and ethereal, as if she will ride the wind away at any time and disappear from my side without a trace. And I am already aging, but Xixi is in the prime of her youth, as beautiful as a flower. I am really worried that Xixi will one day despise my old age and leave me..."

Feng Xi couldn't help but smile when she heard this. She took the initiative to move forward and gently kissed Ying Zheng on the cheek. She whispered softly, "Your Majesty, please don't let your imagination run wild. In Xixi's heart, your husband will always be the most powerful man in the world. He is wise and brave, unparalleled in the world, and no one can compare to him! Today, Xixi killed someone with her own hands..." She paused for a moment when she said this.

Ying Zheng was stunned at first, but quickly regained his composure and said slowly, "This person must be someone Xixi hates deeply. Otherwise, how could I, Xixi, who has always been kind-hearted, take someone's life so easily? If so, then this person has committed a crime that he deserves to die!"

Feng Xi shook her head gently and said slowly, "No, he's not a heinous criminal. At most, he's just a street thug who's just had a bit more luck. However, someone is trying to use him to harm our Great Qin, so he must not be allowed to stay!" Ying Zheng smiled slightly, a stern look flashing in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Oh, since he dared to plot against my kingdom, even killing his entire clan would not be too much!"

Feng Xi didn't say anything after hearing this, simply nestling quietly in Ying Zheng's arms. For some reason, a strange worry suddenly welled up in her heart. If Ying Zheng ever discovered something unusual about her, would he eliminate her without hesitation? After all, emperors throughout history were often ruthless. Thinking of this, Feng Xi's originally cheerful mood suddenly turned heavy.

At that moment, a maid quietly entered, saying respectfully, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, dinner is ready. Please proceed to eat." Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng gently lifted Feng Xi and slowly walked towards the dining table. Once at the table, he carefully seated Feng Xi before taking his seat himself and personally placing a piece of tender fish in Feng Xi's bowl.

Seeing this, Feng Xi gently picked up the piece of fish and was about to put it in her mouth to taste it. Unexpectedly, as the fish meat approached her mouth, a strong fishy smell hit her nose, making her feel nauseous and unable to resist vomiting. Ying Zheng's face suddenly changed, and he roared in anger, "Who dared to poison Madam Yu Zhaohua's food? Someone, send for the imperial physician immediately!" He then looked at Feng Xi anxiously, his concern evident in his words.

After a meticulous diagnosis, the imperial physician beamed with joy, bowing to Ying Zheng and congratulating him, "Congratulations, Your Majesty! Your Majesty is over two months pregnant!" Upon hearing this joyous news, Ying Zheng, holding Feng Xi in his arms, couldn't help but beam with joy, throwing back his head and laughing heartily, "Hahahahahaha, great! Huge rewards! Everyone deserves a reward!" With that, he waved his hand to signal the imperial physician to withdraw, and ordered him to quickly prepare a medicine to preserve the pregnancy. Then, Ying Zheng gently embraced Feng Xi and softly asked, "Xixi, are you feeling hungry now? I'll have the imperial kitchen prepare your favorite delicacies for you right away."

Feng Xi leaned lightly in Ying Zheng's arms, thinking to herself that she really had no appetite at the moment, but she didn't want to refuse Ying Zheng's kindness, so she raised her head slightly and said softly: "Then please trouble the imperial chef to help me cook some mutton and millet porridge." Ying Zheng smiled and nodded in agreement, then turned to the servant beside him and ordered: "Go and do as the queen said, and quickly order the imperial chef to cook the mutton and millet porridge and serve it." After the servant took the order and left, Ying Zheng shifted his gaze back to Feng Xi again, gazing at her beautiful face, his eyes full of joy and tenderness.

Seeing Ying Zheng so elated, Feng Xi couldn't help but smile. Curiously, she asked, "Why are you so happy, my husband?" Ying Zheng's smile curled even higher. He reached out and gently stroked Feng Xi's hair, saying with deep emotion, "Of course, this is because this is my and Xixi's child! I've been looking forward to having this fruit of our love for so long..." Ying Zheng gazed at Feng Xi lovingly, while Feng Xi smiled shyly and gently shook her head, as if scolding him for being too excited. However, the deep love between the two could not be concealed.

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the clouds, illuminating the magnificent palace. A solemn and dignified atmosphere permeated the court. Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng, sat atop the Dragon Throne. His majestic gaze swept over the courtiers below. Then, slowly, his voice resounding like a bell, he spoke: "Today, I hereby decree that Meng Fengxi shall be enthroned as Empress of the Great Qin Empire. The coronation ceremony will be held with great ceremony in one month!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the court erupted in uproar. Ministers, led by Li Si, stepped forward and presented memorials expressing their strong opposition to the decree. They believed Feng Xi's background was unfit for the responsibility of ruling the country. However, Ying Zheng remained unmoved. His expression darkened, and his eyes gleamed with anger.

"How dare you disobey my order!" Ying Zheng roared. "You ministers, do you really think you can arbitrarily dictate my family affairs?" With a swift wave of his sleeve, he ordered the demotion of all those who opposed him. Faced with the emperor's wrath, the ministers finally dared not utter a word and obediently returned to their seats.

Standing nearby, Meng Tian felt deeply relieved and delighted to see the Emperor so resolutely defend his younger sister, Feng Xi. He knew the Emperor's feelings for Feng Xi, and understood how hard-earned these feelings were. And when he saw Li Si and the others harassing his younger sister, he secretly resolved to investigate these individuals to see if they had violated any of the laws of the Qin Empire, hoping to avenge his earlier actions.

Meanwhile, in the inner court, the palace maids and eunuchs were busily preparing for the upcoming ceremony of crowning the empress, while the craftsmen worked day and night to create exquisite gowns and ritual vessels.

By this time, Feng Xi was already six months pregnant. Her abdomen had begun to bulge noticeably at three months of pregnancy. After a careful examination by the imperial physician, it was discovered that Feng Xi was pregnant with twins, most likely a boy and a girl. This news reached Ying Zheng, who was overjoyed. To ensure the safety of Feng Xi and her unborn child, Ying Zheng specifically instructed the imperial physician to maintain strict secrecy and not disclose the fact of Feng Xi's twin pregnancy to anyone. He also quietly deployed numerous highly skilled secret guards within and around Zhaoyang Palace, just in case.

Finally, the day of the coronation ceremony arrived. Before daybreak, at the crack of dawn, a group of well-trained maids filed into Feng Xi's bedroom. They deftly helped Feng Xi put on her magnificent dress, a symbol of supreme power and status, and meticulously applied her makeup to a noble and elegant look.

When everything was ready, Ying Zheng personally arrived to greet his beloved consort. Smiling, he slowly extended his hand and firmly grasped Feng Xi's delicate, soft hand. And so, the two walked side by side, step by step, toward the majestic hall. Along the way, melodious music and solemn drumbeats intertwined, like a magnificent symphony of prosperity.

When they entered the hall, all the civil and military officials were already waiting in line. They knelt in greeting, chanting "Long live the queen" in unison, expressing their highest respect for the newly crowned empress. Afterward, Ying Zheng and Feng Xi reverently worshipped their ancestors, offering their condolences and praying for the eternal stability of the Qin Empire and the well-being of its people.

The entire ceremony of crowning the empress was complex and tedious, yet every step was imbued with a sense of sacredness and ritual. By the time all the procedures were concluded, Feng Xi was so exhausted that she could barely stand up straight. Upon returning to her own Zhaoyang Palace, she hurriedly ordered her maid to quickly change out of her heavy dress. At this moment, exhausted, she only wanted to lie comfortably in bed and rest for a while.

Shortly after Feng Xi lay down, Ying Zheng, having finished his busy schedule, hurried back to Zhaoyang Palace. As he entered the room, he immediately spotted Feng Xi, peacefully sleeping in bed. Gazing at this delicate and lovely woman, Ying Zheng couldn't help but smile fondly. Inside the palace, the dragon and phoenix candles still burned brightly, their flickering light illuminating the surroundings and creating a warm and romantic atmosphere.

Ying Zheng waved his hand gently, signaling his servants to leave. He then walked to the bedside, carefully removed his outer garments, and after a quick wash, quietly climbed into bed. Afraid of waking Feng Xi, who was soundly asleep, Ying Zheng slowly reached out his arms and gently embraced her. Feeling each other's body warmth and heartbeats, they gradually fell asleep...