The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

When Fei Wan rushed to Changle Palace, the room of Concubine Xian was full of people.

It turned out that Concubine Xian had invited a group of concubines to play cards and drink. Zhishu suddenly vomited, her face turned pale and her forehead was covered with sweat, which scared everyone.

He quickly summoned the imperial physician to see her, and after taking her pulse, he found that she was pregnant.

So some concubines who did not attend the banquet also rushed over to watch the fun after hearing the news. Together with the palace maids who served everyone, the hall was very crowded inside and outside.

The virtuous concubine's laughter was the loudest and could be heard from far away.

"Ever since Yu became pregnant last year, we sisters in the palace haven't had such good news for a long time. But Yu was unlucky and had a miscarriage, and she lost her position as Imperial Concubine, unlike Sister Ying who has such great fortune. The imperial physician said that Sister Ying's pulse is stable, which shows that this baby can obviously be saved. When the time comes, she will be promoted to Imperial Concubine or Imperial Concubine in no time. Even I envy you!"

The concubines echoed in agreement, and the whole hall was filled with congratulations.

But what Concubine Xian said made people feel uncomfortable and unlucky, and it was hard to tell whether the congratulations were sincere or insincere.

Fei Wan walked in and saw Zhishu sitting on the virtuous concubine's couch to rest. Her complexion had improved a lot, but her expression was cold and she didn't look very happy.

"Sister Zhao is here? You two have always been very close, so I'm sure you're very happy too!" Concubine Xian was much happier than Zhishu herself, and she smiled and sighed, "Speaking of which, you were favored earlier than Sister Ying, and have accompanied the emperor more often, but there's still no good news from you. It seems Sister Ying has better luck."

Fei Wan paid her respects to Consort Xian and the other high-ranking concubines, pretending she didn't hear Consort Xian's provocation. She smiled and said, "Your Majesty is right. Whether or not one is pregnant is probably fate. It can't be argued or rushed. I wonder which imperial physician treats Sister Ying. Are there any dietary restrictions?"

The virtuous concubine smiled and said, "It's my usual doctor, Zhao. If you're worried, please find another doctor."

"Your Majesty is used to working with people, so naturally I trust you. However, Sister Ying and I are inexperienced, so I wanted to ask more about dietary and daily living habits."

Fei Wan didn't show it on her face, but she didn't completely believe it in her heart.

Especially when he met Zhishu's gaze, he felt that she seemed to have something to say.

But there were so many people around at the moment that I couldn't ask in detail.

As they were speaking, someone outside suddenly shouted, "His Majesty has arrived," and everyone in the room was led out by the virtuous concubine to greet him.

"Yingqing, don't bow, just rest."

The emperor's face was filled with joy, he walked forward and helped Zhishu up, his eyes swept over her belly, "You are pregnant, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Zhishu bowed slightly and said, "I'm sorry to have disturbed Your Majesty. My period was just a few days late, and I didn't feel anything unusual. I was only diagnosed with pregnancy today after vomiting. How could I have told Your Majesty so early about something I didn't even know about?"

The emperor did not blame her for contradicting him at all. He laughed heartily and said, "Speak sooner or later, it's all in your mind anyway!"

This was a vulgar remark, and the concubines' faces turned red or white, which did not look very good.

The virtuous concubine led everyone in bowing again: "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

The emperor smiled brightly and announced that everyone who had seen it today would have a share. Everyone was happy and the monthly salary of each concubine would be doubled to show his congratulations.

He then listed several enviable pearl treasures and gave them to Zhishu.

"Your Majesty, I have just been diagnosed with pregnancy, and the fetus is not yet firmly established. Who knows what will happen in the future? Isn't it a bit early to reward you?"

The one who raised objections was Zhishu himself.

Fei Wan saw the emperor's smile falter, and quickly tried to smooth things over. "Sister Ying speaks her mind, Your Majesty. Please don't blame her. But she does have a point. Why not wait until the third month, when the pregnancy is stable, and then double her reward? What do you think, Your Majesty?"

She always felt that this happened suddenly.

I feel uneasy.