Shocked! After rebirth, my princess wants to remarry

In mid-April of the first year of Jianwu, some people in the court began to want to submit memorials to remind the emperor that he should send people out to select candidates.

After all, the Queen is still not pregnant, and she and the Emperor have been married for nearly two years.

Xiao Jingheng was naturally aware of the movements in the court. After all, the Jinyiwei were not pushovers. Especially after Chen Yuan came up, he taught him the skill of lying on the roof.

If Xiao Jingheng wanted to know which official slept with which woman last night, it was just a matter of opening his mouth.

After the discussion of government affairs that day, Xiao Jingheng did not let Han Desheng shout as usual: "If you have something to report, please report it. If not, please leave the court."

Instead, he took the initiative to talk about matters in the harem.

"I know that some court officials are planning to submit a memorial recently, asking me to recruit beauties from all over the world. But I have to say, no need." Xiao Jingheng had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He would glance at his father-in-law from time to time. Gu An stood in front, expressionless, just listening quietly.

Han Desheng felt that although the emperor was sitting on the dragon throne, when it came to issues in the harem, the emperor always felt like he was handing in homework when facing Lord Gu.

"The Empress and I have a harmonious marriage, and I don't like the noisy sounds of the harem." Xiao Jingheng said, "Also, I was ill when I was young, and I often feel weak. Now that I have ascended the throne, I am busy with government affairs, and I often feel overwhelmed."

Xiao Jingheng had said this, so who dared to say anything? They all knelt down immediately and said, "Your Majesty's health is the most important thing. Please do not speak lightly about anything that is not helpful. We dare not speak carelessly about the affairs of the harem. Your Majesty will be blessed with a long life and will definitely give birth to a son for Your Majesty."

Xiao Jingheng nodded in satisfaction, and then looked at Gu An, whose face still looked calm.

In fact, Gu An was not as calm as he appeared. After all, he didn't want to, but he couldn't say it because he was standing here as a subject of the emperor.

*

That night, the emperor, who said he often felt powerless and physically weak, moved from the bathtub to the bed and finally to the chair in the Zheng Hall of Fengyi Palace.

This chair was brought from the East Palace study, not for any other reason, but because Xiao Jingheng really liked the armrests of this chair, the angle was perfect.

"No, I have to lie down." Gu Qinghe said weakly with an unstable breath.

Xiao Jingheng's eyes were red at this time. He hugged Gu Qinghe's waist tightly and pressed her against his legs.

Xiao Jingheng sat on the chair, using up all his strength, wishing he could just give birth to a child who could sit on the throne of the Eastern Palace.

In this way, Gu Qinghe can suffer less pain during childbirth.

Of course, it would be nice if he could have a little girl like the queen to be his sweet little cotton-padded jacket.

Han Desheng was standing outside, and Yingchun next to him was covering her ears and counting the stars in the sky.

He also lowered his head and counted the hairs on the whisk attentively to see if the eunuchs around the emperor were using 4,888 deer tail hairs.

Han Desheng thought he could never finish counting, but after counting several times, he could still occasionally hear the sound of chairs being dragged in the hall.

The emperor cannot be blamed, after all, he is just a young man in his early twenties.

What's more, the woman in his arms is his beloved, so it's understandable.

"Han Desheng—" the emperor's voice came from inside. Han Desheng breathed a sigh of relief and nudged Yingchun. "Someone's calling from inside. Get some water first."

Han Desheng said, pointing to his neck, "I've become hoarse from shouting here."

Yingchun blushed, nodded, and went in with her head down.

After the couch was tidied, Xiao Jingheng came out of the bathroom holding Gu Qinghe. The blush on Gu Qinghe's face had not yet faded.

After settling in, Jamel Xiao stretched out his arms as usual and fell asleep.

*

On the fourth day of May, the Emperor and Empress, along with the Empress Dowager, went to the temporary palace to visit the Emperor.

The retired emperor has already exceeded the limit of "at most half a year" as stated by the royal judge at the time, but the weather has become extremely hot recently, and his health condition is not very good.

Gu Qinghe sat in the carriage with the Empress Dowager, while Xiao Jingheng rode a horse.

There is a mountain road leading to the palace, and even the Empress Dowager's luxurious carriage was bumpy.

Maybe it was because of the shaking, Gu Qinghe felt very uncomfortable in his stomach and had acid in his mouth.

The Grand Empress Dowager put down the candied fruit in her hand and glanced at Nanny Lin with a smile. This smile had an ulterior motive.

Nanny Lin smiled and said, "Yingchun, when did your wife last have her period?"

Yingchun frowned at first, then became delighted when she heard this. She looked at the Empress and said, "Your Majesty, your period came on March 29th, but not in April. It's already May now."

Yingchun was delighted because the Queen had not allowed her to secretly massage that acupoint since the New Year.

"Granddaughter-in-law, you are most likely pregnant." The Empress Dowager breathed a sigh of relief. At least her granddaughter-in-law could get pregnant, which meant that there was nothing wrong with her grandson's health.

"Grandmother, let's wait until the imperial physician takes your pulse." Gu Qinghe had a rough idea in her mind, but she still had to be cautious.

The Grand Empress Dowager smiled and said, "There's no doubt about it." Her grandson came to pay his respects a few days ago and mentioned that the Queen's temper had worsened recently.

Gu Qinghe smiled and nodded, "I hope so." She also hoped that the child would come back to find her.

When they arrived at the palace, Xiao Jingheng chatted with his father, and the Empress Dowager sent for the imperial physician.

There were four imperial physicians on duty at the palace. Two of them came when the Empress Dowager called. Xiao Jingheng was shocked when he saw the imperial physicians hurrying around in the pavilion.

Who is feeling unwell?

The Emperor saw his son's worry and said, "Jingheng, don't show your emotions on your face."

Han Desheng glanced at the emperor, then lowered his head. Only the empress could influence the emperor's mood.

"Yes, I am afraid that the Empress Dowager or the Empress is not feeling well, so I lost my composure. Please punish me, father." Xiao Jingheng said.

The emperor waved his hand. "What punishment? Just a reminder. You've done very well in the past six months. Go and take a look."

When Xiao Jingheng arrived at the Empress Dowager's place, everyone in the palace was smiling, as if there was some great joyful event.

The Empress Dowager also looked at him with a loving expression, completely different from the Empress Dowager who usually brought him deer antler soup.

Jamel Xiao was also delighted, “Chair!”

The Empress Dowager was confused when she heard this. "What chair? Your wife is pregnant. What does that have to do with a chair?"

Gu Qinghe knew what Xiao Jingheng was talking about. He said that this child was the one who had the chair...

In fact, it doesn’t necessarily have to be a chair, it could also be a bathtub.

Gu Qinghe glared at him, and the latter quickly smiled and said, "Grandmother, my grandson is so happy. Did you say you are pregnant? You heard it wrong."

The Empress Dowager was happy and didn't bother with him.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Xiao Jingheng glanced at Gu Qinghe first, and without waiting for her to answer, he asked the imperial physician, "How is the queen's fetus?"

After his joy, he felt scared because his pregnancy in his previous life was not smooth.

"In reply to Your Majesty, I have examined many women with slippery pulses. The Empress's pulse is very strong. Please rest assured." The imperial physician replied.