Shocked! After rebirth, my princess wants to remarry

The Grand Empress Dowager looked at her grandson's happy expression and couldn't help but jokingly said, "The Queen just said that she is pregnant with the Emperor's child. Apart from feeling a little nauseous just now, there's nothing else to worry about."

Han Desheng pursed his lips tightly. What the Empress Dowager said was all right, but it just sounded like she was cursing.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jingheng tilted his head and said, "Grandmother, what you said is not wrong, but it is a bit harsh."

Seeing Gu Qinghe looking at her belly with a raised mouth, he shook his head and laughed, then asked the imperial physician, "The Queen is feeling nauseous, what's going on? What's the reason?"

The imperial physician was speechless. What happened? Because she was pregnant. Why? The emperor himself knew best.

What you think is one thing, what you say is another. The imperial physician respectfully replied, "Your Majesty, I have examined the Empress' pulse and it is smooth. Her discomfort just now was probably due to the bumpy ride of the carriage. It was truly an accident."

Jamel Xiao said "hmm" lightly, "There is a reward."

"Han Desheng, send the imperial physician out." Xiao Jingheng said, turning to look at Gu Qinghe, "You rest here for a while, I'll go tell my father."

*

It is not advisable to make the pregnancy public during the first three months. Of course, except for Fengyi Palace, Yongshou Palace, and Shoukang Palace where Concubine Li lives, all other palaces in Xiao Jingheng's harem are empty.

There are few people, no conflicts of interest, and no one to pass on messages.

Therefore, until the beginning of August, the news of the Queen's pregnancy had not yet spread.

When Xiao Jingheng attended the morning court, there were ministers who cared about his father from time to time, but their target was still him.

"Your Majesty, the wish of the retired emperor now is probably to see him have a legitimate grandson." An official from the Ministry of Rites stepped forward to advise.

When Xiao Jingheng saw him looking around below, he guessed what he was trying to say.

The truth is, who doesn't want to be a relative by marriage? It's quicker to get power.

Xiao Jingheng chuckled, "Thank you for still thinking of my father, my dear. But if my father waits a few more months, he will have a legitimate grandson."

The ministers below, especially those who had daughters at home, all looked at each other in bewilderment. Wasn't it because of the rumors that the empress was incompetent that the emperor risked saying that he was incompetent?

If you count it, there were some in the month when the emperor said he was unable to do it. Are the couple holding their breath and about to have a child?

In that sense, they did make some contribution.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. Congratulations, Your Majesty." The ministers knelt down again and kowtowed, shouting "Long live the emperor."

Xiao Jingheng retired from the court in high spirits, then went to Fengyi Palace, where he watched the empress, whose belly was slightly protruding, practicing Ba Duan Jin.

It’s great to maintain health with your children.

"Has the imperial physician finished taking Ping An's pulse?" Xiao Jingheng waited for her to finally stop and asked softly, wiping the thin sweat off her face.

Gu Qinghe nodded, "Yes, it's good."

Xiao Jingheng nodded, "The environment for growth this time is better. I heard from the imperial physician that the baby in the belly started to move from four or five months. I hope he will be a well-behaved one."

Gu Qinghe smiled and said, "It's okay to be more lively. I like it."

"Yes, I like them all too. It's mainly because I feel sorry for the Queen." Xiao Jingheng put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her gently.

Han Desheng quickly turned around and flicked his whisk. He was used to it. The emperor would not do anything, he was just talking nonsense.

*

By October, the Queen was already five months pregnant.

Some ministers began to think again. The emperor is also a man, and men tend to get tired of the old and love the new. Even if he loves the empress very much, he cannot serve the pregnant woman closely. There must be a time to relieve his pressure.

However, before they could think of their words, news came from the palace that the retired emperor's condition had worsened.

The emperor's biological father is lying in bed dying, and you still want to persuade your son to take a concubine? Especially when the emperor's father is your former leader.

The retired emperor was critically ill in October and died in November. Xiao Jingheng personally took charge of the funeral. Gu Qinghe, who was already in poor health and had to avoid the third wife, accompanied the Grand Empress Dowager.

The Supreme Emperor once said that the common people use days to represent the year, while officials and the palace use months to represent the year.

After three months of mourning, the Empress of Fengyi Palace had just finished her period, and within a few days, she had her period.

At that time, the emperor had just finished his morning court session and the ministers had not yet had time to leave.

Hearing this, the minister who had always wanted to propose to the emperor to choose a concubine came up to the people from the Imperial Observatory and wanted to find out more.

Now he couldn't help but believe it. Every time he wanted to cause some trouble to the Queen, there was always an irresistible force that hindered him.

Does the Queen have God’s help?

The man from the Imperial Observatory stroked his mustache and chuckled, saying, "I can't answer that directly, so I'll just ask you, Your Excellency, have you ever seen a Crown Princess or Empress do so smoothly?"

"I advise you not to dream of the Empress giving birth to a princess. I calculated yesterday that this is a rare auspicious sign, a sign of a wise ruler's arrival. This gloomy sky will soon clear up."

After saying this, he cupped his hands and said, "Just be a quiet official. Are you trying so hard to send your daughter to the palace, only to fill the world with more poems about women's grievances?"

*

When the emperor rushed to Fengyi Palace at the speed of lightning, the imperial physicians were standing in a row outside, along with three or four female doctors.

"Who wants to talk to me?" Xiao Jingheng asked in a deep voice.

"In reply to your Majesty, the Empress's delivery is going smoothly. She will be almost done in another hour."

As the imperial physician finished speaking, a muffled cry of pain was heard from the delivery room.

This tone made the emperor, who had been calm for nearly a year, forget what calmness meant. He just walked back and forth outside. Han Desheng felt dizzy looking at the emperor's feet.

"Qinghe, I'm outside. Don't worry, I will definitely protect you." Xiao Jingheng stood at the door of the delivery room, his tone very decisive, "Absolutely nothing will happen."

The Empress Dowager came over and heard these words. She reached out and pushed the Emperor away, "Go and rest. Your shouting will do nothing but distract the Empress."

Xiao Jingheng's eyes were still looking at the door of the delivery room where nothing could be seen. "Grandson wants to encourage the queen." And if there is any accident, he will protect the queen.

The Empress Dowager glanced at him and said, "At this time, a man's words are not as effective as a bowl of chicken noodle soup."

Xiao Jingheng didn't say anything, but continued to pace in the hall.

Finally, with a cry, the Empress Dowager breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. She really liked Gu Qinghe as her granddaughter-in-law and hoped that she would suffer less.

Xiao Jingheng came to the door of the delivery room, rubbing his hands nervously. The midwife came out holding a bright yellow swaddling cloth, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, the Empress Dowager, the Empress has given birth to a prince weighing six pounds and six ounces."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Jinbao, who was waiting outside the palace, heard the voices of the palace maids and the young eunuchs. He looked up and saw that the originally gloomy sky was suddenly filled with rosy clouds. The red and yellow intertwined light spread from the sky and fell on the bricks and tiles of Fengyi Palace.

Xiao Jingheng glanced at his son and thought to himself: I have seen you once in two lifetimes, and you have tortured my wife twice. I will definitely discipline you strictly in the future.

Then, he entered the delivery room, held Gu Qinghe in his arms, and carried her back to the inner room of the main hall. He gently stroked her sweat-soaked hair and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I love you, always, for all eternity, until death."

Gu Qinghe held his hand back and said, "The future is too far away. Let's live our present life well. Don't say goodbye."

"Okay." Xiao Jingheng leaned over and kissed the Queen's forehead, his voice extremely gentle, "Live every day well."

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