Good luck in pregnancy, the daughter of the prime minister's mansion has a soft waist

The emperor was trembling, his voice filled with anxiety and concern, which made Shen Muxue, who originally just wanted to pretend pain to increase authenticity, perform more seriously, trying to leave a deep impression on the emperor.

"Your Majesty, I am fearless and will definitely give birth to a dragon seed for you."

The emperor bent down to the bedside, his forehead almost touching Shen Muxue's.

"But at this moment I am afraid. I would rather not have this child than see you suffer."

After hearing this, Shen Muxue moved slightly and gently stroked the emperor's face, tears welling up in her eyes. "Even if it means sacrificing my life, I am willing to bear children for you to ensure that the Qing dynasty will be passed down from generation to generation."

"Don't say such depressing words. You will be safe. Believe me, Mu Xue."

From dawn till noon, I endured the pain of fiction while pouring out tender words, exhausted and hungry.

Although he did not feel any real pain after taking painkillers, he gradually felt exhausted due to excessive physical exertion and was about to fall asleep.

This scene frightened the midwife so much that her face turned pale, thinking that Shen Muxue might have a difficult delivery due to weakness.

He immediately asked the imperial physician for prescription and medicine, and at the same time suggested to the emperor whether to choose to save the child or the adult.

The emperor, who had never experienced such a terrifying moment, was struck by lightning, and his heart was filled with unprecedented panic.

I hope someone can give me spiritual support.

"Has Mother arrived yet?"

When people are extremely scared, they often think of their loved ones.

After a long time, a young maid reported: "The Queen Mother is still praying in the Buddhist temple, praying for a smooth delivery for the Queen."

This young attendant from Yixiang Palace, who had come specifically to gather information, knew that the Queen Mother disliked the Empress, and after saying the above, he added:

"Furthermore, if the situation is critical, Your Majesty, please prioritize the importance of continuing the royal bloodline."

The first sentence may be barely acceptable, but holiness requires a legitimate reason.

However, the second sentence clearly reveals the hope that the queen will die early.

Upon hearing this, the emperor's mood seemed to have undergone a change like ice and fire.

"roll!"

The emperor roared with his last bit of strength, and then he was on the verge of collapse from exhaustion.

Shen Muxue, who was half asleep and half awake, was startled awake by the sudden noise and asked in confusion, "Your Majesty, what happened?"

Seeing that Shen Muxue had regained consciousness, everyone's tense nerves relaxed a little, and they prayed silently in their hearts that the queen could give birth to a dragon heir as soon as possible.

At this moment, the emperor was trembling all over and could not speak. He just stared at his wife in front of him with deep affection and reluctance.

Although she didn't know what was happening, Shen Muxue didn't have the extra energy to think about it at the moment. She could only feel the contractions in her body becoming more frequent and intense.

"Ouch!"

"I'm coming!"

"The Queen gave birth to a little prince!"

Less than half an hour later, Shen Muxue turned around to look at the new life beside her, then looked at her husband who was looking at her with concern, and chuckled and teased: "He looks neither like me nor you."

Nanny Yang beamed. "My dear, how can a person's character be determined at birth? When our young master grows up, he'll naturally know who he's closer to. However, from the perspective of this old servant, I think his little nose bears some resemblance to yours."

"I think so too. Your mouth also has your charm."

The emperor gently wiped the sweat from her forehead and tenderly kissed her forehead.

"But I still hope he can be more manly, like you, Your Majesty. If he follows me, I'm afraid he will be too weak..."

The emperor agreed deeply, then sighed, "Who knows, maybe he will really look more and more like me."

"I just wonder what the emperor looked like when he was young. Will he be like our child?"

“Even I don’t remember it clearly.”

The two looked at each other, with sweet emotions in their eyes.

However, amidst this joy, a trace of regret quietly emerged in my heart.

It would be great if the Queen Mother could be here to witness it, at least she could describe a few things about her youth.

It’s a pity that the Queen Mother really fell asleep and had not yet arrived from Yixiang Palace.

After a simple tonic, Shen Muxue, exhausted both physically and mentally, gradually fell asleep, while the emperor quietly guarded beside her, as if immersed in a happy and hazy dream and unable to extricate himself.

Finally, I have my own flesh and blood to inherit the throne...

Looking at his wife and children sleeping in front of him, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction filled his chest.

"Where is my wonderful grandson?"

Accompanied by hurried questioning, an old lady with a cane walked into the house.

Hearing the sound, the emperor's face immediately lit up with joy: "Queen Dowager, please look over here, the little prince is sleeping peacefully."

After taking a closer look and finding that it was indeed the case, the old lady's face was filled with a happy smile: "Hey, it looks exactly like you when you were a child."

"Let's go out and talk in detail, don't disturb them."

So, led by the emperor, everyone came to the courtyard.

The people around them could hardly hide their joy.

Even the Queen Mother said with deep emotion: "You finally have someone to carry on the family line. I can finally rest assured."

"Your Majesty, your words are too kind. What's most needed right now is for you to take care of them both. Furthermore, Concubine Shen is blessed with great fortune to be the mother of the prince."

The emperor explained soothingly.

The Queen Mother agreed to this proposal and further suggested that the ceremony to be celebrated one month later should be widely announced.

The emperor immediately agreed to this suggestion.

The news that you have a biological son should be made known to everyone.

Just when the atmosphere was peaceful, the Queen Mother suddenly brought up the matter of Prince An: "Should we release that man when the day comes and let him see him? After all, our family is small..."

Hearing this, the originally happy mood became complicated. Facing the empress dowager's eager gaze, the emperor had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Shen Muxue took the recovery pills and her strength recovered quickly. These days, apart from eating and resting, she was in an excellent mental state.

Even though the emperor was still in confinement and unable to do anything, he still looked for opportunities to take advantage.

"Mu Xue has become much plumper. In my eyes, she is even more charming than before giving birth."

Seeing this, Shen Muxue said with dissatisfaction: "Your Majesty, I am still in confinement after childbirth. Aren't you being too frivolous?"

"What's wrong with me? I didn't really do anything!"

She glared at him and said in a delicate voice, "Then please remove your hand first, Your Majesty."

Being caught on the spot, the emperor could only pinch her cheek gently before saying, "After you are out of confinement, you must make it up to me."

This ambiguous conversation finally came to an abrupt end with the baby's cry.