The little fox is super pregnant, the heir-less boss is spoiling her like crazy

"All I ask for is to win the heart of one person and to be with him till we grow old together."

She curled her lips and said, "So, I am very happy that the emperor can come tonight."

Su Mei looked at Murong Yuan with a sweet smile.

The system looked at Su Mei's series of tricks and breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, when it came to the skill of seducing people, vixens were better at it.

The emperor was very pleased with the concubine's flattering words. He tightened his arms around her waist and skillfully held her in his arms.

He kissed her forehead and said, "Well, go to sleep. You are pregnant now, so you need to get more sleep to get enough rest."

Concubine Rou waited for several months, but the emperor never saw her. Even when she looked for opportunities to see the emperor, she was always stopped outside the door.

Her family sent a message to her, saying that she shouldn't have caused such a scene at the palace banquet. Not only did she lose the emperor's favor, but she also made her cousin's family unhappy.

Concubine Rou was so angry that she smashed a lot of porcelain in the palace for several days.

It's only a month away from the beginning of autumn, and she really can't sit still.

In the palace next to the imperial study, Su Mei was not worried.

She is due to give birth in a month.

When Xiao Cui came back, she also brought some silk.

"Master, this is Fuguang brocade, a gift from the Jingshifang. They said it's the beginning of autumn, so you can have new clothes made."

As he said this, he held the silk in front of Su Mei.

Su Mei was embroidering tiger-head shoes, so she put it aside and looked up at her.

The emerald green material, the light and shadow on it are like flowing water, constantly surging.

Not bad indeed.

Su Mei put down the ugly embroidered tiger-head shoes, picked up the material, touched it carefully, and found that the texture was quite good.

The patterns embroidered on it are all auspicious clouds and wild cranes, which have excellent meanings.

"Put it away and make a small set of clothes for the baby when he is born."

Su Mei said with a smile.

Xiaolan looked at the tiger-head shoes that Su Mei had spent several days embroidering. The tiger on them was crooked. She guessed that Su Mei didn't know how to do needlework before.

"If Your Majesty likes it, you can ask the clothing bureau to make it for the little prince when the time comes." Xiaolan put the material away and said.

"You are worried about my craftsmanship and wasting this good material." Su Mei thought about it and it was true. It was a pity to waste such good material with her craftsmanship.

"If Your Majesty likes it, wasting a few pieces won't be a big deal. When our little prince is born, will we still need a few pieces of material?"

"Xiao Ju, be careful with your words and actions. There are many people in this palace and if others hear what you said, they will say something nonsense and make the Empress upset." Xiao Mei said.

"Xiaomei, is everything ready for tonight's dinner? I didn't want to go at first, but it's the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet, and it coincides with a victory at the border, so I have to go to such a banquet." Su Mei changed the subject.

Because of the trouble that occurred at the last banquet in the Queen's Palace, the master and his servants no longer like to go to crowded places.

Fortunately, the queen was also sympathetic and exempted Su Mei from the morning and evening visits. She just asked her to rest assured and take care of her pregnancy in the palace and not go out on weekdays.

"Everything is ready," Xiaomei said. "Master, I've already sent some palace servants to clear the fallen leaves off the road. Sister Xiaocui and I went there and it wasn't slippery at all."

"Maybe things will get better after the baby is born," Su Mei said. "Now that he's in her belly, I'm always worried. After all, everyone is watching him."

"Who says it's not true? People say giving birth is the gate of hell." Xiaolan said.

Su Mei nodded. Not to mention humans, many foxes would die during childbirth due to dystocia.

"Master, the kitchen has prepared new snacks and sent them here." said the eunuch outside.

"Well, bring it in. Xiaolan, grab some golden melon seeds as a reward for them." Su Mei said.

After a while, several plates of exquisite pastries were brought in, which looked like they had been carefully prepared.

The kitchen came to Su Mei every day and brought her food in various ways, which relieved Su Mei's vomiting symptoms a lot.

In the Queen's Palace, the nanny was combing the Queen's hair.

She had been ill for a few days, and every day after the concubines paid their respects, she would return to her couch to rest. It was only in the last few days that she began to feel more energetic.

The old nanny who followed her felt sorry for her.

The empress is in her thirties this year, a few years older than the emperor, but she has never had any children, and people from home often come to urge her to have a baby.

In the past few years, other people in the palace had no children, and the letters from home were not so straightforward. Now that there is a pregnant concubine in the palace, the words from home are inevitably a little harsh.

"My girl, I've really wronged you over the years. You've been taking the family recipes for more than ten years, and you've ruined your health. I originally thought that Concubine Su was of humble origin, and even if she was a concubine, the prince would still have to be raised by you in the future. But now, the empress dowager has found out that General Zhan is her grandfather, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for the child to come over." The old nanny said in a heavy tone.

The Queen reached out and hid the silver hair on her temples. "Whether or not a child can be conceived in this palace is one thing, whether or not the child can be born is another, and whether or not we have the good fortune to raise the child after the birth is another. In the past few days, I have heard that there has been a lot of movement in Concubine Rou's palace."

"Has your Majesty already made up your mind?" asked the old nanny.

"I just need to sit back and relax, and the rest of the things have nothing to do with me. The emperor and the empress dowager don't like instability in the harem, so I naturally won't be the bad guy. Besides, no matter whose belly the child comes out of, he has to call me the imperial mother." The queen said in a light tone.

This harem may seem like a stagnant pool, but in fact, there are turbulent waves underneath.

The fact that Concubine Su is still safe and sound is just a consensus reached by the women in the harem.

This child is not only used by His Majesty to maintain the throne, but also by other concubines to maintain their own status.

If the emperor were not the emperor, they would naturally not be concubines. One move would affect the whole body.

Only the idiot Concubine Rou would think of overthrowing Concubine Su. Any smart woman in the harem would not do that.

Perhaps, Concubine Rou always believed that Concubine Yang was the one who planned it, so she became so arrogant.

If she hadn't instigated the servants around Concubine Yang behind the scenes to create discord between Concubine Yang and the Emperor, that fool Concubine Rou would have really thought she could do it.

The beauty Yi in her palace is smarter than her.

The Empress Dowager's birthday banquet was scheduled for the evening, and it happened that a victory had been won on the front line. The Emperor wanted to reward the soldiers on the front line, so he specially made this birthday banquet grand.

The entire palace was hung with festive red lanterns, making it look even more lively than during the Chinese New Year.

Su Mei's movements are becoming increasingly inconvenient, and she needs someone to support her when she walks. As she walks on the road, she feels inexplicably panicked.

"System, I have a bad feeling tonight. Please be more alert later." Su Mei called the system urgently.