The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Ji Wuyuan's body suddenly froze, and his originally stern face froze in an instant.

He stared at the imperial physician kneeling on the ground, his eyes gradually reddening, his voice low and hoarse: "What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, the imperial physician raised his head, his face filled with joy, and said with a firm tone, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine is pregnant! We have confirmed it again and again."

Ji Wuyuan stood there in a daze, his eyes becoming increasingly red.

Excitement, joy, helplessness and many other complex emotions surged in his heart, and for a moment, he forgot to react.

Seeing the emperor's moody expression, everyone was afraid to speak.

Ji Wuyuan quickly reacted, walked past the palace maid in front of him, and strode towards the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Jiang Wantang was lying quietly on the dragon couch, surrounded by palace maids and imperial physicians. Her long black hair was like a waterfall, scattered on the imperial pillow embroidered with gold thread.

That stunning and bright little face was completely bloodless and pale as paper.

The pair of peach blossom eyes that were once moist and charming were now closed, and the long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the eyes like crow feathers.

She lay there quietly, looking extremely thin and fragile, like a delicate flower hit by frost, lifeless.

With just one glance, Ji Wuyuan's excitement and joy disappeared in an instant, replaced by endless worry and heartache.

It's only been one night since we last met, how could she have ended up like this?

Ji Wuyuan suddenly felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and indescribable pain swept over him.

He suppressed the coldness in his body, walked slowly to the couch and sat down, raising his hand to stroke Jiang Wantang's pale face.

After a moment, Ji Wuyuan's cold gaze swept across the kneeling imperial physicians in the hall and asked in a cold voice, "Why did the imperial concubine faint? Why does she look so weak?"

The chief imperial physician trembled and said, "Your Majesty, the imperial concubine is pregnant and the pregnancy is still young, so it is an unstable period..."

"Plus, Her Majesty... She is overly worried and depressed, and her pulse seems too weak. If I can't resolve Her Majesty's worries, I'm afraid..."

At the end of his speech, the imperial physician's voice became lower and lower, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he dared not say any more.

Ji Wuyuan's heart sank.

"I am too worried and depressed..." He murmured these words in a low voice, with complex emotions surging in his deep pupils.

After a long silence, Ji Wuyuan spoke again: "When will she wake up?"

The imperial physician raised his head, hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has not been sleeping well recently and is restless. I have added a few sleeping aids to the pregnancy-maintaining medicine. I'm afraid you won't wake up until nightfall."

As if in accord with what the imperial physician said, Jiang Wantang, who was lying on the couch, frowned tightly.

I couldn't sleep well in my dreams, my brows were furrowed, and my long eyelashes were trembling slightly, as if I was troubled by some worries in my dreams.

Ji Wuyuan couldn't help but feel nervous. He reached out his hand, gently stroked her forehead, and slowly smoothed her wrinkled forehead.

Upon seeing this, the imperial physician cautiously stepped aside, not daring to say anything more.

Ji Wuyuan looked at Jiang Wantang's pale and weak face, his gaze slowly moved down to her flat belly. His eyes were complex, but also a little warmer.

She already has a baby in her belly...

That's their child...

Their first child...

There is an indescribable complex emotion surging in my heart.

The corners of Ji Wuyuan's eyes curved red, deep and intense. He reached out a trembling hand and gently caressed Jiang Wantang's lower abdomen through the brocade quilt...

He couldn't believe that there was already a small life growing inside.

After a long time, Ji Wuyuan restrained himself and withdrew his hand.

He turned to the imperial physician and said in a deep voice, "From today on, your only responsibility is to take good care of the imperial concubine and her unborn child. I want them and their child to be safe. There must not be any mistakes, otherwise..."

Ji Wuyuan glanced at them fiercely, and the imperial doctors were so frightened that they knelt down and kowtowed.

"Your Highness and I will do our utmost to ensure the well-being of Your Majesty and her child!"

Then, Ji Wuyuan waved his hand, signaling them to leave.

All the imperial doctors retreated outside the hall and waited as if they had been pardoned.

Soon, he and Jiang Wantang were the only ones left in the huge bedroom.

Ji Wuyuan's gaze fell on Jiang Wantang's face again, and his eyes unconsciously revealed endless tenderness.

He held her hand tightly, feeling the cold temperature in her hand, and the warm palm transmitted the warmth to Jiang Wantang's limbs and bones along the palm.

Ji Wuyuan just sat quietly beside the couch and watched over her, never leaving.

As time passed, the sky outside gradually darkened.

Jiang Wantang woke up slowly on the dragon bed. Before she regained consciousness, she felt warmth in her palms, as if something was holding them tightly.

Jiang Wantang opened her eyes and turned around to see Ji Wuyuan sitting beside the couch with his eyes closed, looking like he was asleep.

But he held her hand tightly, without relaxing at all.

Jiang Wantang opened her eyes wide and looked upwards, landing on Ji Wuyuan's cold and handsome face.

In the dim candlelight in the hall, his eyebrows and eyes appeared even softer.

His usual majesty had faded a little at this moment, but it was still difficult to conceal the noble aura around him.

Jiang Wantang saw a faint blue-gray tint in his eyes. He looked so tired, and it seemed that he hadn't slept for several days.

Her eyes were filled with sadness, and now she felt even more guilty.

Jiang Wantang moved her tightly clenched fingers cautiously, trying not to wake Ji Wuyuan.

However, as soon as she moved, Ji Wuyuan seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.

"woke up?"

Ji Wuyuan's voice was mixed with a bit of hoarseness and laziness as if he had just woken up, and it revealed an indescribable tenderness.

"are you hungry?"

"I'll have the food brought over..."

Jiang Wantang didn't say anything. She moved her body and wanted to sit up. Ji Wuyuan immediately leaned over and helped her sit up.

Then he reached out again, gently tucked Jiang Wantang's scattered hair behind her ears, and looked at her tenderly.

"Tang'er, you can tell me whatever you want to eat or do..."

"Don't keep it to yourself, okay?"

"Tang'er, you are not alone now. You have our child in your belly."

child?

Jiang Wantang's heart tightened, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Her fingers unconsciously clenched the quilt, and her fingertips turned slightly white.

Ji Wuyuan had already reached out and held her in his arms. He gently patted her back, treating her with the utmost care as if she were a rare treasure.

He spoke, his low, hoarse voice unable to conceal his excitement and love: "Tang'er, do you know how happy I am?"

"I have never been so nervous, anxious, and looking forward to it..."

"Before you appeared, I never thought about having a child of my own."