Donggong Qinghuang raised the corners of her lips and said: "I have already sent people to take care of those three people. If we really find out any clues about her, I will report it to Your Majesty as soon as possible."
Xu Qingqian rolled her eyes and said: "Madam, if there is nothing serious about Chu Jiaoli, she happens to be pregnant..."
Donggong Qinghuang raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You have made some progress, you are not as reckless as before."
"It's my empress who gave me a good suggestion."
Donggong Qinghuang snorted softly and said: "With those three people here, there is no possibility of getting pregnant."
"Your Majesty is right." Xu Qingqian agreed, picked up the plate on the table and said, "Your Majesty, eat cakes."
Dong Gong Qinghuang looked at the lotus cake on the plate, frowned slightly, and suddenly felt a sense of disgust. She turned her face away, raised her hand, and said: "If you don't want to eat it, I'll reward you."
The lotus cakes in this palace were very precious. Xu Qingqian felt a burst of joy and quickly responded with a smile: "Thank you, empress."
At night, Prince's Mansion, Biluo Hall.
Jingyue pushed the door open and walked in, lowering her head and saying respectfully: "Your Highness, your Majesty."
Chu Jiaoli knelt down on the beauty's couch, and Bei Gong Tengxiao leaned in her arms. He closed his eyes and said with a lazy tone in his voice: "Say."
At the beginning of today, the Prince's Mansion strengthened its security, and Jing Yue reported on the major and minor matters in the Prince's Mansion throughout the day, as well as the list of entrances and exits.
"Your Highness, the only one who left the palace today is Xu Liangdi. It was the Queen Concubine in the palace who summoned her to the palace. She did not return until Shenshi."
Beigong Tengxiao slowly opened his eyes, with a ruthless and sinister look in his eyes, and said: "Little Liangdi, how dare you do something small under my nose."
Chu Jiaoli waved gently towards Jingyue, signaling him to step back.
Jingyue clasped her fists and accepted the order, turned around and walked out.
Chu Jiaoli raised her hands, gently rubbed Beigong Tengxiao's temples, and said: "Your Highness, now is the time to stabilize the government. Although the imperial censor is useful for the time being, Your Highness should not act rashly."
Bei Gong Tengxiao was silent for a long time. He reached out to hold one of her hands, brought it to his lips, and kissed her softly. His fingers rubbed her tender palm, as if he was holding back something.
Chu Jiaoli raised her eyebrows slightly and said in a gentle tone: "Your Highness?"
"It's up to you," Beigong Tengxiao said.
Chu Jiaoli showed a soft smile and said: "Your Highness, you should change your patience."
Beigong Tengxiao gritted his teeth and said: "I have already listened to you, what else do you want me to do?"
Chu Jiaoli touched his heart, which was beating violently. She said softly: "But His Highness is very angry."
Beigong Tengxiao pressed her hand on his heart, looked at the lamp hanging above with his open eyes, and said: "Li'er, I feel sorry for you."
Chu Jiaoli bowed her head, kissed his forehead gently, and said with a faint smile: "They can't make any big waves."
Beigong Tengxiao held her hand tightly and said: "They'd better be at peace."
Qinghuang Hall.
"Ah!" With a scream of anger, all the jewelry and makeup powder on the dressing table were swept to the ground, making a "crackling" sound.
The servants were dismissed in the room, leaving only Fang Fei kneeling on the ground. She picked up the powder while crying, and said: "My queen, could you please calm down? If your majesty knows about such a big reaction..."
"I'm not pregnant! No! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" Donggong Qinghuang held her head in pain, her face so broken that she couldn't control herself, "I want to abort it..."
Today, she felt some changes in her appetite, so she called the imperial doctor to come for treatment. Unexpectedly, she found out that she was already half a month pregnant. When she thought that the fetus in her belly was Bei Gonglie's, she was so angry that she almost fainted.
, I wish I could kill the old emperor Beigong Lie with a knife!
Fang Fei's face was full of worry. She pulled the hem of Donggong Qinghuang's skirt and said, "I can't help it, I know you're crying in your heart, but... please keep your voice down. I'm afraid you're pregnant now."
The news has reached His Majesty’s ears.”
Donggong Qinghuang sobbed in pain, with tears all over her face, and her red and swollen eyes looked embarrassed.
Fang Fei pursed her lips and said, "My dear, please be more open-minded..."
Dong Gong Qinghuang was like a firecracker that ignited at a moment's notice, and immediately shouted at her angrily: "What do you want me to do!"
Fang Fei felt heartbroken when she saw her mother-in-law on the verge of madness. She anxiously thought about countermeasures, and suddenly realized something and said: "Madam, calm down. I heard that after the death of Emperor Beiming, he wanted to take his beloved concubine to be buried with him. Your Majesty did not
It’s only a few days to live. Now that the empress is pregnant, she can escape and avoid death.”
After hearing this, Dong Gong Qinghuang gradually calmed down. She was panting with her chest rising and falling because of her anger. Now she slowly calmed down. She swallowed, looked at Fang Fei and said, "Really?"
Fang Fei nodded and said: "Your Majesty is pregnant with a dragon. How could your Majesty ask you to be buried with the little prince? A mother is more valuable than her son. It is a good thing that the queen has this dragon heir."
Donggong Qinghuang lowered his head, raised his hand to touch his belly, gritted his teeth and said, "Is it possible that I am going to give birth to that beast's child?"
Fang Fei whispered: "My Lady...if you really don't want it, you can just find the right opportunity to abort it secretly after His Majesty dies..."
Donggong Qinghuang slowly clenched her fists and gradually made a plan in her heart.
Prime Minister's Mansion.
After a hearty vent, Mo Wei sat on the edge of the couch, took the water that Wen Ruyu poured for her, and drank it slowly.
Wen Ruyu sat next to her, raised her hand and touched her head lovingly, and said: "The Queen of the East Palace is happy."
Mo Wei paused slightly, raised her eyebrows slightly, and smiled interestingly: "Oh?"
Wen Ruyu showed a faint smile and said: "I diagnosed her today. After reporting it to Bei Gonglie, guess what Bei Gonglie said?"
Mo Wei returned the empty water glass to him and said, "Don't be so pretentious."
Wen Ruyu put the water cup on the table beside her, hugged her affectionately into her arms, and said in a gentle and doting voice: "He said that if Dong Gong Qinghuang gave birth to a prince, he would give the little prince medicine.
If it’s a little princess, she can keep it, but once she gives birth to a child, she will inevitably die and will be buried with Bei Gonglie.”
Mo Wei showed a playful smile and said, "Really? He only told you about this?"
"Beigong Lie trusts me very much, so he naturally leaves the matter of drug harm to me. Judging from his appearance, he probably knows that he will not live long, and has made arrangements for his funeral."
Mo Wei understood, she gently raised the corners of her lips and said: "You find a way to tell Dong Gong Qinghuang about this, she will definitely not let it go, and Bei Gong Lie will not have to die in our hands."
Wen Ruyu raised the corners of her lips, bent down and kissed the top of her head, saying: "The most poisonous woman's heart."
