I slowly sat up, feeling exhausted like never before. It felt like a strong air current was pressing on my chest, preventing me from moving. My mouth was bitter and tasteless.
Finally, I moved out of bed with difficulty, glanced at her lightly, and said, "Where are you going?"
"Go and call the imperial doctor, miss..." As soon as Xi'er finished speaking, I suddenly felt dizzy and my vision gradually blurred...
"What happened to the queen?" A familiar voice, mixed with impatience and even irritability, sounded in my ears.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, your Majesty has a happy pulse." The imperial doctor was very excited, and his old voice trembled slightly.
I was stunned and turned my face sideways. Tears flowed from the corners of my eyes and fell on the bright red silk quilt, making it wet.
"Didn't you say that the queen has a child?!" Meng Zihan hesitated for a while, and his words revealed joy.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, your Majesty is indeed pregnant with the dragon child." The imperial physician replied respectfully.
This is his first child, the child of him and Yan'er! Meng Zihan murmured to himself, with a different smile on his lips, which melted the frost on his face.
"Go down, you will be rewarded!" He announced excitedly. In addition to the joy of becoming a father for the first time, an indescribable complex emotion suddenly surged into his heart.
He doesn't care about children, they are just a tool. To him, they only mean the continuation of the throne, nothing more!
He will not let them leave anything behind, those women who try to get close to him, his children, only she, only she can be the mother of his children.
"Stop pretending!" Meng Zihan's voice could not hide the joy in his heart, and the cold breath between his eyebrows gradually dissipated.
After all, he is too smart, or he knows me too well and understands that I am scary.
I turned around silently and saw a pale face, bloodless, and clear eyes without any emotion.
"You!" Meng Zihan looked at me in astonishment, a transparent teardrop gently touching my thick eyelashes.
The dark eyes flashed with a fragile light, and the slightly white lips were pressed into a tight line.
"Are you disappointed?!" His voice suddenly turned cold, and his eyes returned to their usual sinister look.
There was a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, as beautiful as the delicate petals of March in spring, extremely eye-catching.
Many things do not need explanation. If he has the intention, he will naturally understand.
If he insists on distorting it, no matter how many explanations he gives, it can only be regarded as sophistry.
"What are you laughing at?" Meng Zihan was startled, and her smile made his originally cold heart tremble suddenly.
The crystal tears slowly dripped down and flowed across the corners of her mouth, forming a coquettish scene with her sad smile.
A cold heart, filled with bitterness...
"I'm tired." I slowly closed my eyes, deeply isolating his cold face from my heart.
I have a strange premonition in my heart, as if my life is gradually fading away, and even a word can make me feel tired.
Is it his ruthlessness or my stubbornness, I can no longer tell. A little life in my belly is growing tenaciously, but it cannot fill the empty heart.
He is my child. I quietly caressed my still flat belly, and a warm smile appeared on my face unconsciously.
Meng Zihan didn't speak anymore. He lay quietly next to me, in the position that belonged to him, and his hoarse voice shook my heart:
"Yan'er, give birth to him well, our child!"
I turned away expressionlessly, letting his strong arms wrap around my waist, and his warm and rough breath spread around me...
He buried himself deeply into my neck, sighed quietly, and unconsciously hugged me tightly with his hands, as if he wanted to integrate me into his body.
His thick black eyelashes fluttered neatly on his deep eyes, the straight bridge of his nose showed the majesty of a king, and his cold lips were closed coldly. He must be tired to sleep so peacefully!
…
"Miss, you look much better!" Xi'er stared at me for a long time and shouted excitedly.
I smiled faintly, slowly walked out of bed, came to the window, and looked at the lonely tree quietly.
He didn't want me anymore, he just lay beside me quietly every night, put his big hands on my body, hugged me, and fell asleep peacefully.
But, I know that he is taking care of me and protecting his children!
"Miss, what do you think the emperor has given you?" Xi'er came to me in surprise holding three jade pendants.
"Why are you giving these to me?!" I glanced slightly. Each jade pendant was engraved with patterns of different sizes and shapes.
Xi'er glanced at me funny and said angrily: "Miss, can't you still see it?! Your and the emperor's names are engraved on each of these jade pendants!"
Xi'er picked a piece and carefully placed it in front of my eyes, gesturing with envy in her eyes.
"Really? What do I need this for?" I glanced slightly and asked casually.
"Miss..." Xi'er was about to say something when a figure suddenly appeared in front of me.
Meng Zihan looked at me tenderly, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and even his lips turned up slightly. He looked like he was in a good mood.
"You go down first." Meng Zihan glanced at Xian Xi'er and ordered in a deep voice. When his eyes drifted towards me, his tone unconsciously softened a little.
"What's the matter?" I looked at him calmly. He had almost never spoken to me so gently since Yan Chen appeared.
Meng Zihan was startled, his expression changed, he grabbed my shoulders and forced me to look directly at him.
"Don't you like it?" He gently picked up the three jade pendants and held them in his hands like treasures.
"It's not about whether I like it or not. I have never been interested in these things!" I said lightly without even looking at them.
Meng Zihan's face froze, his eyes showed a trace of hurt, and his thick eyebrows were knitted together, but his voice was still very soft: "Yan'er, these three jade pendants are very rare in the world, and these three jade pendants are exactly the same.
where
I'm afraid the detailed numbers are absolutely the same." He paused, and seeing my face relax slightly, he continued: "My and your names were engraved on them soon. You see, there is a blank space in the middle.
Leave it to our children."
I listened to him silently, feeling a sense of sadness in my heart. His temperament, which was sometimes as gentle as water and sometimes as violent as fire, made me more and more confused.
In front of me, he no longer looked like a lofty monarch, but like a very ordinary father. His sincere joy made me unable to tell whether it was true or false.
Meng Zihan, who is you? I'm tired, I don't have the energy to distinguish anymore, and I'm not in the mood to care about anything or try to figure out the meaning of your words!
But, do you know these?!
""Are you unhappy? Still uncomfortable? Do you want to be declared the imperial doctor?!" Meng Zihan asked three questions in a row, looking very nervous.
I slowly turned around, and my calm eyes met those gentle eyes, which were full of deep affection. However, I could no longer feel it.
"Meng Zihan, which one is right?!" I said in a light voice.
Meng Zihan was obviously startled, his irritable black eyes were filled with surprise at first, and then slowly turned into tenderness, and even a long-lost doting.
"Everyone is me, the one who is angry is me, the one who is jealous is me, the one who loves you is me, and the one who blames you is me. All of this is because I love you."
I raised my face in confusion and looked again at that handsome face that made me sad and happy several times. Should I believe you? My heart can no longer withstand any test.
"Yan'er, it was all my fault in the past. From now on, I will take good care of you and the child." Meng Zihan's changeable eyes instantly became as clear as water, and only the shallow smile in his eyes once again proved his
gentle.
The word "Shou" made me tremble suddenly. He gently held my shoulders and took me into his arms. His warm and rough breath kept drifting to my face, blurring my eyes.
I leaned quietly on his chest, listening to his thumping heartbeat, feeling confused.
He is an emperor, he is a tyrant, everything about him scares me, his ruthlessness, his tyranny, and his cruelty are all deeply imprinted in my heart.
Does he love me?
Or is it, this child?!
I let out a breath. In the war with him, I lost...
Inside Xiyue Palace
"What did you do?!" Wen Ruoyu walked down angrily, looking very ugly.
"I, how did I know that the emperor loves her so much that he can even endure this kind of thing!" Concubine Zhen looked at the furious woman in front of her tremblingly. Her body exuded a kind of cold glamour, which was scary.
"It's good now that you have helped them. I am now suspicious. You have been with the emperor for so many years, but why is your stomach so unsatisfactory?!" Wen Ruoyu glanced at her flat belly and spoke harshly.
"I..." Concubine Zhen was speechless. This was a temporary illness in her heart. Could it be that she didn't want to? It was just that Meng Zihan never gave her this chance!
He was as cruel as a devil, and those bowls of black concoction completely wiped out all her hopes.
Wen Ruoyu glanced at her with hatred, how could she not understand in her heart, but this only increased her resentment!
If the Queen Mother hadn't forced her to drink the bowl of saffron that would lead to lifelong infertility many years ago, how could she have ended up like this?!
Thinking of this, her hands clenched into fists involuntarily, her knuckles turned slightly white, and a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes that were stained red with hatred and jealousy.
"Ruo Fei, what should we do now? She has a child, and now even the Queen Mother loves her very much. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to hurt her!" She did not ignore Wen Ruoyu's unusual expression. This
A woman, with her fierce hatred and determination, might be able to help her get rid of this biggest threat.
Really?!" I sighed leisurely, reminding myself a thousand times in my heart: Don't be intoxicated, don't be deceived by his temporary tenderness!