Suyun stepped forward and told the emperor that the queen was unwell today...
"Not feeling well?" Zhao Zongheng raised his eyebrows, turned around and said, "Mr. Xuan."
"..." Suyun choked.
Who would have thought that the emperor actually invited the imperial physician?
Si Ningchi sat back on the phoenix couch, staring at the imperial doctor standing in front of him holding the medicine box and frowning. When he raised his eyes, he saw Zhao Zongheng standing beside him with a sullen face, as if she was really sick.
He actually invited the imperial doctor with such great fanfare.
"Your Majesty, my concubine is fine..." Si Ningchi lowered his head slightly and said.
"Let the imperial doctor take a look." Zhao Zongheng didn't notice that Si Ningchi was in a bad mood at all, and focused on urging the imperial doctor to diagnose his pulse.
"Your Majesty is not busy organizing marriage arrangements for the Holy King, so how can you have time to go to Fengwu Palace to care about the health of your concubine?" Si Ningchi was awkward and unwilling to reach out, and secretly glared at Zhao Zongheng and said.
"Marriage?" Zhao Zongheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then frowned and said, "I'm afraid it's a little early to talk about the emperor's uncle's marriage now."
After all, the horoscope has not been written yet...
Zhao Zongheng stepped forward and took Siningchi's hand and said warmly: "This little thing is not as important as you."
He raised his chin towards the imperial physician and motioned to step forward to diagnose the queen's pulse. Si Ningchi was too lazy to argue with him and looked at the imperial physician who came forward with an indifferent expression and stretched out his hand to ask the imperial physician to diagnose the pulse.
How?
The imperial physician lowered his head to check for pulse, and the look on his face became cautious as he did so.
Si Ningchi looked at the imperial doctor's expression with confusion, and raised his eyes to look at Su Yun, as if asking if she had secretly bribed the imperial doctor to deceive the emperor?
Suyun looked confused and looked at her boss Ning Chi, silently shaking her head and saying that she had done nothing.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" The imperial doctor who was diagnosing the pulse knelt down, leaned over and shouted: "The Queen is happy!"
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Question marks popped up above the heads of Zhao Zongheng and Si Ningchi, as if they couldn't understand people's words for a moment?
Probably because the silence in the palace was too frightening, the imperial doctor who had just said congratulations was startled. Isn't this a happy event?
After a while, Si Ningchi seemed to have recovered. He looked at the imperial doctor who was still kneeling on the ground and frowned and asked, "What did you say? I'm...pregnant?"
After a brief period of shock, she was not so surprised. Calculating the days and menstrual period, she had not come for a long time. She thought it was because she had not slept well recently and ate something bad, but she did not think about this layer.
"Yes, the empress's pulse shows that she is indeed pregnant." The imperial doctor quickly leaned over and responded: "But the time limit is a little short, I'm afraid we need to observe more..."
"Thank you, doctor." Si Ningchi accepted it well and nodded slightly to show that he understood.
Zhao Zongheng next to him seemed to have heard something big. He was so shocked that he didn't say anything for a long time. His eyes were staring straight at Si Ningchi's belly, as if he was thinking about something heavy.<
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Si Ningchi raised his eyebrows slightly: "The Emperor doesn't like children?"
"No, it's not." Zhao Zongheng woke up suddenly, pursed his lips and stared at her without saying anything, his expression becoming more solemn.
"You should take a good rest. I'll go back to Xuanming Hall first." Zhao Zongheng walked in a hurry, showing no joy at being a father. He hurriedly returned to Xuanming Hall and dived into the pile of books.