On September 14, three days after the assassination of Saiyan, Mei Xueshen and Jingyu's injuries began to improve, and the emperor decided to leave for Beijing on the same day.

For safety reasons, the Gyeonggi camp chose another road to open the way when returning to Luang, and the Imperial Forest Army stood in the middle of the road, and dismissed all the onlookers. Approaching evening, Luan Jia had just entered the inner palace city, and at that time, the queen and the harem concubines had been waiting outside the Zhaoyang Gate for more than two hours.

The sunset is like blood, reflecting the layers of glazed blue tiles. The queen wore a crown of nine dragons and four phoenixes on her head, her face was decorated with pearls and emerald flowers, and she was dressed in a dark blue twelve-class Xiang Zhai robe, which added a sense of nobility to her.

A group of concubines knelt on the ground, waiting for Jingzhen to step off the sedan chair, saying words such as "Welcome the emperor back to the palace" and "Wanfu Jin'an". Jingzhen walked towards the queen Chunyu first, stretched out his hand to help her up, and said expressionlessly: "The queen and all the concubines have been waiting for a long time, go back to the palace." ”

Everyone thanked them one after another, and when the gorgeous clothes and brocade clothes rubbed together, they heard the sound of ropes, but they saw that there was still a person next to the queen lying on the ground, and his body seemed to tremble invisibly. That person was plainly dressed and silver, it was Yang Muzhi who he had snubbed for a long time.

Jing Zhen still didn't want to see her, the chill in her eyes was even worse, and she said coldly: "Concubine Mo Fei still wants to continue to kneel?" ”

Yang Muzhi lowered her head, bit her lip stubbornly, and only spoke after a while, but her voice was extremely weak: "Minister...... The concubine ...... she didn't finish speaking, but she staggered to the right and fainted to the ground.

Jing Zhen's color changed suddenly, and he grabbed her and helped her into his arms, his hands trembling and trembling. I saw that her sideburns had already been soaked with sweat, her face was as white as paper, and her whole person was already angry.

"Doctor Xuan! Doctor! ”

The emperor's burning voice echoed throughout the long street, and the accompanying imperial physicians rushed forward in panic, and the people behind couldn't see what was happening under the Zhaoyang Gate, so they poked their heads out to look.

Suddenly, there was another roar: "Jealous woman! How long did you make her kneel! How so! ”

The queen's eyes dimmed, looking at the people in front of her who were surrounded by the imperial doctor, and shook her head desperately: "The concubine is wronged!" Concubine Lan was unwell, and the concubine didn't know about it. What's more, today's royal drive back to Luan is more than two hours later than expected, everyone is standing here waiting for the emperor, and the same is true for the concubines! As for kneeling, at most it only took time to kneel for a stick of incense, and the concubines didn't know how it could be...... How can this be......"

Ah Yuan was accompanying Jingyu in the chariot, and when he arrived at the word "Lan Concubine" at this time, it was like being poured from the head by a basin of cold snow water. She was so frightened that she hurriedly jumped out of the chariot and rushed out of the long line with her.

At the end of the long street, under the Zhaoyang Gate, Yang Muzhi was tightly held in Jingzhen's arms, as if he had fallen asleep, and had nothing to do with this mortal world.

"Sister! Your Majesty, what's wrong with my sister! At this moment, she no longer cared about the courtesies of the monarchs and ministers, and she didn't pay attention to the side glances of those concubines.

Jing Zhen's eyes were full of pain and anxiety, and he refused to say more. After a long time, he saw that the imperial doctor who diagnosed Yang Muzhi's pulse eased his eyebrows, bowed down and said, "Congratulations to the emperor, Concubine Lan is happy." ”

"What?"

"What do you say? Say it again to me! ”

The doubts of the two people sounded almost at the same time, and they probably couldn't believe their ears, and the queen's eyes widened in shock. The imperial doctor said again: "Back to the emperor, Concubine Lan is two months pregnant. ”

Zu Cheng on the side reacted very quickly, cleared his throat with a happy face, and said: "Count it up, the emperor has returned to Concubine Xinglan for two months now, and this happy event will never be wrong!" ”

Only then did the queen come back to her senses and bow calmly: "Congratulations to the emperor, concubine, and concubine." The concubines behind her also congratulated in unison.

Jing Zhen raised his eyebrows with joy, as if he had never heard anything, and picked up Yang Muzhi sideways, and ordered: "Go to Yuntai Palace first!" ”

Zu Cheng hesitated slightly: "Your Majesty...... Why don't you go to Changning Palace to meet the Queen Mother first? ”

Jing Zhen said coldly: "The heir went to tell the Empress Dowager that Concubine Lan was pregnant, and she would understand." ”

Although the fact that Lan Concubine was pregnant was detected, her body was already weak, and she had been standing in the cold wind for more than two hours, and it was still a question whether the dragon fetus in her belly could be saved. Ah Yuan was not at ease, so he asked the emperor for grace and went to Yuntai Palace with them. Only the lonely queen was still standing under the Zhaoyang Gate, full of grievances but unable to tell.

The palace people of Yuntai Palace have not seen the arrival of the saint for a long time, and now they saw the bright yellow honor guard coming in a hurry, and they knelt down in a hurry to say goodbye. When I got closer, I found that my mother had fainted in the emperor's arms, and I couldn't help but be panicked and confused.

Jing Zhen carried her directly into the warm pavilion of the dormitory, and the imperial doctor and Ah Yuan also followed behind her. Overnight, several old doctors who are proficient in gynecology were sent to the Tai Hospital, and one of them was diagnosing the pulse of Lan Concubine through the bed tent. He frowned for a long time, and after taking the pulse, he discussed with the other imperial doctors for a while, and said: "Concubine Lan Niangniang is overworked today, coupled with the deficiency of qi and blood, so she fainted for a while, and it will not harm the fetus in her womb." After speaking, he changed his tone and said, "It's just ......."

Jing Zhen asked urgently: "But how?" ”

The old lady doctor said: "With all due respect, Niangniang's pulse is slippery and weak, firstly, because of her own physical deficiency and coldness, coupled with long-term depression and illness, lack of qi and blood, and the guide is not solid, I am afraid that there is a slippery fetus......"

Jing Zhen's heart tightened for a while, and a cluster of flames ignited under his eyes: "As long as you keep me and Lan Concubine's children, there is no need to say more nonsense, and I don't want to hear it!" ”

Several imperial doctors hurriedly knelt down and said, "Weichen must try his best to keep the dragon fetus and live up to the grace of the saint!" ”

After the imperial doctor retired, Jingzhen stayed by Yang Muzhi's side and refused to leave. Until midnight, she didn't wake up, so she had to drive back to Xihe Hall to rest temporarily. As soon as Ah Yuan saw him leave, he hurriedly entered the warm pavilion, quietly went to the bed, and called in a low voice: "Sister, the emperor is gone." ”

Yang Muzhi glanced at her shallowly: "How do you know I'm awake?" ”

Ah Yuan smiled, his eyes were crystal clear: "When I came back from Zhaoyangmen, I found that my sister had woken up. But since my sister wants to pretend to be asleep, there must be a reason for my sister, and I naturally won't say it. ”

"You're the smartest."

The candle flame shines through the gauze tent on Yang Muzhi's blooming face, like an elegant epiphany blooming, eclipsing the shining brocade satin.

Ah Yuan blurted out unconsciously: "My sister is so beautiful when she laughs." ”

Yang Muzhi smiled lightly: "They all say that our sisters look alike, do you praise me or yourself?" ”

Ah Yuan's face flushed, and he hurriedly argued: "Of course I praise my sister, who in this palace doesn't know that my sister looks like a fairy, and even in the emperor's heart, she is the only one......"

Before she finished speaking, Yang Muzhi was stunned, not knowing whether she was happy or worried.

"Now that my sister and the emperor have flesh and blood, do you still want to avoid him?"

Yang Muzhi sighed, and said after a long time: "I can't say it, I just want to escape when I see him, and I feel that I shouldn't ...... when I don't see him."

Ah Yuan asked solemnly: "Sister really doesn't have any affection for the emperor?" ”

The bright candle is swaying, and Yang Muzhi's eyes can be seen in the autumn water. I only heard her say slowly: "Some things, if it's late, it's too late, and it can't be reversed for a moment." ”

"What about the kid?" Ah Yuan couldn't help asking, "After he is born, can my sister still ignore the emperor like this?" Not to mention that the emperor has a deep affection for his sister, he is the father of the child after all. It's impossible to go back to the past, doesn't my sister want to plan for the future of the child in her womb? ”

Yang Muzhi listened to Ah Yuan's words, gently stroked her flat lower abdomen, and the taste in her heart became more and more complicated. But Ah Yuan is right, even for the sake of the child in her womb, she may not be willful anymore.