As soon as the four adults walked on their front feet, Luan Yu and Kun'er woke up on their hind feet.

"Lady... You woke up so early..."

Luan Yu lay on the bed, one arm hanging on the ground, and a quilt hanging from his waist, revealing the red marks on his back.

Kun'er sat down in front of the dresser refreshed, and had already started to make up.

"I heard that the emperor summoned me, and my father and mother have already entered the palace, so let's go in quickly."

"Oh-good... My body hurts so much, it's hard to get up, I don't have much strength..."

Luan Yu hummed, barely got up, and entered the palace with Kun'er.

When they came back, several people were in the same carriage, and Taowei asked, "Kun'er, what are you going to do with Youji?" The emperor asked about this matter, saying that it was up to us to deal with it. ”

"I'm suspicious of the baby in her womb."

Kun'er looked at Luan Yu in a complicated manner, "According to your statement, this kid is likely to be..."

"It can't really be..."

Luan Yu also glanced at Qian Lao.

The atmosphere in the carriage dropped to the lowest point, Qian Lao closed his eyes and slowly spoke, "The military master's wife died early, and the only son went to the battlefield with us, and the horse leather shroud... So... What if..."

"But the saint's misconduct, how can it be proved that the one in the belly is the military advisor..."

This topic makes people red-faced, Feilan doesn't ask, Taowei speaks.

"The military advisor has a birthmark on his body, I once asked, everyone has a birthmark in their family, so..."

Qian Lao opened his eyes and looked at Kun'er, "Do you want You Ji to give birth to the child?" If it's not for the military advisor, what are you going to do? ”

"If not, the saint can't stay, the child is innocent."

Kun'er said lightly, "I have a hunch that Xianggong and I may not have..."

"What nonsense, why don't you have children, how old are you."

Feilan sighed and touched Kun'er's head, "Okay, okay, the emperor has said it, let Kun'er deal with it, then whatever she says is what it is." ”

The carriage carried six people to the prefect's office, and the prefect personally led them to the prison.

"The saint is crazy, but she also knows that she can't hurt the child, you see..."

The prefect pointed to Yu Ji in the prison, "In order to make her quiet, I used some incense. Taking advantage of that, I asked the doctor to show her, and the doctor said that it was already past the time of childbirth. ”

"Passed? Wouldn't that be ready to be produced! ”

Kun'er frowned, gritted her teeth, "Call the doctor, pour her a bowl of induced labor soup, and call a stable woman." ”

"Yes, young lady."

"Lady, are you sure you want to do this?"

Luan Yu was a little unbearable, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Mother, father, I want to wait here, you go back and rest first."

Kun'er turned to the four adults, not wanting Qian Lao to speak, "Since this is the case, let's wait together, I am familiar with the birthmark of the military division, and I will know it at a glance when the time comes." ”

"It's okay..."

It was not a problem for so many people to lie in the prison, and the prefect arranged You Ji in the guest room of the yamen, while everyone else sat in the courtyard and waited.

Wen Po boiled a bowl of oxytocic medicine, poured it on the unconscious You Ji, and began to wait for the effect of the medicine to occur.

Sure enough, after a while, the stomach began to react, and the painful Yuki woke up and rolled on the bed, screaming.

Wen Po was instructed to only care about the child, and she didn't care what You Ji called.

You Ji was miserable, crying, and with instinct, she gave birth to a healthy little boy with all her might.

"Quick... Show me the kid..."

You Ji raised her hand weakly, but saw Wen Po with a black face, wrapped the child, and carried it out.

"Where are you going to take my child?"