Hearing this, Long Ying's mind was blank, and he didn't react for a long time.

When the courtiers heard what the palace maid said, they all looked happy, and then saw that the emperor did not react for a long time, and one of the ministers, thinking that he had not heard clearly, hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, the mother is about to give birth." ”

Only then did Long Ying slowly turn his head to stare at him, "What did you say?" ”

When the minister saw his reaction like this, he thought, if it's bad, the emperor shouldn't be crazy with joy, right? How good is that?

He became more and more cautious when he spoke, "Weichen wants to say that Niangniang is about to give birth." ”

The dragon martingale nodded, "hmm".

It's a very normal reaction.

When a courtier saw him like this, he secretly said, is the emperor tired of the queen? So when I heard that the queen was going to give birth, the reaction would be so flat?

"Zhao Gan, help me back to Fengyi Palace."

When the ministers were speculating about the emperor's behavior in their hearts, they suddenly heard the emperor's voice trembling.

Seeing such an emperor, the ministers couldn't help but look sideways.

The emperor has always been steady and decisive, when has there ever been such a time?

Zhao Gan was not so nervous, but when he heard the voice of his master's command, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and hurriedly reached out to hold his master's hand, and found that his master's hand was a little trembling.

The master and servant stepped down the steps, and Zhao Qian thought that he had been very stable, but when Long Ying stepped down the steps, he stepped on the air and almost fell down.

The courtiers behind him hurriedly covered their faces.

Fortunately, the seventh day of the first month reacted quickly enough, and helped the two of them at a critical time, otherwise the dragon martingale would be embarrassed.

"Master, watch your step." After Zhao Qian stabilized his figure, he took a deep breath.

After seeing the emperor go away, the ministers came back to their senses.

They must have been dazzled just now.

The emperor can't be so out of shape.

The courtiers comforted themselves.

By the time Long Ying went to Fengyi Palace, Lin Yuan Zheng and Imperial Physician Wu were already waiting there, and the midwife had already entered.

The curtain in front of the bed has been pulled down, and several midwives gathered around the bed, whispering to comfort Lu Liangwei.

"It's okay, don't be nervous, look at Niangniang's appearance, it is estimated that it will be a while before she will start to give birth."

Lu Liangwei put a pillow on her back, half lying on the couch, although there was Zhuyu to wipe her sweat, but the sweat on her body still stained her dress again.

When the dragon martingale came in, he had already returned to normal, and the person who lost his temper in front of the courtiers just now didn't seem to be him.

Seeing him come in, the midwife's lips moved, trying to persuade the woman to give birth, and the man could not come in, but thinking of the emperor's favor to the queen, she did not dare to speak, but retreated to the side.

Long Ying sat down on the edge of the couch and held Lu Liangwei's hand, "Weiwei, how are you now?" ”

"It hurts." Lu Liangwei said truthfully, but after saying that, he found that the emperor was holding his hand, and he was trembling a little.

She looked at his calm face with some amazement.

In a moment, she suddenly laughed out loud, and the tension in her heart was easily replaced.

Unexpectedly, one day, she would be able to see the emperor so nervous.

Long Martingale was confused by her laughter, and didn't understand how she could still laugh.

At this time, shouldn't she throw herself into her arms pitifully and seek comfort?

How is it so different from what he thinks?

Lu Liang pinched his tense arm slightly, "Isn't the emperor very nervous?" ”。

Long Martingale shook his head, "I'm not nervous, I'm afraid you're nervous." ”