Song Wan got up late today and didn't get up until after midnight.

Qinghe lifted the gauze curtain and asked warmly, "Is your Majesty getting up?"

"Um."

After she finished speaking, Qinghe stepped forward to help her.

Song Wan just sat up while holding her belly, and the child in her belly started to fuss again. She touched her belly and laughed, with a hint of softness in her tone, "It's so fussy early in the morning. When my mother-in-law wakes up, you wake up too?"

"Of course, the young master follows your mother's schedule. The bird's nest brought from the dining room is still warm. My wife should wash up first and use something quickly. The young master is probably hungry too." Qing He answered with a smile.

"When did the emperor leave?" Song Wan asked.

Qing He: "I left before dawn. Today's bird's nest is a tribute from Cheng Nan. The emperor specially asked the kitchen to make it and send it to the empress."

Song Wan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

However, she soon learned of the recent news. The hand holding the bowl was shaking with anger, and her tone was as cold as ice, "Let me check it out, I want to find out who it is!"

Qiu He said truthfully, "I'm afraid it will take some time. I went to check it out today and heard that it was the maid from the Clothing Bureau who spread the news. But last night, the maid fell into a well."

Hearing this, Song Wan's face became even more embarrassed.

The other party clearly came prepared.

In the afternoon of the same day, Mrs. Song hurriedly entered the palace again. Now let alone the palace, the ladies outside the palace were all fawning over her, saying that Concubine Song was destined to be the queen.

I'm just afraid that if the queen didn't take it seriously, she would almost lose her life.

No matter how panicked he was, Song Wan remained calm, pretending to calm down Mrs. Song and send her out of the palace.

As soon as Mrs. Song left, Song Wan felt out of breath, her stomach felt regurgitated, and she broke out in a cold sweat.

"Empress." Qiu He stepped forward to help her, but found that Song Wan's slender hand was tightly held, and the veins on the back of his hand popped out.

"That person not only wants to harm the fetus in my belly, but also harms my Song family. I will never let him go!" Song Wan said every word from his lips and teeth, looking at Qiu He, "You said you would help me.

, but do you still take it seriously?”

Qiu He lowered his eyebrows and said, "This servant belongs to the queen and takes orders from the queen."

Song Wan looked better again. He let her support him and felt the movement of the fetus in his belly. Worry flashed in his eyes, "The Emperor must know."

People, once they have worries, they will start to think wildly.

Ji Huai didn't come that night. He said he had to deal with government affairs until late at night, so he rested in the imperial study room.

Song Wan was also tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep. On the one hand, he had to force himself to go to bed early for the sake of his children. On the other hand, he was depressed and suspicious, and had a headache that made him unable to sleep.

The emperor would not come to accompany her every day. Sometimes he would be so busy that it would be normal for him to stay every two or three days. She was still pregnant, and for twenty days in a month, the other concubines in the harem were jealous.

In the past, she wouldn't think too much about it, but now she is afraid that the emperor has heard the news, and her Song family has been on the edge of a cliff since last time. If she is not careful, she will be doomed.

How not to be afraid?

Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. The king has always been jealous and suspicious, but in the position of Marquis of Ning'an, he has enemies on all sides, and most of them add insult to injury.

Before the emperor came, she used to act coquettishly, but this time she felt compassion. Plus she was pregnant and had many thoughts, so she spent more and more time in a daze.

evening.

Song Wan went for a walk as usual. The imperial doctor said that walking more would avoid suffering any pain during the birth. Ji Huai told the maid next to him that when the time came, someone would remind her that it was time to go.

There were many rumors in the palace, and she even avoided the imperial garden because she didn't want to see the concubines.

The more the emperor doted on her, the more the concubines in the harem expected her to be bad, and some superficial efforts were not enough.

However, the road to the enemy's home is narrow, and you can meet Xianfei when you walk on the palace road. Compared with her gloomy look, she is dressed up in a colorful way, wearing a pleated skirt of mist and green grass, a veil with exquisite stripes embroidered on the outside, and a bright-colored hand.

Jade, steps slowly.

"Sister, we meet again." She said with a smile.

"Yes, what a coincidence." Song Wan looked at her coming back from the imperial study in this direction, and his expression became calmer.

"My sister wanted to say hello to her today. I met the emperor on the way. The emperor said that my sister didn't get up, so I didn't need to say hello." Concubine Xian said with a smile, "The emperor is very kind to my sister. It's hard for my sister to be pregnant, so my sister doesn't have to do it either."

Go and disturb my sister’s rest.”

While she was speaking, Song Wan tried to find a flaw in her face, but unfortunately failed to find it.

Concubine Xian looked up and said every word just right, as if the relationship between the two was intimate.

"Really? I don't know." Song Wan smiled.

"I wonder if sister is free now, but we can sit down and have a cup of tea together." Concubine Xian added, "There is a pavilion in front, facing the lake, and the scenery is very good."

"Okay, you might as well have a cup of tea. It'll be refreshing." Song Wan didn't refuse, and the two of them went together.

She tried to find something from Concubine Xian's behavior, but in the end she found nothing. Concubine Xian finally smiled and said, "Sister has gone through the birth process now. If she has a child, she will not be alone like us."

Song Wan took a sip of tea and said, "It depends on the boy or girl. If it's different, the result will be worse."

Concubine Xian answered with a natural expression, "Being promoted to a mother means that every birth will be a treasure, and a safe birth will be a blessing. They are both the Emperor's first children."

"That's right. I worry too much." Song Wan nodded.

After the two of them dispersed, Song Wan said with a cold face, "Concubine Xian surprised me today."

Qingcui was simple-minded and said, "Yes, Concubine Xian has become much more harmonious since she was grounded. She feels pretty good."

Song Wan did not agree and looked at Qiu He and Qing He, "You two go and find out who Concubine Xian has been in contact with these days and who the people around her have been in contact with. The more detailed the better."

"I don't believe that this man's demonic temperament can suddenly change for the better?"

"yes."

"Slave, go now."

...

Song Wan was in a nervous mood. The more word spread, the more the fire would burn. If there was any trouble, her heart would be hanging on edge.

On the same day, Dr. Li was called into the palace. She said softly, "I have been feeling burning in my heart these past few days, and my breathing is not smooth. I have many dreams at night. I wake up again and again, and my sleep is not comfortable."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Li's expression became solemn. He took her pulse carefully and frowned, "Your Majesty's pulse is stable and her complexion is rosy. There is nothing abnormal. Have you been taking the anti-fetal medicine prescribed by me?"

"There is still one pair left." Qing He replied from the side.

"Besides the symptoms just now, have you felt any other discomfort?" Dr. Li asked again.

"My heart beat fast last night and I broke out in a cold sweat in the middle of the night. I dreamed of a girl coming to see me and cried loudly. After I woke up, I dreamed about it three times again. I cried every time. Today, I feel even more uncomfortable than in the past few days.

"After Song Wan finished speaking, he looked at Imperial Physician Li and touched his belly, "Do you think this baby is a princess?"

Doctor Li was stunned for a moment and did not react for a moment.

"It is said that mother and child are connected. I feel like a princess now. The girl is considerate and a little cotton-padded jacket, and the emperor likes her too." Song Wan said this again without waiting for his reply.

"Empress..."

"I'm tired." Song Wan put his hand on his temple, closed his eyes slightly, and made a gesture with his other hand, "Prescribe some more anti-fetal medicine for me, so that I can sleep better at night, Your Majesty

I've been busy lately, so there's no need to tell him about this little thing. If I take care of myself for a few more days, I'll be almost fine."

"...Wei Chen obeys the order." Doctor Li finally withdrew.

After he left, Song Wan opened his eyes and looked at Qing He beside him. The other person's eyes were clear and he also stepped back.

Song Wan closed his eyes again.

On the same day, another version was circulated in the palace. In fact, the concubine was probably pregnant with the eldest princess.

Some people said that the imperial concubine dreamed of the eldest princess coming to her every night. She was so cute that she kept calling her "mother concubine".

Others said that the imperial doctor diagnosed her as probably the eldest princess.

The imperial concubine's belly looks round and round, and she looks like the eldest princess at first glance.

The two rumors were mixed together, and it was impossible to tell which one was telling the truth. It looked more like a joke.

Several palace maids gathered together to discuss.

"Oh, the imperial concubine is pregnant with a dragon fetus. Either she will give birth to the emperor's eldest son, or she will give birth to a growing princess. There is no need to guess."

"That's right, you'll know when you're born."

"One moment the imperial doctor talked about the emperor's eldest son, and the next he talked about the eldest princess. They were all spreading rumors. It was always the imperial doctor Li who checked the imperial concubine's pulse. I also heard that the imperial doctor Li didn't say anything."

"That's right, it's just nonsense."

...

Lian Qing was behind the palace gate. Listening to this conversation, her eyes flashed, and she turned around and walked quickly towards Jingqing Palace.

At dinner time.

Song Wan walked to the table, sat down slowly, and did not pick up the chopsticks. Instead, he sat for a while, looked at the sky, and waited for about a quarter of an hour before picking up his bowl and eating.

She ate very slowly, and Qingcui asked worriedly, "My dear, you have no appetite?"

"I have lost my appetite. I want to eat some too." Song Wan said, eating slowly and looking up at the sky from time to time.

After another half-quarter of an hour, footsteps were heard at the door.
To be continued...