Eunuch Yuan Hai stood outside the door, and Ji Huai walked in. She tried to stand up and salute, but he immediately stopped her, "My beloved, just sit down."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Song Wan seemed to know that he was coming, and asked the kitchen to cook some of his favorite dishes.

Ji Huai sat down and looked at her, "I heard from Dr. Li that my beloved concubine is unwell? Is it true?"

"Yes." Song Wan nodded, her beautiful eyes filled with worry, "It's been a few days. Originally, I was afraid that the emperor would be worried, so I didn't say anything. Today it's getting worse. My heart beats violently, and I often break out in cold sweats."

She said and let go, her palms all sweaty.

In fact, she would sweat constantly when she was nervous. When she lied, she looked guilty and flustered, which was similar to being at a loss.

The emperor's face darkened, "Why are you holding back? What can't you say to me?"

"I am afraid that I will be suspicious, so I will have random thoughts." Song Wan stood up and walked towards him. Ji Huai reached out to hold her and sat beside him. She looked at him with moist eyes, "I am wrong.

Your Majesty, please don’t be angry."

"I'm not angry." Ji Huai held her hand, "Did you not sleep well yesterday? Did you have a dream?"

"Yeah." Song Wan nodded.

Dr. Li really knew everything about it, and she told the emperor everything. Fortunately, she didn't have other thoughts, otherwise the emperor would have known everything.

"Your consciousness is correct. She is a girl. She doesn't worry too much about crying to you in her dream. Which child doesn't cry after birth?"

"What else can you do besides sleep and cry?"

Song Wan didn't even hear what Ji Huai said next. She was stunned, stared at him and asked in a very happy tone, "Is she a little princess?"

There was no such thing as a dream, it was just a random fabrication by her.

She had never dared to think about giving birth to the emperor's eldest son and then sitting on the throne of the queen. The emperor cared about her so much. She just wanted to give birth to a princess, which would be good for Ning'an Hou, her, and the emperor.

Ji Huai nodded, "What Dr. Li told me today is that it is easier to diagnose when you are older."

Song Wan seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyebrows curved a little, "I thought I was the prince. Recently, I have been kicked so hard that it hurts. I'm kicking him again and again, but I'm getting stronger and I'm very naughty."

"Princesses are also naughty, and the imperial sister was also naughty when she was young."

Ji Huai is talking about the eldest princess Xu Yang. Now she is married to someone of the opposite sex and has a hot temper. In addition, she is the emperor's sister. No one dares to say that she is walking around in the palace.

Song Wan held his arm and said, "However, I and the emperor have very good tempers, so the princess will follow us."

Ji Huai turned his head to look at her, a hint of curvature appeared in the corner of his mouth, "I think if you follow my beloved concubine, she will make a scene."

Song Wan was not annoyed and hugged him tighter, with a squeamish look on his face.

Knowing that she was carrying a princess, Song Wan was completely relieved and her appetite improved during the meal. Ji Huai ate whatever Ji Huai gave her.

"Did you get angry because I didn't come?" Ji Huai couldn't help but ask.

"I don't play with my temper. It's the emperor's little princess who plays with his temper." She looked at him, "The emperor didn't come last night, so the little princess came into my dream and cried for my father. Your Majesty, please tell me. Who is playing tricks?"

Ji Huai smiled and said nothing, gave her a meatball, and after a while said, "I'll stay with you tonight."

At night.

The two of them got into bed wearing pajamas. Song Wan had actually been spoiled by him in the past six months. The nun who taught her the rules when she entered the palace told her to sleep separately from the emperor, with each person covered with a quilt. Now she does not serve the emperor. , but I share a quilt with the emperor every day.

Song Wan lay on his chest and said softly, "When I give birth to a little princess, I will take her by my side to educate her."

As she spoke, she raised her head slightly and slightly opened her red lips, "In a few years, I will give birth to a little prince for the emperor."

"Being pregnant with this, I feel uncomfortable every day, and I think about the next one before I give birth." Ji Huai put his hand on her silky hair and couldn't help but tease her.

His connivance finally gave her the courage, and she said coquettishly, "I just want to give birth to more princes for the emperor. Doesn't the emperor like the princes I gave birth to?"

"Hey, hey, you just lay a golden egg for me, and I build him a golden temple to worship him, are you satisfied?" Ji Huai smiled helplessly and indulgently.

"Your Majesty." Song Wan pretended to be angry, his voice rising, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Where is the little prince? Anyway, the little princess is here and she is extremely happy. Who still says that she is giving birth to the eldest son of the emperor and that she wants to be the emperor's concubine and the queen!
Chapter completed!