Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

Chapter 502 Could it be...pregnant?

Concubine Ming was woken up by Gu Changyuan in her sleep. At this time, her long hair was loose and she was only wearing a close-fitting white underwear. The thin clothes outlined her body curves, which moved the emperor who had been plain for a long time.

But the noble concubine Shuhuang just left, and today is her first seven days, the emperor felt melancholy and depressed, and couldn't sleep at night, so he came to find Concubine Ming.

It's not good to let her sleep now.

He took the initiative to hold Concubine Ming's hand, pulled her to the side of the bed, and said with a smile: "You are dressed so thinly, come and sit down, let's talk."

There was still someone lying on the bed, Concubine Ming hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, my concubine is not sleepy now. Or, let's sit over there, and my concubine will play the pipa for you."

"It's rare for my concubine to be elegant, that's fine."

The emperor was just trying to relieve his boredom, and was very happy to hear that.

The moment he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a few dark red blood stains on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and then realized that when he first came in, he felt a faint strange smell in the room.

After carefully identifying it now, he suddenly realized, isn't this the smell of blood?
The emperor immediately stopped in his tracks, frowned and asked, "Concubine Ming, why is there blood here? What happened? Are you injured?"

He looked at Concubine Ming suspiciously.

Concubine Ming was clean and soft, without any signs of injury.

Obviously, the blood wasn't hers.

Concubine Ming reacted quickly, covered her lips and coughed a few times, and her state became weak instantly: "The concubine doesn't want to worry the emperor, so she keeps it a secret. Actually...the concubine is sick, the blood is The concubine vomited..."

"what!"

The emperor was shocked, and hurriedly supported her, "When did Concubine Ai get sick?" He looked at the servant girl beside him, and said angrily, "Concubine Ming is so seriously ill, why no one came back to me? Why are you still standing there? Physician!"

The palace maid was stunned for a while, but quickly realized that she agreed to run outside.

Concubine Ming didn't even have time to stop it.

The emperor carefully supported Concubine Ming: "Concubine Ai, lie down on the bed."

"No, no need, Your Majesty, the concubine is tired from lying down and wants to sit for a while." Concubine Ming resolutely refused to approach the bed.

The emperor had no choice but to help her sit on the chair.

The imperial physician rushed over quickly, and seeing Concubine Ming sitting, he couldn't help being surprised: "I heard that your empress vomited blood, why is your empress still sitting? Please lie down quickly, and let me take your pulse."

"I am tired from lying down, and I don't want to lie down, so let's do the diagnosis like this." Concubine Ming stretched out her hand.

The emperor said displeased: "Mingfei, don't be willful! Go and lie down on the bed!"

Concubine Ming said: "Your Majesty, I don't feel comfortable lying down, and my stomach feels nauseous..."

"Nause?" The emperor was stunned. "Could it be that... Concubine Ming is pregnant? This is a happy event!"

Concubine Ming was taken aback.

She really didn't expect that just one reason for her nonsense could make the emperor think about his heirs.

He has so many sons and daughters, why is he still thinking about it?
Is he addicted to having children?

Concubine Ming muttered: "The emperor thinks too much, my concubine just had her menstruation a few days ago, what is she pregnant with..."

The emperor ignored her, picked her up directly, and wanted to put her on the bed.

Concubine Ming struggled.

This made the emperor even more suspicious.

He glanced at the bed and sneered: "Concubine Ming, are you trying to coax me for a fool? Just now I felt that something was wrong, and you refused to go to the bed because of your push, could it be that there is someone hiding in your bed?"

As soon as this remark came out, the imperial physician was frightened and hurriedly lowered his head, wishing he could disappear on the spot.

(End of this chapter)