After the rebirth, the big guys call me ancestors

Chapter 553 Five hundred and forty-four
Dayan 30 years.

Not long after the new emperor ascended the throne, the whole country is not only watched by wolves, tigers and leopards, but also has wolf ambitions.

Yan Jingmo was having a headache because of the floods in the south of the Yangtze River, but then a stumbling person shocked the entire Yulong Palace.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! It's bad, it's bad, Concubine Yu is going to die!"

Immediately, a certain person who was criticizing and playing a bunch of excerpts paused.

Yan Jingmo raised his head, and asked with a slightly cold face, "Isn't you all right this afternoon?"

The flustered little eunuch fell to his knees with a plop.

He couldn't help panting heavily and said, "Your Majesty was indeed fine when His Majesty left this afternoon, but at night, Your Majesty... Your Majesty will suddenly die."

The imperial doctor said that the fetus was aroused, and I was afraid of premature delivery, but when they sent someone to invite the nanny to deliver the baby, the nanny went in for a while, and then came out to say that the concubine Yu was going to die.

And this kind of thing was something that no one in the Golden Palace Palace expected, and they frightened and paralyzed two people on the spot.

"Your Majesty." The little eunuch couldn't help being courageous, choked up and asked: "You, do you want to go and see Empress Yufei? After all, after all, the imperial doctor said..."

Such a kind-hearted Concubine Yu, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive tonight.

Everyone present understands the words that have not been uttered.

Yanjing Mo couldn't help but look a little ugly about this.

But he couldn't help thinking of that woman who looked like a white magnolia...

As a result, the people in the entire Yulong Palace quickly prostrated themselves on the ground.

After all, the Son of Heaven is furious, so you lowly slaves can spy on it at will?

Yanjing Mo stood up straight.

With gloomy eyes, he glanced at the people in his palace, and waved his sleeves, "Show me Zhilan Palace."

"Here!" The little eunuch replied excitedly.

But when he invited Yanjing Mo to the Zhilan Palace, there was a distraught voice from far away, that Concubine Yu has died?

Eunuch Cao stood behind Yanjingmo with a whisk in his hand.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but suddenly looked up at his master: "Your Majesty..."

"Try your best to investigate the cause of Concubine Yu's death." Yan Jingmo said with a gloomy face.

After he finished speaking, regardless of the dissuasion of Wen Po and other palace people, he went straight in.

"Your Majesty, it's a filthy place for women to give birth, you still don't want to go in?"

Yanjingmo couldn't help but pause slightly for this.

Seeing this, Mrs. Wen, who was standing by the side, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

She couldn't help persuading her again: "Concubine Yu's hall is full of filth now, but your Majesty's ninety-five-year-old body, the slaves are terrified, and I'm afraid they will run into you."

Dirt?

A trace of mockery flashed across Yanjing Mo's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at the little thing in Granny Wen's arms.

I saw that little guy's eyes were tightly closed, wrinkled like a monkey, not to mention the whole body is not much bigger than two slaps of an adult, probably because of premature birth.

"Is this the lonely little twelve?" Yan Jingmo asked indifferently.

Wen Po was slightly stunned, but she quickly came back to her senses: "Your Majesty, yes, although the little princess was born prematurely, her body and bones are fine, so she is very healthy."

Of course, this is also a blessing in misfortune.

"Hand it to Gu." Yan Jingmo reached out and took the little guy in Granny Wen's arms.

Originally, he wanted to hug it directly, but he was really unfamiliar with it. After adjusting it several times, the little thing frowned.

"Your Majesty, why don't you try holding her butt with your hands?" Eunuch Cao couldn't stand it anymore, so he couldn't help pointing out.

Yanjing Mo Yiyan adjusted.

In an instant, the soft and waxy baby who was about to cry loudly became silent.

A hint of embarrassment and bewilderment flashed across his handsome face.

(End of this chapter)