Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 433 Father and daughter, go to hell together! (1)
The person who did it was Yin Li.

If the emperor's heir is really going to be hurt, it's another mess between the emperor and Yin Zhan, the best enemies in the world, and it's unknown what kind of upheaval will happen in the end.

"Your majesty, my concubines are fine, Princess Beichuan's child is ignorant, she didn't do it on purpose, so don't worry about it." Song Chufang said, the words he said clearly understood the righteousness.

Just now she was hit in the stomach by Yin Li and fell down again. How precious is a pregnant woman's body?Did she have nothing to do?

How could the emperor be so scheming and scheming, so he couldn't be vigilant, his gaze could not help but sink, and fixed on her abdomen.

"Li'er is a bit reckless, but she still understands the unreasonable things. I don't need you as my concubine Liang to replace my goddaughter." At this time, Yin Zhan had already stepped in from the outside.

His expression was indifferent, showing no particular emotion.

Yin Li immediately turned around and rushed to his side, saving his thighs and hiding half of his head behind him.

As for the emperor, although he felt that there was something wrong with Song Chufang, he still hesitated considering his own face.Yin Zhan didn't care about these things, and said directly: "Gao Jinli, don't wait any longer, pass on to the imperial physician. If Li'er really hurt the heir of the imperial brother, I will take care of it myself. It's better to explain everything in person. It will ruin the relationship between His Majesty and this king."

The tone of his speech has always been cold and distant, but there is clearly such an aura of power without anger, which makes people daunting.

Gao Jinli sneaked out of the corner of his eye to seek the emperor's opinion.

"Emperor—" Song Chufang was terrified, and eagerly took a step forward, but she didn't dare to speak rashly, she just shut her mouth when she wanted to speak.

Jimo Xun suddenly realized something, he looked Song Chufang up and down coldly, Song Chufang was stared at by him like a light on his back, guilty.

The emperor was blocked here by Yin Zhan, unable to move forward or retreat. After thinking for a while, he still made up his mind, "Let's pass on the imperial physician."

Song Chufang didn't dare to mention Imperial Doctor Zhang anymore, but stood there with her eyes downcast with her heart beating wildly, sweating profusely.

Here Duanmuqi helped Song Chuxi up, found a chair for her to sit on, and asked, "Are you hurt?"

"No!" Song Chuxi shook his head.

Because of the sudden fall just now, the impact was indeed not light, but it did not hurt the muscles and bones.

This is not a place for the time being, so Duanmuqi didn't say anything.

In the whole room, no one spoke, and the time passed in silence. Because this place is not in the palace, the imperial doctor came late. After waiting for an hour, the three imperial doctors on duty at the imperial hospital came He was brought in by the servant.

"Your Majesty, the imperial physician has arrived." Gao Jinli reminded.

The emperor was sitting on the main seat, closing his eyes and resting his mind. Hearing the words, he rubbed the center of his brows, sat up straight and said, "Take the pulse of my concubine Liang."

Although he felt that Song Chufang shouldn't have the guts to joke with him about the heir, but from the beginning, Song Chufang's attitude roughly explained everything.

At this moment, the emperor's heart was bursting into flames.

"Yes!" The imperial physician saluted and got up.

Song Chufang subconsciously took half a step back, and said in a stiff tone: "Your Majesty, my concubine has already—"

The emperor's gloomy eyes waved across.

Song Chufang's throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and it was difficult to say another word.

Chunmei shook her hands to help her sit down, Song Chufang felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, but she had to bite the bullet and put her wrist on the table.

The imperial doctor took the pulse pillow, and the maid handed over the silk handkerchief. The imperial doctor's fingers pressed on her wrist veins. Song Chufang's heart was beating wildly, but she forced herself to speak calmly, "I'm sorry for your troubles, the imperial doctor. It's all about His Majesty's love. When the imperial physician asked for the pulse, they all said that the fetal phase of this palace is stable, so I think there will be no problem..."

The only slim hope she holds now is that these imperial physicians can consider that they are colleagues with that imperial physician Zhang, and help cover up one or two things.But obviously, this is a major matter involving the crime of deceiving the emperor, who would make a joke of his own wealth and life.

The imperial doctor's face became more and more solemn, and he pressed her wrist pulse for a long time before getting up, but he didn't report it to the emperor immediately, but gave way to another imperial doctor for further investigation.

"Physician Zhong, you have been on duty in the Imperial Hospital for 20 years, and you still don't have confidence in asking for a safe pulse?" This matter, someone must be the first to find out, Empress Liu said displeased.

The doctor Zhong who had just retreated felt his scalp tighten, and hesitantly said: "This--please forgive me, and let the doctor Ma take the pulse of the good concubine before we talk about it."

The emperor kept his face gloomy and kept his eyes closed, but upon closer inspection, he could see that his chest was already heaving obviously.

"Is there anything you can't say in front of me? If you people in Taiyuan Hospital think they are incompetent, you might as well abdicate for me right away." He maintained his demeanor, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't hold back his temper at all, and when he got to the back, it became a growl of gnashing teeth.

Imperial Physician Zhong's heart trembled, and he hurriedly prostrated himself and said, "The emperor appeases his anger, it's not that the old minister is trying to evade it, it's actually related to the emperor's heir, and the old minister dare not speak nonsense."

"Say—" the emperor was furious.

"This——" Imperial Physician Zhong had no choice but to bend down lower, and had to bite the bullet and said: "It stands to reason that the concubine Liang is pregnant with Liujia, so the diagnosis should be a happy pulse, but—but this humble minister After the diagnosis just now, it was found——that her pulse was normal, and there was—no sign of pregnancy—”

Physician Zhong's voice became lower and lower, and the emperor couldn't bear it anymore and angrily slapped the table, "Bold!"

Song Chufang supported herself for a long time, and seeing the furious expression on his face, she almost fainted, slid down from the chair, and wailed loudly: "Mr. Zhong, don't talk nonsense, my palace's Ximai was also from your doctor's hospital back then." It was diagnosed by the imperial physician, but now you say that this is not a happy pulse? What are your intentions?"

"Your majesty, I don't dare to say anything in front of your Majesty, you really don't have a happy pulse." Imperial Physician Zhong said with sweat profusely.

He has been on duty in the Imperial Hospital for more than 20 years, and has seen many concubines with miscarriages or dystocias, but those who have the guts to lie about their pregnancy——

(End of this chapter)