Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 381 Finale ([-])

In Longyan Hall, Lu Ziyu was lying on the couch, his wrist stretched out from the veil.

Beside the couch, an imperial doctor with a gray beard was sitting on a wooden stool and was concentrating on her pulse.

Ying Su stood beside the imperial doctor with his hands behind his back, his jaw tensed, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

After a while, he asked, "How is the imperial concubine?"

The old doctor slowly put away the snow-satin silk handkerchief on Lu Ziyu's veins, stood up on the stool, and slightly bowed his hands to Yingsu, "The old minister first congratulates His Majesty. The imperial concubine is pregnant with a dragon heir, although it is less than three months old." , the fetal image is unstable, but according to Chen's years of experience, it is true that the pulse of joy is true."

The words were so loud that Ying Su's face became even more tense, as if the back teeth were being bitten hard.

The hall was silent for a while, no one dared to make a sound
"Xiang Taiyuan's medical skills are superb, I firmly believe in it." The man's voice was low and hoarse, and he firmly believed in these four words.

"Call for a sedan chair, and take me back to the Taiyuan to rest." Ying Su looked sideways slightly, and ordered to Babao not far away.

"Yes." Babao suppressed the joy in his heart, and quickly nodded in response.

He knew very well that this Xiang Taiyuan had a very low position in the palace, and he heard that when the Empress Dowager Mu was pregnant with Her Majesty, it was this Xiang Taiyuan who personally controlled the dragon's veins.

Although Xiang Taiyuan is old, but his heart is not old, his wrinkled eyes are full of smiles, "Your Majesty, I still have something to say."

Ying Su respected the elder of the Sanchao Tai Hospital, and when he heard that the old man had something to say, he stretched out his hand and made a "but it's okay to say" gesture without thinking.

"The fetal image of the imperial concubine is unstable now, and it will take a month or so." Before finishing speaking to the Taiyuan, he stroked his white beard and smiled, "For the sake of the dragon's heir, please be restrained these days." It's better."

Ying Su's eyebrows twitched, and her thin lips tightened.

He wasn't blaming Xiang Taiyuan, but the thought of "eating fast meat" for the past few months made him feel agitated.

Not long after I relapsed, I’m going to live a monk’s life again
"I know."

Babao was busy sending her to the Taiyuan and out of Longyan Palace, Sixi and Luoning were not idle either.

One ran back to the Huae Palace and asked the maid to wrap the corners and corners of the palace in cotton cloth strips. The other hurriedly picked up a pen and paper and wrote a letter to the Lu family.

After a while, only Lu Ziyu and Yingsu were left in the huge Longyan Palace.

Lifting the veil with his big palm, he saw the beauty on the bed lost her mind.

Ever since Lu Ziyu heard that Xiang Taiyuan had diagnosed his happy pulse, he looked like an old monk in samadhi, with his eyes wide open in a daze.

The cool temperature coming from her cheek made her tremble with eyelids and come back to her senses.

"What are you thinking about?" Ying Su sat on the edge of the couch, her eyes involuntarily flicked to Lu Ziyu's belly.

There, he will give birth to his Jiaojiao child soon.

Lu Ziyu picked up the quilt and covered his lower body tightly.

She winked over her defenses, "The imperial doctor just said that."

Ying Su looked up at her with doubts in his eyes.

"These days, you can't 'bully' me, save those messy tricks." Lu Ziyu quietly glanced at a shelf not far from the bed.

On the inconspicuous part of the shelf, there is a white jade statue, which was photographed shamelessly by Ying Su in Mu Cangzhai.

Lu Ziyu noticed it when she came to Longyan Hall a few days ago. Although she didn't say anything, it's not like she didn't know.

Ying Su followed Lu Ziyu's gaze, his face froze, and he moved his eyes a little guilty.

He coughed a few times in embarrassment, and coaxed, "Don't think about it."

Lu Ziyu snorted briefly and rolled his eyes at him.

Okay, just refuse to admit it.

Anyway, now that she has something in her stomach, he has to be careful to bear with him no matter whether it is to be arrogant or domineering.

"Jiaojiao doesn't seem very happy." Ying Su rubbed Lu Ziyu's little head.

"It's not that I'm unhappy, I just feel that this child came at an inappropriate time." Lu Ziyu told the truth, but it made Ying Su's face darken.

Isn't it time?
"how do I say this?"

Lu Ziyu didn't see Ying Su's strangeness, she said to herself, "I'm pregnant, not to mention I can't eat cold food in summer, even my body has to gain weight several times, and I have those things that make me feel sick. I'm afraid I won't be able to wear the clothes just made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Every time she said something, Ying Su's face became gloomy.

"What's more important," Lu Ziyu chattered and threw himself into Ying Su's arms, "If this child is born, it will definitely take away more than half of your love for others."

"Are you jealous of your own child?" Ying Su's expression softened, and his voice fell on Lu Ziyu's head.

"Don't be jealous!" Lu Ziyu glared at Ying Su, and hugged that solid waist even more forcefully, very domineering.

After working for a long time, it turns out that the displeasure is here.

"will not."

"What won't?"

"No one can take away Brother Su's love for you"

Even if it's your own son, don't even think about it.

Lu Ziyu obviously didn't believe it, she pushed Ying Su away and lay down, muttering with her bright red lips, "I'm sleepy, I want to take a nap for a while."

Ying Su gently covered her with the quilt, and smoothed the messy hair behind her earlobe.

"Sleep, I'll watch over you."

Lu Ziyu turned his head to look at him, his beautiful eyes were a little confused, "Are you going to take a rest if you don't come up?"

Ying Su glanced at her amusedly, then turned her gaze to a spot on the shelf.

The voice was joking and threatening, "Are you going to sleep or not?"

The tender body froze, and hurriedly turned her face to the inside.

After a while, the entire hall was so quiet that only the slight snoring could be heard.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dark.

Lu Ziyu slept comfortably, propped himself up and twisted his neck.

On the side of his head, he saw his grandfather sitting on the stool, lying on the edge of the bed, and fell asleep.

Seeing this, Lu Ziyu couldn't help being surprised, since he was sleepy, why didn't he come to sleep on the couch.This dragon couch is as wide as two pear arhat beds, how can it not accommodate him?

Bow down to see that Yuehua Junrong.

For the man who closed his eyes, the cold air surging around his body faded a bit.

There is determination between the brows, and there is a deep trace of fatigue.

It seems that the Nanjun floods are really troublesome, and they can actually toss this cunning emperor enough.

Lu Ziyu tiptoed down to the ground, wanting to drink a cup of tea at the desk to quench his thirst.

She clings to the teacup in her hand, but her eyes are drawn by a wooden box on the table.

Occasionally, he put down the teacup to open the wooden box.

It is two scrolls of bright yellow satin.

Lu Ziyu couldn't be more familiar with this thing.

Those are two edicts
Perhaps out of curiosity, she took out a copy of the imperial edict with very light movements.It's not that I'm afraid of being caught, but I'm worried that the noise will be too loud and wake up the people sleeping beside the bed.

The imperial edict opened slowly, and the pen and ink on the satin came into view.

What was written in it didn't surprise Lu Ziyu, but she still fell into deep thought looking at the sharp handwriting.

The ink on this imperial edict seems to have been written for some time, and it doesn't look like it was written recently.

Could it be that before I was pregnant, my father had already drawn up the imperial edict?This thought makes people feel so sweet, it's like stuffing a jar of honey.

Lu Ziyu's lips curled up, he put down the edict in his hand, and went to get another edict in the box.

Jade Finger spread out the scroll.

Her beautiful eyes widened, her eyes filled with astonishment.

What she held in her hand was the imperial edict of Li Chu?

"You saw it." The melodious, lazy and seductive male voice came from behind Lu Ziyu.

Ying Su folded his arms around his chest, and leaned slightly against the side of the screen. His eyes were hazy when he first woke up, and they were breathtaking under the candle.

Lu Ziyu turned his head and happened to see this provocative scene.

"You look stupid?" Ying Su jokingly raised her eyebrows and walked towards her.

"There's nothing attractive about a big man." Lu Ziyu turned his face away, refusing to admit it.

If it wasn't for the fact that she was pregnant now, she really wanted to use the trick of "hungry tiger pounces on food" right now.

"What's the matter with this edict?" Lu Ziyu raised the things in his hand, as if deliberately diverting the conversation.

"Be careful, I don't know if the ink on it has dried."

"Is this edict issued today?"

"Just now."

"I don't know if the stuff in my stomach is a man or a woman, why are you so anxious to draw up an imperial edict?" Lu Ziyu looked puzzled.

Ying Su was not in a hurry to make a sound, he wrapped the person in his arms, and gently placed his big palm on the slightly protruding lower abdomen.

"It feels like a son."

"What if it's not, wouldn't it be disappointing to you, the imperial edict for the establishment of the crown prince has been drawn up?" Lu Ziyu looked sullen, feeling that he had a heavy pendant hanging on his shoulder.

"No, it's not! Grandpa likes little princesses better, it's better to be more like Jiaojiao."

"Then the imperial edict to establish the crown prince is not written in vain?"

Lu Ziyu worried anxiously, raised his face and said to Yingsu.

"Don't write it in vain, it will come in handy until the prince is born."

These words scared Lu Ziyu into a cold sweat. A picture appeared in her mind. After giving birth to more than a dozen daughters, she was already old, but was forced to be pressed on the couch by the man behind her.
　There are still two or three chapters, the main text is over! ! !crying~
　　
　
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