Pampered Into Being The Empress

Listening to Mu Huai's unkind and heavy tone, Rong Xi was self-conscious, even slightly regretful, and blamed himself for not being cautious in his heart.

After returning to the palace, Mu Huaiyu's love made her a little forgotten. After all, he is the prince of Daqi and the future emperor, and he is only his concubine after all.

Royal couples are different from folk couples. The people of the world are all Mu Huai's courtiers. She is also his courtier, not just his woman.

Emperor Zhuang is his father, of course he can be full of teeth.

She called, but she really forgot her identity.

But in the future, she can quietly call him full of teeth in her heart.

Rong Xi thought this way, but still didn't dare to look directly at Mu Huai's expression, only replied faintly, "Concubine...concubine body..."

Mu Huailin held Qingjun's face, but still held the woman's delicate and greasy hands, even clenched a little bit tightly.

Rong Xi's palm was already oozing a little cold sweat at this time, and Mu Huai felt that the softness in his palm was getting wet, slightly helpless.

When he spoke with his ministers in his previous life, he had always been accustomed to being cold and solemn, and his tone was born with the emperor's prestige, giving people a sense of oppression.

When Tong Rongxi spoke, if he didn't pay a little attention, he would naturally have a heavy tone.

But this woman is already his good girl, she is still courageous, and his tone is harder, she is afraid of this.

The Yu Zhaorong who Rong Xi served before was rumored to be a savage master. How did she do things beside Yu Zhaorong?

Mu Huai didn't know this, but he felt that he still had many things to teach her slowly before she became the prince.

After everyone returned to the East Palace, the servants soon arranged lunch in the hall. The dishes included rare delicacies such as black roasted beef brisket, crystal soup, and eel soup.

Seeing that Rong Xi's eating appearance is still like a kitten, he has a poor appetite.

Mu Huai held up his chopsticks and looked at her.

He didn't say a word, but the woman was so scared that she almost choked.

Mu Huai finally deepened his eyebrows again, but when Rong Xi coughed lightly, he stroked her slender back with a big palm and patted her gently.

He deliberately controlled his tone and asked, "Could you be guilty? Why are you so afraid of it?"

In the first half sentence, the tone is fairly calm.

In the second half of the sentence, the tone began to become heavy again.

Rong Xi looked at Mu Huai with red eyes, shook his head repeatedly, and whispered back: "...It's the concubine's own carelessness, not the cause of her husband."

She is still terrified of Mu Huai even now, even if she becomes his concubine, this cannot be changed.

Mu Huai's eyebrows grew deeper and he moved his hand from her delicate back.

He finally felt that the sage's saying that women are hard to raise is simply too reasonable.

Raising a woman is really troublesome, neither said nor touched.

Reprimanding, there was water in her eyes.

Touched, her delicate skin will turn blue and red.

She was extremely squeamish, and crushed him to death.

Although the woman did not disrespect him because of the baby name Man Tooth, and his face was restored, Mu Huai was still unhappy in his heart.

Thinking like this, Mu Huai summoned Danxiang to this point, and asked in a cold voice, "Which chef made this dish?"

Before Dan Xiang could reply, Mu Huai's eyebrows were sharp, and he said: "Liangdi is not used to eating, don't let this person do it in the future."

Dan Xiang blinked a few times, respectfully.

However, although the prince has a surly temper, he is extremely spoiled for Rong Liangdi.

After lunch, which made Rong Xi tremble, Mu Huai did not immediately leave the East Palace to manage politics, but sent someone to find an imperial doctor.

The last time the imperial physician visited Rong Xi, he was not by her side. Although he knew that Rong Xi was safe, he was still worried.

The imperial physician who came to was the same young man who had the pulse for her last time. He was wearing the imperial physician's uniform and deep green dress for practicing birds, and his head was very upright.

Since Mu Huai was not there last time, to avoid suspicion, a screen was placed in the hall during the consultation.

The young imperial doctor didn't see Rong Xi's face clearly last time. Although he only caught a glimpse this time, he was still shocked by the surprise.

Although he adjusted his expression quickly, Mu Huai gave him a cold look after seeing his subtle expression in his eyes.

The imperial physician only felt that a yin wind was digging into his wide sleeves, and he almost broke out in a cold sweat, and sighed deeply that the prince was really not angry.

After examining the pulse for Rong Xi, the imperial physician respectfully said: "Liangdi is healthy and the fetus is healthy, but your Highness still needs to be careful... Liangdi should not have **** before five months."

After the conversation, Mu Huai's expression remained unchanged, but Rong Xi lowered his head in shame.

Mu Huai glanced at the reddish face of the woman, and then ordered the imperial doctor: "Take good care of Liangdi, if she gives birth to the emperor's heir safely, she will be lonely and reward you. If her baby is in trouble, you will be the first Don’t ask for the lowered head."

The crown prince was out of fame, and he was extremely fond of this good lady from the folks. The young imperial physician was mentally prepared before coming to the East Palace today. It is not surprising that Jue Muhuai would say such horrible things.

When Mu Huai asked the imperial physician to retreat, Rong Xi called the imperial physician softly and said: "The imperial physician will stay first. You will also check the pulse for your Royal Highness."

The doctor should be.

Mu Huai sat on Luohan's bed, raised one eyebrow slightly, and said in a puzzled way: "The lonely person is not sick, so there is no need for him to check his pulse."

Rong Xi walked to Mu Huai's side, knelt next to his knees, lifted his wrist with his slender hands, and placed it on the small sandalwood case, and then explained to him with concern: It's healthy... But your Royal Highness has been cumbersome in government affairs recently, and it's inevitable that some minor illnesses will accumulate, so that the emperor will look at it, so as to prevent the slightest failure.

Seeing the beautiful eyes of the woman wearing a high bun, Mu Huai no longer refused.

When he was in his twenties, his physique was healthy, and because of his martial arts, he was also very powerful.

Because of this, Xu didn't pay much attention to his body in his previous life. Although the emperor often diagnosed pulses for the emperor according to the system, he felt that this was useless and avoided this system.

It wasn't until he was nearly a year old that he realized that there were some minor problems in his body, but he still didn't care.

Later, when he fainted in Qianyuan Hall after going down to court, the imperial physician told him to start paying attention to his body.

But at that time, he already felt strenuous even to lift a long knife.

Re-lived for the first time, there was a woman beside him reminding him to pay attention to his body.

In this life, he has Rong Xi and heirs, so he should take care of his body and live for decades.

Thinking of this, Mu Huai's complexion was slightly awkward.

The imperial doctor said that he was in good health, but he added: "But your Highness's kidney fire... is a bit prosperous. You can prescribe a few prescriptions for clearing the fire to adjust.

Taiming didn't need to talk, Rong Xi and Mu Huai knew what the imperial doctor's words meant.

Rong Xi's face was as red as fire, and Mu Huai had been a vegetarian almost this month. Although the two had looked for other ways, he had never been truly satisfied.

Before Xu was returned to the palace, Mu Huai was too indulgent and wanton about this. Rong Xi didn't know how long Mu Huai could endure. If he really didn't plan to accept other women, he would have to endure it for another ten months.

It is really pitiful for a person like him who emphasizes desire.

After the imperial doctor left the East Palace, Mu Huai watched Rong Xi's eyes with a little compassion. He frowned, and said unpleasantly: "Don't look at Gu with that kind of eyes, waiting for you After that piece of meat hits the ground, Gu Ju will find it on you...you can't hide it from a meal."

The last word is very heavy.

After listening, Rong Xi leaned his petite body on his knees, patiently feeling the shame in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Well...I know it."

Mu Huai's complexion was still overcast, this woman didn't know it, he had been a veteran for almost ten years.

Seeing her lying on his lap again, she had the delicate beauty of "Wan stretched out on her knees, nowhere to be pitiful", and his cold heart finally softened slightly.

Mu Huai stretched out her hand to caress her reddish earlobe, and slowly rubbed it, as if stroking a kitten.

Seeing that her appearance became more and more cowardly and pitiful, she suddenly hugged the woman on the ground, wrapped her big hand around her waist, and made her sit still.

Dan Xiang was just about to bring the boiled fetal medicine into the hall, but he didn't want to see the intimacy of the two noble masters. He hurriedly turned away, thinking whether he was bringing the medicine in or waiting for it. The two masters put their crookedness over before entering.

Mu Huai had already seen Danxiang's figure and smelled the bitter medicine.

The woman in her arms also smelled the bitter medicine, and her eyebrows frowned, as if she was somewhat resistant to the bitter medicine.

Mu Huai said to Dan Xiang, "Bring me the medicine."

Dan Xiang lowered his head and put the medicine cup on the small case.

Rong Xi was about to let Mu Huai let her go, so she could drink the fetal medicine, but saw that Mu Huai was holding her waist with one hand and holding the medicine cup with the other, he actually took a sip of the bitter medicine.

She was startled, and asked in a puzzled way: "Husband...you..."

Mu Huai felt that the medicine was very bitter, and his eyebrows frowned again, and he said indifferently, "Feed you alone."