Pampered Into Being The Empress

Rong Xi was so speechless by this vomit. She didn't want to spit it out at the table of eight immortals filled with delicacies, nor did she want the vomited foul to make Mu Huai disgusted, so she got off the armchair. Stand up and look for the toilet by yourself.

Mu Huai remembered that Rong Xi's expression was not very good when he saw the body of the Queen Mother this morning. He only turned pale because she was timid.

Thinking about it now, it was because she had been unwell in the morning.

Mu Huai immediately ordered the **** in the palace to summon the eunuch. He didn't even have the mind to eat any more. After the waiting palace clerk removed the food, he helped the weak woman into the side hall.

He grasped Rong Xi’s cold and white hands with a generous and slightly stubborn little hand, and surrounded her petite body in a protective posture, and his tone was just like coaxing a child. , I will accompany you to take good care of yourself."

Rong Xi nodded, and it took a long time before he suppressed the nausea.

Mu Huai was right when she said it. She has indeed been overthinking recently. Rong Xi always felt that these discomforts were minor problems, and it was not worth calling the emperor.

Rong Xi felt a little panic in his heart. There is a saying among the folks that if he bumped into a deadly corpse, he would inevitably get sick.

The palace man brought a silk screen embroidered with double cranes and snow. When the imperial doctor diagnosed Rong Xi's pulse through the screen, she still felt extremely uneasy in her heart, for fear that the imperial doctor would diagnose some strange diseases for her .

Mu Huai sat on the other side of the Luohan bed, his cold and cold eyes refused to leave the delicate and delicate beauty beside him for a moment, and his expression was full of concern.

This imperial physician has a habit of taking the pulse, perhaps because he wants to stay focused. When he stares attentively, his eyebrows are always tightly twisted, which always gives people a feeling of suffering.

Such an expression seemed to be something sickening to the patient whose pulse was diagnosed.

Seeing that Rong Xi's expression also gradually revealed a little worry, Mu Huai said in a deep voice to the doctor, "Don't always twist your eyebrows."

After listening to the imperial physician, his brows were slightly relieved, but the reason for his relaxed expression was not entirely because of Mu Huai's orders.

——"Congratulations, Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is already pregnant for one month."

When the words were over, Rong Xi looked at Mu Huai beside her with those haggard beautiful eyes. She couldn't believe it, and her delicate hands carefully covered her unprotruding lower abdomen.

Rong Xi was pregnant with the child again, and she was naturally extremely happy in her heart, but she didn't know whether Mu Huai would want this child to come to life at this time.

Because Mu Huai had told her before that he didn't want children for the time being.

She knew that Mu Huai had a plan for everything.

He doesn't like sudden situations that disrupt his planning halfway, and he doesn't like losing control of the direction of events.

Rong Xi looked at Mu Huai again, she was anxious to explore his emotions in his eyes.

The man wore a gloomy dress and a mian, with a magnificent manner, and his young and handsome face held the usual calmness.

Mu Huai always gives people a strong, cold and majestic feeling of oppression. Now the curvature of his lips is slightly raised, and it looks a little gentle.

When Rong Xi's long feather eyelashes were moving up and down due to tension, although Mu Huai did not look at her, he covered her delicate hand with his big hand again.

He said in a low tone, and then ordered the imperial physician: "Take care of the queen's body. She gave birth to the queen safely, and I will reward you very much."

The imperial doctor's expression also brought a little joy, and respectfully responded to Mu Huai.

The imperial physician secretly sighed that the queen was really a blessing. Even the descendants of previous dynasties and generations had very high family backgrounds, they rarely had as many children and blessings as Queen Rong.

As beautiful as Queen Rong, there are even fewer prostitutes who have sons and heirs.

After the imperial doctor left Qianyuan Palace, Rong Xi kept silently watching the man's three-dimensional and delicate profile.

She didn't detect any unpleasant emotions from the man's look, but her heart was still like a stone hanging, uneasy.

The sky outside the grille sill windows gradually dimmed, melted snow fell suddenly on the indigo sky, and the eunuchs lighted the candlesticks. Inside the hall was a warm orange glow that made people feel like they belonged.

The charcoal fire in Mingming Hall was full, but Rong Xi felt a little cold on his body.

The palace people had known that Qu had retired, and only her and Mu Huai were left in the palace.

Mu Huai approached the woman beside him, and moved carefully to hug her into his arms with vigorous arms.

Rong Xi gradually closed his eyes and leaned his forehead on the man's shoulder.

The shoulders of his Dagon Mian were embroidered with sun and moon patterns, and Rong Xi felt a slight itching on his forehead, and his slightly pale face was covered with a little red.

Suddenly pregnant with a child, she actually felt that she was starting to be unable to let go in front of Mu Huai, and it was easier to feel ashamed than before.

Mu Huai patted her slender back gently, and asked in a gentle voice: "Is my body better, do you still want to vomit?"

Rong Xi came out of his arms, his eyes were stained with fog, and he asked in a soft voice, "husband...this kid...you..."

Seeing her hesitating to speak, Mu Huai cupped the delicate face of the woman's palm with both hands, and then touched her forehead and nudged it like a snuggle.

Mu Huai closed his eyes, but there was a smile on his lips, and said in a gentle voice, "I am very happy."

After Rong Xi listened, his eyes suddenly turned red, and a few drops of warm and hot tears fell.

Mu Huai felt his palms wet, and he felt a little flustered.

After he lifted his eyes again, he saw the squeamish woman crying again.

Rong Xi had already turned his face away, and wiped the tears for himself with his hands without a word.

She cried not because of fragility and hypocrisy, but because of joy.

Because she was pregnant with Mu Jue unprepared before. She had no identity at that time and Mu Huai's temperament was uncertain.

She is pregnant with a child, and as a mother, she lives in fear all day long.

Rong Xi was afraid that after Mu Huai learned that she was pregnant with his child, she would think she was lowly and could not tolerate her child.

In the months when Mu Jue arrived in her stomach, Rong Xi was not really happy, and Mu Huai, as his father, did not give him any care during that time.

He was brutal to her, and the child could feel it in her stomach.

Rong Xi still feels sad every time he thinks of the frightening days before.

Mu Huai helplessly, he straightened the woman's face, and wiped her tears with his fingertips, and asked with extreme patience: "Why are you crying, and your body is uncomfortable?"

Rong Xi said with a whisper: "Fortunately, this kid has never been wronged by Jue'er."

Just as Mu Huai was about to put his hands on her flat lower abdomen, hearing Rong Xi's words, he stopped moving.

Not only Mu Jue was wronged, but Rong Xi was also wronged.

And she suffered more grievances than Mu Jue.

Mu Huai remembered his bad behavior in the past, and also remembered the tragic end of Rong Xi and the child's death in his previous life.

Thinking of this, his heart, which was originally filled with joy, gradually became dull and painful.

Fortunately, Rong Xi is pregnant with his two children again. He can still have another chance to make up. This time he also has the experience of the last child, so he won't do any stupid things anymore and can take care of this better. woman.

Mu Huai suppressed his voice very low, and solemnly said to the woman: "Xi'er, don't worry, I will treat you and your child well, and I won't be the same as before... I won't let you suffer any more wrongs."

At the end of the word, he hugged the petite woman, and put his hands on her abdomen very carefully, with gentle brows and eyes: "I hope Xier's baby will be a beautiful little princess."

Rong Xi's tears gradually stopped, and Mu Huai's appearance at this time gave her the feeling of a gentle husband, and made her heart warm.

She said softly, and replied: "The concubine also hopes that...this child will give her husband a daughter."

The ambergris on the man smelled so mediocre and peaceful, she was wrapped in his familiar body temperature, and she felt as cold as she was not right.

The gentleness of a strong man like him is even more intoxicating.

Mu Huai felt that the woman in her arms was feeling better, so she grabbed her slender hand into her palm, played with her, and continued to coax her in a low voice, and said: "Then if you really are a princess, you will name it."

When Mu Huai asked her to name the child, Rong Xi's heart jumped for joy.

But when I thought about it carefully, I couldn't think of a reason why I should give my daughter a name.

While Rong Xi was very tangled in his heart, his stomach grunted and screamed.

Yes, due to the sudden arrival of the little guy, neither she nor Mu Huai had a few bites of dinner.

Mu Huai let out a dull laugh, and asked her warmly, "What do you want to eat? Isn't Shijii's dinner not right?"

Rong Xi is not hungry yet, but on the contrary...

I want to eat something sour.