Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 122 I'm Pregnant Now Your Highness

Qingxue supported Fu Ling, glared at Bitao angrily, and said with her lips: Go!

Bi Tao ran out immediately.

"I'm fine..." Fuling panted weakly, tried to regulate her breath, and said, "What to do to make things difficult for that child."

"You have a cough like this, how can you not see the imperial doctor?"

Fuling waved Qingxue's hand away, coughed in a low voice, walked to the round table and sat down, picked up the small teapot and poured a glass of water.

Probably because the girl coughed too much just now, there was still a layer of moisture floating in her eyes, and she used water to forcefully suppress the discomfort.

"Your majesty, you have changed." Qingxue stood in place and looked at Fu Ling at the table, her words filled with endless bitterness, "Since you disappeared and returned, you have changed, you have changed to His Majesty, and you have changed to all of us." gone."

Fu Ling glanced at her, ignored her emotional ups and downs, but said to her softly, "It's getting late, go and rest."

Qingxue looked at Fu Ling in a daze.

She was silent for a while, Fu Ling didn't say another word, she didn't even turn her head, and didn't even look at her.

She had no choice but to bless her body and retreat.

When Qingxue was going out, she happened to run into Jun Beicheng who was busy with important affairs in the court.

Holding an umbrella, Xia Yan looked at Qingxue with a puzzled face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qingxue adjusted her mood, looked at Jun Beicheng, and said, "Your Majesty coughed very badly just now, and I have already informed the imperial physician."

Jun Beicheng's eyes tightened, and he quickly stepped into the bedroom, some thin raindrops were drenched on his broad shoulders.

"Your Majesty..." Seeing that the emperor was so anxious, Xia Yan immediately put away his umbrella and followed.

When Jun Beicheng came in, he saw him eagerly searching for the first time.

She only wore a light rosin-colored double-layer gown, and embroidered tangled flower branches on the neckline and cuffs with bead gray and purple silk thread.

The hair hangs down loosely, in a small bun, carelessly.

Looking at the thin figure, Jun Beicheng immediately took off his fur coat and put it on her body.

The fur is extremely warm, carrying the most addictive ambergris for men.

Jun Beicheng sat beside her, raised her wrist to monitor her pulse, and asked with extremely soft eyes: "I heard that Li Ge and Yan Xiaowai came to look for you, are you having fun?"

After saying that, Jun Beicheng immediately looked at Qingfeng next to him, his eyebrows and eyes beckoning him to take Fuling's pulse.

Qingfeng squatted down immediately, looked at the girl respectfully, and said, "Your Majesty, let this subordinate diagnose you."

Fu Ling withdrew her wrist, piercing Jun Beicheng with her eyes like icy needles, and said without any warmth in her voice: "How is my family?"

Jun Beicheng said quickly: "I didn't touch them."

Fu Ling raised her head slightly, staring at the candlelight above, staring at something for a long, long time, and then slowly retracted it, focusing on Jun Beicheng, and said lightly: "That's good."

"Qingfeng, make a diagnosis for your empress."

"Yes."

Jun Beicheng held the girl's wrist, Qingfeng put two fingers on her pulse, closed his eyes and felt her pulse.

At this time, Junbei City was suffering.

After a long while, Qingfeng withdrew her fingers, knelt on the ground on one knee, and said: "Your Majesty is suffering from the cold, and now she is pregnant with your Highness, so don't worry too much. If things go on like this, your body will be even more unbearable."

Worry too much...

Jun Beicheng clenched the girl's wrist, feeling a sudden pain in his whole heart, as if he couldn't hold it in anymore, only a mouthful of flickering breath remained in his chest, supporting the control of his expression.

Fu Ling's eyes were indifferent, she shook off Jun Beicheng's hand, and walked towards the bed.

"The subordinates will prepare the medicine and decoct it as soon as possible." Qingfeng retreated knowingly.

Xia Yan's right eyelid twitched, and he immediately understood what was going on, and retreated dejectedly while hugging his whisk.

(End of this chapter)