Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 809 Why Did You Listen, Listen, Hear About Yourself?
Fu Chengxiang continued: "The new year is here again. I don't know whether it's because the veteran is old or has to submit to the old. I always feel that this year the veteran is a little bit powerless in doing things. In addition, the younger generation in the court is full of talents. The old minister wants the emperor to be fulfilled in Japan today, let the old minister resign and stay at home to enjoy his old age in peace!"

Hearing this, Nan Qi finally spoke up: "Prime Minister Fu is serious. There is a lot of admiration for Prime Minister Fu in Cang Jue Xuan's words, but if Prime Minister Fu is willing to enjoy his old age and not bother to deal with national affairs, I will be considered He did something filial to the late Emperor."

"Since Prime Minister Fu offered to resign on his own initiative, I will accept it."

After finishing speaking, Nan Qi glanced down, and said quite majesticly: "In the future, if any official dares to disturb the Prime Minister again, he will be severely punished!"

The majestic words and the fierce eyes frightened everyone, especially the officials who belonged to the prime minister's faction. They touched their cold hearts in fright. Isn't it time to curry favor with General Duan's cronies?
Prime Minister Fu resigned voluntarily, and although Nan Qi never made trouble, he never said a word to persuade him to stay. It seems that his attitude of self-preservation obviously fell into Duan Yijun's trap.

Fu Chengxiang glared at Duan Yijun, and sat back on his seat as if he was dumb eating coptis.

After the dinner was over, the imperial physician took Fu Xueyao's pulse in the imperial study for a while, and respectfully said: "The empress's pulse is stable, and you should continue to eat less and more meals on weekdays. Don't be too full at one time. Just walk around inside and outside the palace as much as you have time!"

Nan Qi nodded, and was just about to ask how many weeks it would take for the baby to be born with such a big belly, but unexpectedly, Duan Yijun cut her off first.

"Yu'er, don't eat it."

Called by Duan Yijun, Nan Yuan, who was holding up a piece of hawthorn and was planning to eat it, just held it in mid-air.

I don't know if she was starving on the way back. After arriving in the capital, even the sour oranges and hawthorn slices were delicious in her mouth, and the more she ate, the more hungry she was.

"why?"

Nan Yuan asked aggrievedly, and then stuffed the hawthorn slice into her mouth unwillingly.

It's still more fun to eat.

The next moment, she saw Duan Yijun walking towards Nan Yuan frowning, and stretched out her hand to hold Nan Yuan into her arms. Just when she thought that Duan Yijun was going to reprimand her for eating too much, Duan Yijun could only ask sadly: "I'm pregnant?" What do you eat three meals a day?"

The imperial physician was stunned for a moment, then realized that General Duan was talking to him, and immediately answered.

Duan Yijun then asked: "What are the precautions?"

"What should I avoid?"

"What are the symptoms?"

"Which ones are normal in daily life?"

Nan Qi felt very familiar with this attentive appearance. Isn't this appearance a few months ago?
However, Xueyao has already passed this period, so what else can he ask.

"Duan Yijun!" Nan Qi clenched his hands into fists and coughed lightly twice against his mouth. Not to mention, he was so attentive that he always felt that his head was so heavy, as if a hat was pressed down on it.

"Why are you asking these things so graciously?"

Fu Xueyao seemed to have just remembered something, and said in a gentle voice: "By the way, imperial doctor, you can also check Yuan'er's pulse by the way."

Nan Yuan was in a daze, she was originally an observer, why did she hear herself when she was listening?

(End of this chapter)