Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

Mingqi regained consciousness, but her eyes were still closed. She could hear the man's deep voice reading and the woman's gentle explanation.

Is he yet another mother or father to her?

On her unseen wrist, a layer of white light shone again, carrying a line of glowing words, before disappearing again after three seconds.

Mingqi fell asleep.

After an unknown number of days, she woke up again and heard two voices reading aloud, which felt familiar and intimate.

She stretched out her feet to greet them.

Hello everyone!

Emperor Yongwen, who was reading a book and had just placed his hand on the Empress's stomach, was speechless.

He felt something kick him.

"My child, my son, are you greeting your father?" He was slightly agitated, as his own child was being lazy.

The imperial physician said the baby would start to move around after four or five months, but in his case, the baby was seven months old and still hadn't moved at all.

If it weren't for the imperial physician's daily assurances, the child would be alive.

Emperor Yongwen thought it was all over.

Empress Shen hadn't expected her third child to be so lazy. The first two children were normal, but this one was too lazy to move.

Her eyes were slightly red.

It's been two months, and she's terrified that the baby in her belly will disappear without a trace.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I felt it too. She was greeting us. The child is alright and healthy." Empress Shen wept with joy.

She wasn't usually a crybaby, but she was inevitably more sensitive during her pregnancy.

Qiuyue handed over a handkerchief, and Empress Shen wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Emperor Yongwen once again shouted loudly to the eunuchs around him, "Summon the imperial physician! Summon the imperial physician!"

His personal eunuch, Wen Zhong, ran out of the palace without hesitation, trudging along his old legs to the Imperial Hospital. Before he even entered, he saw a familiar figure.

They pulled people towards Kunning Palace.

The head of the Imperial Medical Academy was used to being pulled along by the hand, covered in dust and sweat, and it would have been even better if he had sweat on his forehead.

But then he said, "How come it's you? Lord Wen?"

The person who called him before was Wen Gong's godson.

As Wen Zhong ran, he answered, "It moved! The little prince in Her Majesty's belly moved! He kicked... no, he's greeting His Majesty!"

"The sage addresses you directly."

The chief physician glanced at Wen Zhong. He always followed the emperor's lead; the emperor liked him, and the emperor disliked him.

Clearly, this is the happiest time for the emperor.

The abbot's mind raced, trying to come up with flattering words to win more of His Majesty's favor.

Emperor Yongwen's entire attention is now focused on the unborn child, which surprises even himself.

Who would have thought that he would dedicate himself to teaching a little child for six months straight, without fail? He even went to great lengths to find a master at the White Horse Temple for this purpose.

The palace was searched, and he was found to be clean.

It can only be fate.

Fortunately, the master also spoke of predestined relationships from past and present lives.

The imperial physician rushed over, not even bothering to let him have a cup of tea, and simply said, "Let me take your pulse."

The chief physician recovered on his own, and solemnly took the patient's pulse.

This pulse is still full of life.

"Your Majesty, the young prince is well, and the Empress is in good health."

Emperor Yongwen was overjoyed: "You must ensure the safety of the Empress and her child. I will reward you handsomely."

He then proceeded to bestow a reward.

Not only the imperial physicians, but also the palace servants who served the empress.

There will be rewards.

The emperor's gifts spread from Kunning Palace to the inner palace and then to outside the palace. Everyone knew that the emperor attached great importance to the empress's unborn child.

Yikun Palace.

Upon learning this, the Imperial Concubine stopped fanning herself with the red silk embroidered butterfly and white jade handle round fan she was holding.

With a loud thud, it hit the coffee table next to it.

Frowning, she complained to her trusted confidante, Lotus Flower, "What's wrong with His Majesty? It's just an unborn fetus, why is he so concerned?"

It's not like it's his first time being a father.

It wasn't the first child born after the ascension to the throne that was considered auspicious.

Lotus listened quietly, not daring to utter a word against the Emperor.

The Imperial Concubine frowned, her peach-blossom eyes widening, as beautiful as fluttering peach petals: "It can't be because the Empress is pregnant, can it?"

"His Majesty didn't pay this much attention to the first two pregnancies."

"Go and find out from me what the reason is. If it is because the saint's compassionate fatherly heart has arisen, then I will also try to conceive a child."

"Yes."

Their family also had spies in the palace.

Some of the concubines in the palace were trying to find out the reason, while others were trying to curry favor with the Empress's faction, since the Crown Prince had been established and the Emperor and Empress had become affectionate again.

It's best to offer help when it's most needed.

Once everyone has achieved their goal and is all set up, they will naturally have someone to offer their goodwill.

People outside the palace prepare congratulatory gifts for the little prince's full moon celebration. These gifts must be valuable, have auspicious meanings, and please the emperor.

Including the prince's maternal family.

Now is not the time to decide on the succession struggle. If you don't like the emperor's favorite, then there's no need to prepare for the succession struggle.

The world is vast, but His Majesty's will is the greatest.

As a result, Prince Chengen has been extremely busy lately, ranking first in Kyoto.

Cheng'en Palace.

The Duke of Cheng'en could hardly maintain his cold expression. He smiled, looking as if he had become many years younger. With his family rising steadily in status, who wouldn't be happy?

"Father, will the man with the broken leg be released?" Prince Shen asked with a hint of melancholy.

There have simply been too many people looking for him lately.

Each one came with a reason.

The Duke of Cheng'en's eyes gleamed. "No, let them lie there for a few more months until the Empress gives birth."

"By the way, don't skimp on their living conditions; give them their parents, siblings, and other relatives more compensation."

He went to draw lots a few months ago, and the result said to maintain the status quo, which was a sign of good fortune for the family.

They weren't superstitious before, but ever since he broke the leg that was supposed to be broken, and made them rest at home and not go out looking for trouble, good things have been happening to their family one after another.

His grandson was made crown prince.

The Empress was deeply favored by the Emperor.

His Highness also greatly favors the young prince.

One good thing after another dazzled him, and he sincerely believed that Buddhism was indeed accurate.

Day after day.

From early spring, March to December.

From spring to winter.

Mingqi felt that she was getting bigger and bigger, and couldn't help but want to come out and open her eyes.

December 6th.

The weather is mostly cloudy.

Empress Shen stirred slightly, calmly eating her porridge. After finishing her breakfast, she instructed Qiu Yue, "I am about to give birth."

Qiuyue stayed by her side, while Xiahua went to call people to make preparations.

The imperial physicians and midwives were all ready.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Yongwen immediately went to Kunning Palace, where the concubines also stood in the courtyard.

There were just too many people around.

Emperor Yongwen directly ordered: "Those below the rank of concubine should return to their own palaces and pray for the Empress and the unborn imperial heir."

The four consorts and nine concubines remained.

From Chenshi (7-9 AM) to Wushi (11 AM-1 PM).

A baby's cry could be heard.

Snowflakes began to fall from the sky, and the first snow of winter arrived at this moment.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, the Empress has given birth to a little princess."