My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

At this moment, his mind was filled with that thought. Although he had countless concubines in his harem, he had no children. Although several concubines had become pregnant, they either miscarried or died young.

Therefore, if Nangong Bingqing is indeed pregnant, it would be a very different story, as it could very well be his first child.

Xia Wuwei stared intently at Nangong Bingqing.

Nangong Bingqing glanced at him, then said softly, "The imperial physician said it's possible...it's possible!"

Chapter 202 Awakening

Upon hearing this, Xia Wuwei was overjoyed and excitedly hugged Nangong Bingqing and kissed her passionately, praising her repeatedly, "Qing'er, you are so amazing."

Seeing Xia Wuwei's joyful expression, Nangong Bingqing felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey, but out of ladylike modesty, she added:

"Brother Wei, the imperial physician only said it's possible, it's not certain that I'm actually pregnant. What if it turns out that Qing'er isn't pregnant in the end? Brother Wei, will you punish Qing'er for deceiving the emperor?"

Xia Wuwei smiled as he gently stroked Nangong Bingqing's lower abdomen with his large, calloused hand, and chuckled, "Since Qing'er knows the crime of deceiving the emperor, then you should be prepared. If it is discovered that you have committed the crime of deceiving the emperor, I will not show any mercy, and you will be in for a world of hurt!"

Nangong Bingqing understood Xia Wuwei's meaning perfectly, and immediately covered her mouth and replied, "Waaah... Brother Wei only knows how to bully people, I won't talk to you anymore!"

"Qing'er dares to ignore me! No, Brother Wei must reaffirm his authority as husband."

After Xia Wuwei finished speaking, he prepared to touch her.

Nangong Bingqing was shocked: "Brother Wei, what are you doing? You can't do that now..."

"Don't worry, it's just touching..."

Upon seeing this, the palace maids serving at the Moon Fairy Palace smiled knowingly, and took the initiative to lower the gauze curtain and retreat.

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Yong'an Street, Xicheng District, Beijing.

This is a strange street. Unlike other streets, Yong'an Street has the mansions of many powerful officials on the left, but only one mansion on the right.

This mansion occupies half of the entire street. It is magnificent and grand, with a building every five steps and a pavilion every ten steps. The red brick and green tile pavilions and towers, the elegant and gentle bridges and flowing water are arranged in a well-organized and harmonious manner. The long corridors are like ribbons, winding and turning. The eaves are soaring, like birds pecking in the air. The corridors are intertwined and winding, like eddies, connecting each other, and are majestic and imposing.

This mansion is the "Xianwang Mansion", which is the mansion of the Eighth Prince Xia Yuxuan. Xia Yuxuan's title is "Xian".

And in one of the pavilions in this mansion, called "Xunyan Pavilion".

Lying there was a young woman, Hui, who was unconscious.

In an instant,

Hui slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was a pinkish-yellow curtain, and a row of tassels beside her, swaying gently in the wind.

'Looks like I wasn't locked in the dungeon.' This thought immediately flashed through Hui's mind. Although she had become a prisoner, it would certainly be good if the conditions of her confinement were better.

Hui shifted uncomfortably and immediately felt a lingering pain, though it wasn't as intense or unbearable as before.

Apart from that, his body was not tied up.

but,

There's no need to be tied up.

Because Hui checked her physical condition immediately after waking up.

very bad.

His internal organs were severely damaged, and five of his ribs were broken. Such injuries would have killed an ordinary person long ago, but as a second-rate martial artist, Hui Cai's physical condition was far beyond that of an ordinary person, and he did not die on the spot.

Even if she didn't die, this level of internal injury would require Hui to rest for several months.

If that were all, a second-rate martial artist would already possess superhuman qualities, enough to forcibly scale walls and leap over obstacles.

However, Xia Yuxuan would definitely not give Hui that chance.

Hui discovered that each key acupoint on his twelve main meridians was sealed by a powerful, unyielding internal force.

Hui knew this was acupressure.

The acupoint striking techniques in this world are not the kind of deceptive tricks used in my previous life.

Acupressure involves injecting one's internal energy into an opponent's acupoints (intersections of meridians), interfering with or even blocking the flow of internal energy in the opponent's meridians, turning a martial artist into an ordinary person who cannot use internal energy.

However, this can only be used by a high-level martial artist against a low-level martial artist.

Because high-level martial artists have a high density of internal energy, they cannot be directly broken by low-density internal energy, which is why acupoints can be used to strike acupoints.

For example, the internal energy in Hui's body is far more powerful than Hui's own internal energy. Needless to say, it must be the internal energy of that old man Xiao. Blocking the acupoints directly prevents the internal energy stored in Hui's body from circulating, and even the daily practice of refining qi into power cannot be carried out.

Of course, these few clumps of internal energy are like water without a source or a tree without roots; they cannot last long. In addition, Hui constantly uses his own internal energy to continuously attack them, so it is estimated that they will be completely worn away in ten days.

However, after ten days, the daylilies had all gone cold.

"Let's see how things go first."

Hui struggled to turn over and get out of bed.

"Ok?"

Hui hadn't noticed it before, but now she realized that she wasn't wearing the men's clothes she had been wearing before, but a plain white silk cloud-patterned skirt. Underneath the skirt was a semi-transparent jade-colored gauze bodice. As for underpants, Hui didn't know if she was wearing any.

Because the material of this entire outfit is very unusual. It is made of the Heavenly Silkworm Ice Silk, a tribute from the Western Regions. Its preciousness is such that it takes ten years for all the countries of the Western Regions to obtain just one bolt. Its luxury and rarity make even gold silk pale in comparison.

It's so precious for a reason. The material is lightweight and breathable, and it fits so well against the skin that you can't even feel the clothes. Especially the transparency, it's so revealing that it makes you feel like you're in a dream.

If that were all, it wouldn't live up to its name as Heavenly Silk Ice Silk. Its most impressive feature is its heat insulation. Ordinary clothes catch fire easily, but clothes made of Heavenly Silk Ice Silk cannot be ignited. Not only can they not be ignited, but even if they are placed on a fire for ten days and ten nights, they will still feel cool and comfortable to the touch.

It is this magical property that makes this thing the object of pursuit for the powerful and wealthy, while ordinary people have never even heard of it.

Huineng knew these things because of Dong'er's memories. However, Dong'er didn't wear them herself when she was an Imperial Noble Consort; rather, she saw Nangong Bingqing wear them when she was a maid.

rustle···

Just then, Hui heard a very light footstep outside the door. The footsteps were so light that they were even lighter than the footsteps of a woman or a child.

Furthermore, if Hui remembered correctly, this special frequency was the sound of a maid walking in a wealthy family. Their walking posture was specially trained to be both steady and light. Dong'er had been trained in this way in her memory, which is why Hui was so familiar with this sound. Of course, the training process was not without its hardships.

Squeak!

The door opened in response.

It was actually two maids!

The sound of the two walking was completely synchronized to a single frequency, successfully deceiving Hui, a second-rate martial artist. It can only be said that she is indeed worthy of being a maid in the royal palace.

Seeing that Hui had gotten up, the two quickly went to help her up: "Miss, you're awake. The Prince said you should rest well, and if there's anything you need, just leave it to me."

Who are you?

Upon hearing this, the two maids stood before Hui and bowed respectfully: "We are Ziyan and Qiyue, greetings, Miss."

"The prince instructed that the young lady can directly inform us of any matters she may require."

Seeing that the maid was being so polite to her, completely unlike how one would treat a prisoner, Hui asked, "Didn't your lord say who I am?"

Upon hearing this, Ziyan and Qiyue, though puzzled, still answered respectfully, "His Highness said you are a guest of the Prince's residence and that we should serve you well."

Hui understood; these were just two maids who knew nothing.

Chapter 203 Teaching

Hui understood; these were just two maids who knew nothing.

I wanted to ask more, but my throat felt dry, so I said, "Could I have a glass of water?"

"Yes, girl."

Ziyan got up, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Hui.

Hui drank it all in one gulp, but still felt unsatisfied, so she asked for a few more cups before her thirst was relieved.

At this moment, Hui Cai tugged at the gauze dress she was wearing. She hadn't noticed it before, but now that there were outsiders around, she realized that wearing something made her feel like she was naked.

Although it is indeed very comfortable, girls are naturally shy, and the feeling of being naked is really hard to get used to.

Meanwhile, Ziyan and Qiyue noticed that Hui was concerned about her clothes.

Hui thought she was worried that a strange man had changed her clothes.

Ziyan then explained softly, "Miss, don't worry. Your bath and the clothes you are wearing now were all taken care of by your servants. There was no one else around. Your clothes were dirty, so they have been taken to be washed."

"I've also taken a bath?"

Hui exclaimed in surprise, realizing that she had actually taken a shower.

However, thinking of taking a bath, Hui touched her face and found that the disguise she had worn earlier had indeed been completely washed away.

“Yes, young lady,” Ziyan and Qiyue replied.

"Ok."

Hui had already come to terms with it. Even if she had been seen naked, so what? She was powerless to fight back. Even if that prince wanted to fight back, could she really resist to the death?

'However, this outfit is too daring; no one in modern society would dare to wear something like that.'

Hui tentatively asked, "Could I get a different outfit?"

Ziyan and Qiyue looked at Hui strangely, but still said respectfully, "Yes, please come with me, young lady."

Ziyan and Qiyue led Hui to the wardrobe in the corner of the room.

After opening,

Even Hui, who considers herself a modern woman, blushed at the scene.

The wardrobe was full of women's clothes, but unlike the clothes of normal young women, these were clothes that only prostitutes would wear.

From a modern perspective, that's fashionable and sexy, but in ancient times when conservative values ​​prevailed, it was considered vulgar and lewd.

"Aren't there any normal clothes here, the kind you can wear on the street?" Hui couldn't help but ask.

Qi Yue smiled knowingly and explained to Hui, "This is the rule of the Prince's Mansion's backyard. All the young ladies in the mansion dress like this. And you don't need to be shy. Men are not allowed to enter the Prince's Mansion's backyard. Only the Prince can enter."

Ziyan added with a smile, "With such beautiful skin, even among the many beauties in this palace, you would stand out. This kind of dress will better showcase your charm!"

"Stop talking."

Hui understood; these two maids probably thought of her as one of Xia Yuxuan's newest women in his harem.

In fact, those two maids were right; Xia Yuxuan did indeed consider Hui to be a member of his harem.