Sir, I'm pregnant

The prince came over and tried to hold back his diaphragm. "Father, it's getting late. Let's go back."

The emperor ignored the prince. He went straight to the woman. Seeing that the woman kept dodging, he grabbed the woman's wrist and pulled the veil off her face.

"Ziyun!!" The emperor was stunned.

The woman looked at the emperor timidly, and then burst into tears: "you recognize the wrong person, I'm not Ziyun."

"You are Ziyun. Your voice is the same as her, and your appearance is the same. Even the music you play is Ziyun played before, and the lyrics you sing. You are Ziyun, aren't you?"

"No, I'm not..."

"You are!" The emperor held her hand tightly: "what are you crying for? You must be reincarnated, right? You didn't drink Mengpo soup, did you?! "

Gu Qiancheng frowned. He recalled his mother's appearance. It was all after the fire. He didn't know what she looked like before.

Zhao Huaide knew Xiao Ziyun, as like as two peas, he was very excited, and beat his legs. "It is the same as the emperor's wife."

"Really?" Gu Qiancheng asked.

"Absolutely true, as like as two peas." Zhao Huaide ran over happily: "my mother, old slave Huaide, do you still know old slave? You saved the old slave before! "

"Xiao Zhaozi..."

"Hey!" Zhao Huaide covered his face and cried.

The woman looked at the prince and Gu Qiancheng excitedly: "who is my future?! My... "Then, her eyes stopped on Gu Qiancheng:" Qiancheng... My son! "

“！！！！” Gu Qiancheng.

Li Xuan looked at the future, looked at the woman, and whispered, "Lord, maybe you don't believe it, but you are really like her."

"Really?" Gu Qiancheng doesn't believe it very much.

"To paraphrase the princess's mantra, it is more true than pearls."

"...." Gu Qiancheng.

"Son, let me see..."

Seeing that Gu Qiancheng was not moving at once, the emperor waved: "your mother told you to come down quickly! What are you doing? "

Gu Qiancheng got off the horse with a confused face. When he saw the woman approaching, he subconsciously hid back.

"Don't hide from my mother. In order to see you again, my mother didn't drink Mengpo soup. Although my mother is only 16 now, her soul is always your mother. When I was a child, my mother didn't even have the strength to touch you. I can only watch you get beaten by others, my mother..."

When the woman said this, she couldn't help crying: "the fire didn't burn my mother. God must have pity on you. I want you to live and see the outside world."

"It's a pity that your mother suffered from the burns on her face. Your father... No, uncle Gu is our benefactor. Did you go to his grave?"

"Last... Every year." Is she really my mother? If not, she can't know so many things when I was a child?

"Good boy, your mother didn't survive uncle Gu's death. How nice are the family members to you?"

"Almost all of them are dead."

"Your aunt is not a good person. What did she do to you?"

"Er... She... Was so angry with my daughter-in-law that it seemed." No, it's really my mother? Ah Jin came through, and so did Guo Jiaxing. My mother didn't drink Mengpo soup. Is it reasonable?

Ah Jin, you are professional in this field. Do you think it's true?

Alas... Ah Jin is in automatic isolation. I can't ask. Worry!