The imperial doctor who was pulled away said: "This is Duke Yin, the Queen is unwell, and the Holy One has summoned a few of us to Changle Palace."
"I'm with you."
After Ji Rong finished speaking, he also headed towards Changle Palace, followed by Wan Xiao.
A group of people quickly arrived at the queen's palace. Song Wan was sitting on the phoenix couch and looked at it without feeling any discomfort. However, Shen Qianyu didn't look very good, and his eyebrows were condensed and very serious.
"Your Majesty..."
Several people were about to kneel down and bow down when Shen Qianyu waved his hand and asked people to come forward and diagnose Song Wan's pulse.
"It's okay, don't worry."
Song Wan stretched out her wrist and asked the imperial doctor to take her pulse.
After a while, the imperial doctor said: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, the Queen's pulse is strong and round, as round as a pearl. This is the happy pulse."
"Seriously?"
Shen Qianyu's face was ecstatic. He turned to look at Song Wan, but saw that the joy in her eyebrows was very light, and she seemed to be melancholy.
"Wan'er feeling unwell?"
"I'm just a little surprised."
Song Wan raised his head and looked at Shen Qianyu with a gentle smile.
"Your Majesty and the Queen, please don't worry. Your Majesty is in good health and the pregnancy is very stable."
"That puts my mind at ease."
Song Wan nodded, feeling more at ease now.
Shen Qianyu was happy, but also full of worries.
He grew up in the Nanqing Palace and had seen many pregnant women in the harem. Maybe there were very few who gave birth to children safely. Now that Song Wan was pregnant, he was filled with worry after being overjoyed.
After shielding everyone away, Shen Qianyu half-crouched in front of Song Wan and carefully put his hand in front of her abdomen.
"Wan'er, can I touch you?"
"nature."
Song Wan raised his hand to touch Shen Qianyu's cheek, then held his hand and gently placed it against his abdomen.
"The little guy is still young now, and my husband can't figure out anything."
"I can."
Song Wan lowered his eyes and saw that the man had a serious face and a pair of handsome eyebrows raised high. He was concentrating on feeling the touch under his palm. Song Wan looked at him with a smile and raised his lips slightly.
"Wan'er, what's wrong with you?"
"The month is still young now, so it's no different from usual days."
"Yeah?"
Shen Qianyu frowned: "If Wan'er feels unwell, you must tell me."
"Um."
Song Wan smiled and nodded, stood up and pulled Shen Qianyu up: "Don't worry, your appearance makes me nervous too."
"If you don't worry, how can you worry?"
Shen Qianyu grinned: "The imperial doctors said that this fetus is safe, so it must be safe. Moreover, this little guy is of the blood of the emperor, and will be blessed with endless blessings, so he will be born healthy."
"My child, there is no need to worry."
He looked happy and worried at times, which made Song Wan laugh.
"Wan'er, you go and have a rest. I have some things to do."
Carefully helping Song Wan to the depths of the palace, and half pushing and half coaxing him to sleep, Shen Qianyu hurriedly left Changle Palace.
As soon as he left, Song Wan sat up with a smile.
"How can I sleep in this bright and clear sky? I'm getting annoyed again now."
When Heng Wu saw Shen Qianyu walking out, he stepped forward with a smile and said, "Although your Majesty said this, I don't know how beautiful she is in her heart. Look, look at the smile on her face and eyes. It doesn't look like this." annoying."
"Go, you actually made fun of me."
Pushing Heng Wu aside, Heng Zhi said, "Miss, have you ever felt uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable in any way, please tell me."
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."
Song Wan smiled warmly: "How come you two have imitated the Holy Master?"
Before the few people finished speaking, they saw Shen Qianyu leading everyone to carry a huge Arhat bed into the queen's palace.
"Put it here first, don't go inside again."
"What is this, Your Majesty?"
Seeing Shen Qianyu having the Arhat bed placed in the room, Song Wan asked helplessly.
"You and I can't share the same bed because you're pregnant, but how can you feel at ease if I can't see you elsewhere? I will stay here until the baby in your belly is born."
"If this is inconsistent with the rules, the officials will break the rules..."
"They don't do anything serious all day long, but they are very capable when they are keeping an eye on what's going on in my room."
"You two..."
Shen Qianyu pointed to a young eunuch beside him and said: "You two spread what I said today, and then said that I have something to say, and let those officials control their mouths. When the late emperor did not send troops, one or two Keep your mouth shut tightly, if they focus on my inner palace now, I will hold them responsible for pretending to be dead."
Song Wan frowned slightly when he heard this. Seeing this, Shen Qianyu hurriedly said: "It's just talk, how could I do such a bastard thing?"
"I am very polite now, how can I do anything random?"
The little eunuchs who often waited on him listened, and one or two of them muttered in their hearts that his words were really not credible.
Song Wan also knew that Shen Qianyu was stubborn, so it would be better if she didn't mention it. If she mentioned it again, she would make him hate those censors, so he smiled lightly and let him go.
The queen's pregnancy soon became known to Shang Rong and others. When Shen Qianyu went to court in the daytime, everyone came one by one with congratulatory gifts.
After Emperor Wen Hui passed away and Shen Qianyu ascended the throne, they had completely put aside their worries.
None of them had any ambitions, and they had a very clear understanding of Shen Qianyu's thoughts. They all knew that as long as they didn't have any undesirable intentions, they would have a prosperous life, so everyone became more and more lazy and leisurely.
Probably because she had nothing to worry about in the harem, Shang Rong's body is much better than before. She looks rosy now and looks much healthier than before entering the harem.
Zhao Nanzhang moved to Qi Qingling's palace after Wu Xixiang and Lu Youjun left. The two had similar interests and temperaments, and now they are like sisters. Zhang Baozhen was originally timid, but since Lu Youjun passed away, she has seen the world clearly, and now she acts more generously and fearlessly.
Several people heard that Song Wan was pregnant, and they couldn't be happier. Shang Rong especially liked lively and cute children. As soon as they received the letter, they brought everyone to see Song Wan.
Several people stayed in Changle Palace for a long time, and they were reluctant to leave until Shen Qianyu came down to the court.
"Are they bothering you again?"
"What's wrong with you? I'm bored in the palace. If I didn't have Concubine Shang and others accompanying me, I might be bored..."
Before Song Wan finished speaking, Shen Qianyu hurriedly waved his hand: "Wan'er, don't say anything unlucky."
The man frowned tightly and looked at her very warily, as if if Song Wan spoke again, he would step forward and cover her mouth.
Song Wan was so nervous that he wanted to laugh, but he still obeyed and said nothing.
For some reason, Song Wan felt very tired every day since she found out she was pregnant. After saying a few words to Shen Qianyu, her eyelids became heavy.
"Go to sleep, I'll stay by your side."
"Your Majesty, don't be too tired. If you feel tired, go back to the Yangxin Hall to rest."
"I understand, Wan'er, don't worry about me."
After pushing Song Wan to rest, Shen Qianyu took the memorial and slowly began to approve it.
After Song Wan became pregnant, her schedule was reversed. She often fell asleep during the day and woke up at night. Today, she woke up again around midnight, and when she raised her eyes, she saw candles still burning in the palace.
