Get dressed quickly and get pregnant: Emperor Jue will give birth to a baby for me

The Queen Mother did not want to delegate power. She was not the emperor's biological mother. Only by holding power in her hands could she make the emperor and the eldest princess fearful and make her son, Prince Fu, obedient.

Once she loses her power, she will be like a tiger with its teeth pulled out in the harem, and no one will take her seriously.

However, the Queen Mother also knew that she had to stabilize her son. She was becoming more and more disappointed and disgusted with him, but she also knew that she could not live without him.

Prince Fu was the direct descendant of the late emperor and was able to overpower the emperor and gain the support of those orthodox factions.

Once King Fu is gone, the eight grandsons will not be born from the princess, but from common people, so they will not be of much use.

Thinking of this, the Queen Mother couldn't help but regret not marrying the right princess for her son.

Or it would have been better to kill the princess and marry the daughter of the Bei family as Princess Fu.

"Wow~ wow wow wow wow..."

The demonic sound of Shou'an Palace pierced her ears, and the Queen Mother's temples suddenly hurt, and she yelled, "Shut up!"

If King Fu had been obedient, he wouldn't have sat on the ground crying like this.

The more you don't let him cry, the more he will cry, unless his power is not finished written to him.

Otherwise, he will cry and make trouble.

The queen mother couldn't bear the trouble.

At this time, only the mother and son were left in the main hall of Shou'an Palace, but the entire Shou'an Palace and even people outside the Shou'an Palace could hear the crying.

Bei Lingyao almost died laughing. King Fu, a 20-year-old giant baby, was an eye-opener for her.

It's a pity that only she can't share it with Emperor Shengwu, nor can she film it and record it so that people from the Queen Mother Fuwang Party can see what they are supporting.

The Queen Mother's face turned blue. Seeing King Fu crying so hard that he was out of breath, she wished that someone would cover King Fu's mouth and throw him away.

She was unwilling to let go or compromise, lest her son would use this to tease her in the future.

"Mommy, go and show Prince Fu and let him take a nap."

The nanny next to the Queen Mother knew medical skills, but King Fu was waving his hands and kicking his legs, so the nanny couldn't get close to him.

Neither dare.

"Okay, Aijia promises you."

As soon as the Queen Mother finished speaking, Prince Fu immediately stopped like a floodgate and looked at the Queen Mother longingly.

Then the Queen Mother said: "As long as you lose two hundred pounds, the Ai family will give you the power."

King Fu was dissatisfied, but he also knew that this was the Queen Mother's biggest concession.

Bei Lingyao, who had been paying attention to Shou'an Palace, was stunned. She didn't expect Prince Fu to compromise like this.

That's two hundred pounds.

After Bei Lingyao looked through the original owner's memory, she realized that in ancient times, one hundred kilograms was fifty kilograms, and two hundred kilograms was one hundred kilograms.

According to ancient times, King Fu's weight was only about [-] pounds!

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is here to pick you up and the little prince."

As soon as Zhi Hua finished speaking, Emperor Sheng Wu came in.

"Have Yao'er been fed and the diaper changed?"

The father, Emperor Shengwu, picked up his son and asked carefully.

"Now that I'm fed and the diapers are wrapped, I'll ask the wet nurse to prepare some more so that I can meet my immediate needs during the palace banquet."

Bei Lingyao wiped the corners of her son's mouth with a handkerchief and followed Emperor Sheng Wu out.

When they arrived at the Baohua Hall, Emperor Shengwu took her to a side hall, where the Bei family was already waiting.

Bei Lingyao had already met the Ling family members. Only Bei Yushi, his father, son and grandson could not enter the harem, so they could only wait here.

"I see you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Queen, Your Highness the First Prince."

"flat body"

"Father, mother..."

Bei Lingyao greeted everyone one by one.

The Bei family stood up and looked eagerly at the prince in Emperor Sheng Wu's arms.

Huangfu Yao had just reached the full moon, his big eyes were as bright and lively as black gems, his long eye hairs were fluttering, his cheeks were fleshy, his mouth was dripping with saliva, his hands and feet were like lotus joints, and there were shallow pits. so cute.

The Bei family felt confused. This was a prince with the blood of their Bei family. This feeling was so exciting.

Censor Bei took a closer look and found that his grandson looked more like the emperor. When he grinned, his eyes were crooked, much like his daughter.

Emperor Shengwu sat with his son in his arms, enjoying the Bei family's praise of his son, and then he stingily put his son into Censor Bei's arms and let Censor Bei hold him for a while.

Censor Bei looked at Emperor Shengwu's baby and could understand. It took more than 30 years for him to have a son, and it was his baby.

I remember that when his eldest son was just born, he was overjoyed. Later, when he had more children, the initial excitement and uncontrollable excitement were no longer the same.

It wasn't until he had a daughter after giving birth to seven sons that Bei Yushi regained the excitement and excitement of becoming a father for the first time.

"Your Majesty, Queen Mother Fu Wang has arrived."

"Then let's go."

Emperor Shengwu took his son from Bei Yushi's arms.

After the Bei family entered, Emperor Shengwu entered with his son and Bei Lingyao in his arms.

"The Emperor is here!"

"The Empress is here!"

"His Royal Highness is here!"

"I pay my respects to the Emperor, the Queen, Your Highness the First Prince, long live the Emperor!"

"The Empress is a thousand years old, a thousand thousand years old!"

"The eldest prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

Huangfu Yao waved his hands as he listened to the thundering sound, looked around with his big eyes, and made a yeighing sound.

When everyone stood up, their eyes fell on the child in Emperor Shengwu's arms.

Compared with the day of Xisan, Huangfu Yao has grown longer and is as cute as a lucky doll.

The Queen Mother only took one look at her and said, "She is as cute as Prince Fu when he was a child."

As soon as these words came out, everyone paused. They looked at His Royal Highness the eldest prince, who was a fan, and then at Prince Fu's huddled big meat pie face. They were speechless for a moment.

Emperor Shengwu was not happy, "Every little kid is so cute, or he will be different when he grows up."

Having said this, Emperor Shengwu looked at Prince Fu, "My tenth brother has been getting fatter and fatter since he was little. He can't even see his true appearance. If Huang Kao is still alive, I'm afraid he won't dare to recognize him."

Emperor Shengwu's words were the best reply to the words of Emperor Fu Wang Xiaosi.

In recent years, the Queen Mother and her party have often used the words of the late Emperor Fu Wang Xiaosi to make trouble.

Obviously the one who most resembled the late emperor was Emperor Shengwu, but because the late emperor once said that Prince Fu looked like him, and because the Queen Mother's Party had been leading the way over the years, everyone subconsciously imagined that the late emperor looked like Prince Fu.

I don't know if the late Emperor regretted saying that King Fu was like him.

Everyone looked at Emperor Shengwu and then at King Fu.

I just feel that Emperor Shengwu took advantage of the late emperor's strengths, while Prince Fu took advantage of the late emperor's shortcomings.

Emperor Shengwu was extremely satisfied. He didn't want to gain weight like the late emperor, nor did he want to be overweight like King Fu, so he kept in shape and made King Fu look fat and round.

The Queen Mother's face darkened, and Prince Fu was furious. He said angrily: "My brother is just like my father. My father's portraits are all painted after my brother. They are burned to my father every year. The two paintings in Fengxian Hall and Ancestral Temple are Not like my father at all."

Having said this, King Fu was extremely proud. He was the son who was most like his father, and he was the legitimate descendant.

Even if a concubine wins the throne, it cannot change the fact that he is not a legitimate descendant.

God will always bring order to things one day.