[Quick Wear] Puhua Fairy is blessed with a long pregnancy

The whole country mourned the death of the Empress Dowager.

The funeral was very grand.

During the funeral, Concubine Hui accidentally fell into the lake because she was too sad. After being rescued, she died of a high fever. Her death did not cause any waves in the former court or the harem. After all, the most important thing now was the funeral of the Empress Dowager.

Time flies, and three months passed in a flash. The various institutions in the Forbidden City are still operating, but there is an indescribable solemnity, and it is even a little deserted.

"Master Tong! His Majesty got drunk and went to the Cining Palace, and he drove out all the palace servants. It's been more than an hour, and His Majesty hasn't come out yet. I can't do anything. Master Tong, please go and persuade His Majesty."

Liang Jiugong was extremely anxious. It would have been fine if the Emperor was not drunk, but he was drunk. Who knew if anything would happen to him as a drunkard in there? Except for Master Tong, basically no one in the harem could persuade the Emperor.

Liang Jiugong was helpless and could only come to Chengqian Palace to ask for help.

"My cousin has been gone for so long..." Sheng Huan seemed a little surprised, with visible worry on his face: "Help me up."

Sheng Huan is still lying in bed, having taken medicine for nearly three months. Her fetal position is still stable according to the imperial physician, but her basic condition has not yet recovered. She looks pale and much weaker than usual.

Liang Jiugong also knew that her fetal position was still good recently, and the imperial physician said that she could move around properly, so he dared to come over. Otherwise, he would not dare to take the risk even if he was beaten to death.

"Master Tong, please go slowly. Don't disturb the fetus."

“Yeah.” Sheng Huan responded. His brows were furrowed because of the action of standing up, as if he was enduring great discomfort.

Of course, Sheng Huan was pretending. It didn't make sense that she would get better so soon after the Queen Mother's death.

This time, she planned to keep it until she gave birth.

Liang Jiugong looked at her pale face and instantly felt a little regretful. He opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

After all, in his heart, Kangxi always comes first.

When Sheng Huan rushed to the Cining Palace, his emotions did not fluctuate at all, not even a trance, but he still pretended to be sad and worried on his face.

Liang Jiugong stopped at this time and said with some embarrassment: "Master Tong, the emperor does not allow palace servants to enter, so I sent you here. Your body..."

Liang Jiugong began to hesitate again.

Sheng Huan shook her head: "Doctor Wu is treating me well, and I know my limits. Besides, we are so close, just a few steps away, it's fine."

Liang Jiugong also thought it made sense, so he nodded and bowed.

Since he couldn't go in, Tingxin, who was supporting Sheng Huan, naturally stayed outside. However, it was obvious that Tingxin was not reassured, and a look of worry appeared on his usually steady face.

Sheng Huan supported her belly, which was bigger than that of an average pregnant woman four months pregnant, and slowly walked into the hall.

Thanks to her good eyesight, she saw at a glance the man kneeling in the hall with his back to her.

Although the man was kneeling, his expression could not be seen, but the way he raised his head showed that he was looking at a portrait hanging on the wall. That portrait was of the Empress Dowager.

Sheng Huan took a look and slowly walked closer.

"I said, I want to be alone, you dog slave, get out!"

Kangxi seemed to hear the noise, but did not turn around. He just thought that Liang Jiugong was so bold as to disturb him, and his voice was cold and stern.

"cousin."

At this moment, he heard a familiar gentle voice coming from behind him, and even could hear a hint of worry.

Kangxi's body paused obviously, and after a while, he turned around stiffly. As expected, he saw the person who should be resting in Chengqian Palace at this time. Looking at her haggard face, his drunken brain suddenly froze. He wanted to get up, but because he had been kneeling for too long, his knees hit the ground again.

He quickly reached out to hold on to the table in front of him to avoid being too embarrassed, but his voice had already become hoarse.

"Qing'er, why are you here?"

Sheng Huan walked over quickly, his worry evident in his words: "Liang Jiugong told me that you were drunk, and asked me to come over and take a look..."

"That dog slave Liang Jiugong actually did something reckless and disturbed you!" Kangxi cursed angrily.

"Don't blame him. It was actually my own idea. Cousin, you've lost weight..."

She looked at his now decadent appearance and gently stroked his furrowed brows with her bare hands, her eyes full of heartache.

"I'm fine. Qing'er is not feeling well and should rest well."

Sheng Huan moved at this moment and was about to kneel down beside him, but Kangxi suddenly grabbed her hand and stopped her: "Your belly is big, this child will be more troublesome than the previous ones, you have to be careful. Royal Madam, I'm the only one here, I'll have someone take you back."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his head being hugged, and the woman's voice was right next to his ears, with choked sobs of comfort and heartache.

"Cousin, I know you are sad."

Kangxi felt a lump in his throat when he heard this, and he felt extremely distressed. He reached out and hugged her:

"Qing'er, from now on, I will no longer have a royal mama..."

"Cousin, you still have me and our child."

"You are never just one person. My children and I need you very much."

"The Empress Dowager would definitely not want to see my cousin in this state..."

At the end of her words, tears fell from her eyes, and the tears slid down and hit the top of his bald head.

Kangxi was startled, his eyes became more and more sore and uncomfortable, he suddenly felt very aggrieved, tears seemed to appear in the corners of his eyes, he buried his head in her belly.

One of them was kneeling and the other was standing.

After an unknown amount of time, Sheng Huan felt the dampness and heat on his clothes.

She half leaned over and patted his back gently with a caring and tender look, but her eyes fell on the portrait of the Empress Dowager on the high wall. At this moment, a word flashed through her mind casually.

Pretentious attitude.

……

Yongshou Palace

Concubine Zhao lay on the couch, allowing Yiqiao and Yiyue to massage her legs and shoulders.

After all, kneeling before the spirit for these days made her whole body hurt.

"I heard that the Royal Concubine's pregnancy was not good?" She suddenly asked, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Yiqiao's strength in pounding her shoulders slowed down, and she said slowly, "It is true. I heard that she has seen Hong several times, and Chengqian Palace has invited imperial physicians several times. If not, how could His Majesty let her rest at the funeral of the Empress Dowager?"

Concubine Zhao raised her hand and looked at the scarlet nails that had been repainted on her nails. Her eyes seemed a little dazed. "The Grand Empress Dowager is gone, and the Empress is gone too. Tell me, if the Imperial Noble Concubine is gone too, will the position of Empress belong to me?"

After being suppressed for so long, now might be the best opportunity, Zhao Fei thought.

Yiqiao and Yiyue were shocked at the same time.

"Master, the Imperial Concubine is not so easy to move. Just think about it, the fact that she was able to escape unscathed from the Queen's plan back then is a good example."

Concubine Zhao waved her hands and thought to herself, "I am not that stupid. I must plan carefully."