Dugu Mingyue felt that her thoughts were a little strange.
She felt that she should be angry because of Zhao Wujiang's deception with the emperor.
But she didn't.
She was just a little disbelieving, but it didn't take long for her to let go.
The emperor may be a woman.
She looked at this problem from the emperor's perspective, as if everything was not so difficult to accept.
Faced with the instability of imperial power and the suspicion of many ministers, what should the emperor do?
Is it to reveal one's identity? What would the civil and military officials of the dynasty do and think? How much trouble will it cause?
The appearance of Zhao Wujiang solved this problem.
Zhao Wujiang is a man who can pamper the harem for the emperor.
What do people in the harem want?
Do you really like the emperor?
Don't you just want power, power, and consolidate the status of the family behind you?
These things just need a name.
The emperor gave the concubines in the harem the titles they wanted to maintain his power and status.
Is there emotion in this?
Maybe.
Just like when the emperor sacrificed his life to save Dugu Mingyue from landing, it was due to friendship and responsibility.
Later, the emperor was busy with his affairs, so he didn't visit her often. Every time he saw her, he treated her with respect.
When Zhao Wujiang was in the palace, he would come over every now and then to ask for help.
If everyone's identities were put aside, she actually liked Zhao Wujiang more.
Zhao Wujiang came out of her palace and helped her a lot, and also helped his brother. Every time his father, Dugu Yihe, wrote a letter, he would praise Zhao Wujiang a few words, and his words were full of emotion. He should be like Zhao Wujiang when he gave birth to a son.
Moreover, Zhao Wujiang was good-looking, proficient in medical skills, talented in literature, and gentle with others. After deducing the truth, she felt an indescribable strange emotion.
She felt she was wrong, but she accepted it in her heart.
In particular, Zhao Wujiang's sincerity and sincerity filled her heart with tenderness every time he diagnosed his pulse. Even if she wanted to question him harshly, how could she treat him coldly?
She was caught in a tangle, and she chose to accept the trick of fate calmly and the confluence of circumstances.
Dugu Mingyue had a lot of thoughts, and her eyes became softer as she stared at Zhao Wujiang.
Zhao Wujiang finished diagnosing the pulse and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal. He breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to say something when he raised his eyes slightly and met Dugu Mingyue's eyes full of complexity and tenderness.
Zhao Wujiang was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked away and smiled gently:
"Mother, the diagnosis is complete, there is nothing unusual, and your body is in excellent condition."
"Sorry to trouble you." Dugu Mingyue asked with a gentle smile and a soft eyebrow:
"I often feel fetal movement. How about you listen again and see if there is anything strange?
Are fetal movements normal? "
Zhao Wujiang's eyes became deeper and deeper. He nodded slowly, leaned forward slightly and leaned his ear, slowly getting close to Dugu Mingyue's bulging belly.
He heard the sound.
The sound was hollow, with a hint of faint noise, like the sound of the universe.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a touch of soft warmth enter his cheek. He came back to his senses and found a slender hand on his face. He was suddenly startled.
Because this hand is Dugu Mingyue's hand.
Dugu Mingyue's eyes were soft, and her fingers were caressing Zhao Wujiang's cheek. She didn't know what she was doing, but she couldn't help it. She felt that as Zhao Wujiang got closer, a very warm feeling flowed through her body.
Zhao Wujiang froze on the spot, leaning over, bending over, and burying his head. He did not move, but his mood became more and more complicated.
Dugu Mingyue felt that rationally, she should withdraw her hand, but her fingers trembled slightly, and instead she gently pressed Zhao Wujiang's head on her lower abdomen.
The two of them were like this, neither of them spoke, but it seemed that everything was said and everything was understood.
