Song De was startled and hurriedly chased out, patting Li Miaoyin on the back. At the same time, he was secretly shocked, thinking of the night before Yang Xun left Beijing.
The empress kept retching but nothing came out. Could it be that she was happy?
"What's wrong with the Empress?"
At this time, Suzaku also hurried over. Although Jin Yiwei had Li Miaoyin under house arrest, without Yang Xun's order, Li Miaoyin could not be cured.
Song De looked at Zhuque, winked at him, and touched his belly.
Suzaku understood instantly and looked at Li Miaoyin with a different look.
If Li Miaoyin really wins, then the child in her belly is Yang Xun's legitimate son, and Li Miaoyin will become their real mistress!
"Hurry and call the imperial doctor!" Suzaku did not dare to neglect, and quickly turned to the Jin Yiwei and ordered.
Soon, an old doctor with white hair and beard ran over on the back of a royal guard.
"I'm fine, I don't need a doctor." The nausea has passed, Li Miaoyin waved her hand and said.
"Your Majesty, let the imperial physician take your pulse!" Suzaku said quickly.
This matter was related to the inheritance of the Yang family. Although she didn't know Yang Xun's attitude, she didn't dare to neglect it.
"Yes, Your Majesty, the imperial doctor is here, let the imperial doctor take a look!" Song De also agreed, his breathing became rapid.
Yang Xun is still unmarried and has no heirs. If the empress is pregnant with Yang Xun's legitimate son, it will be a great thing!
By then, the empress' throne will be stabilized, and so will Daqian's empire!
"Okay, let's take a look!" Li Miaoyin nodded, sat down at the table, put her hands on the table, and looked at the nervous Suzaku and Song De in confusion.
Wasn't it just retching for a while? Why are you so nervous?
She didn't think much about it, and she didn't even know that Youxi would vomit.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I want to take your Majesty's pulse."
"Um."
After receiving Li Miaoyin's consent, the imperial physician came to Li Miaoyin's side and gently placed his fingers on Li Miaoyin's pulse.
Before coming, Jin Yiwei had already explained the situation to him, so he was mentally prepared.
But when he took a pulse, his eyes suddenly became weird.
Didn't it say that the empress might be pregnant? But this pulse is not happy at all!
Could it be that I made a mistake?
"How is your Majesty?" Suzaku asked.
She even had her horse ready. As soon as it was confirmed, she would rush to Dongyu in person to report the news to Yang Xun.
"I'll try again."
The imperial doctor took his hand back, took a breath, and put his hand on Li Miaoyin's wrist.
After a while, the imperial doctor stood up, knelt on the ground and said: "Empress Qi, your pulse is stable and very healthy. Your desire to vomit is probably caused by being too excited and having a fever attack your heart. Judging from your pulse, you are not pregnant. .”
"Huh?" The three of them exclaimed at the same time.
Suzaku because of a false alarm.
Song De was quite disappointed.
Li Miaoyin, on the other hand, was totally dumbfounded. What does it mean to not be happy?
Then Li Miaoyin looked at Song De and Zhuque. No wonder they were so interested. They thought she was happy!
Thinking of this, Li Miaoyin couldn't help but blush. In fact, after she came back that day, she also knew that Yang Xun didn't do anything to her. First, there was no redness on the sheets, and second, she didn't feel anything at all.
She saw with her own eyes that Mrs. Lu couldn't even walk after coming out of Yang Xun's palace. If Yang Xun did something to her, how could she not feel it?
She must have taken off the clothes she was wearing when she was half asleep and felt hot. She might even have taken off Yang Xun's pants.
Thinking of this, Li Miaoyin's face instantly turned red to her neck, she glared at Song De and Suzaku, and said angrily: "Get out, I don't want to see you!"
"Old slave, please retire!" Song De also knew that the empress was angry, so he withdrew angrily.
Suzaku and the old doctor looked at each other, bowed to Li Miaoyin, and exited the dormitory.
After everyone left, Li Miaoyin got into bed in shame.
It was so embarrassing that people thought she was pregnant!
It's all that stinky Yang Xun's fault!
Thinking of Yang Xun, Li Miaoyin couldn't help but have a smile on her face.
He really did it, he really defeated King Pingnan!
The battle is over, why hasn't he come back yet?
I have been completely ignored by him. Is he hiding outside and not wanting to take responsibility?
Bah, who is responsible for that bad guy? Better never come back!
When she thought of those women who were eagerly waiting for Yang Xun to come back, and when Yang Xun came back and played every night, and the gunfire shook the sky, she felt unhappy, and she punched the quilt several times in anger.
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Beiyan, Zhenbei Wangfu.
Also thinking a lot is our Hun princess.
Yang Xun went to the capital for two or three months, taking Diao Chan and Cai Wenji with him, but not her.
She couldn't go anywhere for the past two or three months, and she didn't even have anyone to talk to. She was so bored!
At this moment, the voice of a maid in the mansion sounded outside the door: "Miss Naren, the King of the Huns is here to see you!"
"Father!"
Na Ren was overjoyed and quickly opened the door, and saw Burker at a glance. Behind Burker were two guards in uniform.
However, Burkle's appearance at this time was really exaggerated. He was wearing a Hanfu made of fine silk and satin. The original ornaments made of animal bones and teeth on his hair, neck, and wrists were gone, and his hair was carefully tied up. It was raised up and coiled up like a Han Chinese, with a gold hairpin stuck on it.
There is a string of unknown beads on his wrist, and there is a jade ring on the thumb of his right hand.
"Father, why are you dressed like this?" Naren was a little dumbfounded.
"What do children know? Now our rich and powerful people all dress like this. I am a chanyu, so I can't lag behind." Burkle said with a proud smile, speaking in Chinese.
"Uh..." Naren's head was full of black lines. She knew that the Xiongnu were learning the clothes and customs of the Han people, but her father's appearance was a bit unorthodox.
Burkle walked into Naren's room, and Jin Yiwei stopped at the door and closed the door.
Burker looked around Naren's room and said with a smile: "Well, it's not bad. It's better to live in a Han house!"
Although Naren only lived in a side room, it could be said to be magnificent, much better than their shabby tent made of animal skins.
"Father, did I hear that the Beast Skin Tribe was in rebellion? Why did you come suddenly?" Naren poured a glass of water for Burker and asked with a smile.
Hearing this, a flash of loneliness flashed in Burkle's eyes: "Do you know why they rebelled?"
Naren shook her head.
"Because they killed your brother."
"Ah!" Naren exclaimed, and the cup in her hand fell to the ground.
Burker picked up the cup, smiled slightly and said: "But the battle is over. I have also avenged your brother. The son of the leader of the Beast Skin Tribe ran away with a few defeated soldiers. No, I am here to do the work. Talking about some business, so I stopped by to see you.”
