Xiaoru's face turned pale and her lips trembled: "Miss..."
"Shh, don't disturb me, leave me alone."
Shen Ning closed her eyes.
Suddenly, the scene in her dream appeared in front of her again. In the peach blossom forest, the flowers fell like rain, and the handsome young man kissed her last affectionately.
Memories were like a flood bursting a bank, flooding into her mind one after another.
She didn't forget.
All the memories came back.
Bit by bit.
Mo Chuan is not dead, he is alive!
Chu Shaoyang died, and he said goodbye to her for the last time in her dream.
He was like the most brilliant fireworks, disappearing before her eyes.
Shen Ning felt out of breath and couldn't tell whether it was a headache or heartache.
The look on her face frightened Xiao Ru.
"Miss, I'll go and ask the doctor to come right away. Just wait, I'll go right away..."
She ran outside in a panic.
The imperial doctor came soon. It was the highly respected imperial doctor Zhang.
Then came Mo Chuan.
After checking Shen Ning's pulse, Doctor Zhang put down his robe and bowed tremblingly to Mo Chuan.
Mo Chuan's face was solemn: "Tell me, what's wrong with the Queen?"
Doctor Zhang raised his head and said, "Congratulations to your Majesty, congratulations to your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Queen has a happy pulse."
"What? Ximai?"
Mo Chuan's heart was hanging in the air, but when he heard this, he was stunned.
"Ning'er, are you pregnant again?" He grabbed her hand in disbelief, with a joyful smile on his handsome face, "Why have you been hiding this from me, girl?"
Shen Ning smiled slightly: "I don't know, I just feel very sleepy and tired recently. Doctor Zhang, did you take the wrong pulse?"
Doctor Zhang deliberately said in annoyance: "Although my medical skills are not as good as those of the Queen, I can't even make a mistake about my pulse. If the Emperor cannot trust me, I will resign and return to my hometown."
Guanju Palace was filled with joy.
Ever since he found out that Shen Ning was pregnant again, Mo Chuan had not left her side even when reviewing the memorials, and came back to accompany her after the morning court.
Shen Ning just ate and slept every day, and lived a very comfortable life.
The two little guys, Ling'er and Chu Yao, clamored to see her, but Mo Chuan stopped them, saying that they were too noisy and would disturb the baby in their mother's belly.
Shen Ling'er couldn't help but curl her lips, extremely jealous.
"Father, you are partial. Before my brother was born, you cared more about him than me."
Mo Chuan smiled and said, "How do you know it must be a younger brother, or maybe a younger sister?"
"Hello sister, I like my sister." Xiao Chu Yao said seriously.
Shen Ling'er rolled her eyes at him: "Don't talk nonsense, my mother will definitely give birth to a little brother. I like my brother. If he has a brother, he will help me. Look, you still dare to bully me!"
"Obviously you have been bullying me!"
"Nonsense, you bullied me..."
The two children quarreled and quarreled, and then started fighting again. Soon the fight became violent and violent.
Mo Chuan just looked at it with a smile and didn't stop him.
His eyes warmed slightly, and it seemed that the scene he saw was not Ling'er and Chu Yao, but him and Chu Shaoyang when they were young.
I hope these two children can stay like this forever and not follow in the footsteps of his Chu Shaoyang.
Now that Chu Shaoyang is gone, the throne will be handed over to Chu Yao personally when little Chu Yao grows up.
Shen Ning stood in front of the window, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Her hand caressed her belly. Although it was flat, it was pregnant with a new life.
The past is like that peach blossom dream, which has passed without trace.
Time will turn a flower-like girl into an old woman, and a high-spirited boy into a withered skeleton.
The sea will turn into a mulberry field, and no matter how deeply unforgettable it is, it will become a dull memory.