Pampered Into Being The Empress

Chapter 91: Gentle old dog

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Rong Xi was rendered speechless by this vomit, she didn't want to vomit it at the Eight Immortals table full of delicacies, and she didn't want the vomited filth to make Mu Huai feel disgusted, so she got out of the armchair He stood up and went to find the toilet by himself.

Mu Huai recalled that this morning, when Rong Xi saw the corpse of Empress Dowager Zhai, his expression was not very good-looking. He only thought that she turned pale because of timidity.

Thinking about it now, it turned out that she was feeling unwell early in the morning.

Mu Huai immediately ordered the eunuchs in the palace to call the imperial physician over, and he was not in the mood to eat any more. After the palace servants removed the food, he helped the weak woman into the side hall.

He grasped Rong Xi's icy cold white hands with his generous and slightly tight hands, and surrounded her petite body in a protective gesture, and said softly, as if coaxing a child, "Xi'er, don't worry, you have worked so hard recently." , I will accompany you to take good care of yourself."

Rong Xi nodded, and it took a long time before she forced herself to suppress the nausea.

What Mu Huai said is not wrong, she has indeed been thinking too much recently. Rong Xi always felt that these discomforts were minor ailments, and it was not worth calling the imperial physician over.

Rong Xi was a little panicked. There is a folk saying that if you bump into a corpse with a grim look, you will inevitably get sick.

The palace servants brought up the gauze screen embroidered with double cranes and snow. When the imperial doctor was examining Rong Xi's pulse through the screen, she felt extremely uneasy, for fear that the imperial doctor would diagnose her with some strange diseases. .

Mu Huai sat on the other side of the Arhat bed, his cold and thin eyes refused to leave the delicate and delicate beauty beside him for a moment, and his expression was full of concern.

The imperial doctor had a habit of taking the pulse, perhaps because he wanted to stay focused, when he was concentrating on it, his eyebrows were always tightly knit, which always gave people a feeling of bitterness and deep sorrow.

Such an expression, as if the patient who was diagnosed by him had some serious disease.

Seeing that Rong Xi's expression gradually revealed a little fear, Mu Huai said to the imperial doctor in a deep voice, "Don't keep twisting your eyebrows."

After the imperial physician heard this, his brows relaxed a little, but the reason for his relaxed expression was not all because of Mu Huai's order.

— "Congratulations, Your Majesty, the empress is already one month pregnant."

After saying that, Rong Xi looked at Mu Huai who was beside her with her haggard eyes, she couldn't believe it, and carefully covered her unswollen belly with her slender hands.

Rong Xi was pregnant with a child again, so she was very happy in her heart, but she didn't know whether Mu Huai would want this child to come to the world at this time.

Because Mu Huai told her before that he didn't want a child for the time being.

She knew that Mu Huai had a plan for everything.

He didn't like that unexpected situations would disrupt his plan halfway, and he didn't like losing control over the direction of the situation.

Rong Xi looked at Mu Huai again, she was eager to find out his emotions at this time from his eyes.

The man was wearing a dark suit, with a dignified bearing, and his young and handsome face maintained his usual composure.

Mu Huai usually gives people the oppressive feeling of a strong and solemn majesty, but now the curvature of his lips is slightly raised, and he looks a little gentle.

When Rong Xi's long eyelashes were fluttering up and down due to nervousness, although Mu Huai didn't look at her, he covered her slender hand with his big hand again.

With a low tone, he ordered the imperial physician: "Take good care of the queen's body. After she gives birth to the queen safely, I will reward you very much."

The imperial physician's expression also showed a little joy, and he respectfully agreed to Mu Huai.

The imperial physician secretly sighed that the empress is really a blessing. In the past, even though the concubines of all dynasties had very high family backgrounds, they rarely had as many sons and blessings as Empress Rong.

There are even fewer concubines who are as beautiful as Empress Rong and have heirs who dote on them.

After the imperial physician left Qianyuan Hall, Rong Xi kept silent looking at the man's three-dimensional and exquisite profile.

She didn't detect any displeasure from the man's expression, but her heart was still uneasy like a stone was hanging.

The sky outside the grille sill window was getting darker, and the indigo sky suddenly fell into melted fine snow. The eunuch in charge of the lamp lit the candlesticks, and there was a warm orange light in the hall that made people feel at home.

There were plenty of charcoal fires burning in Mingming Hall, but Rong Xi felt a little cold.

The palace people had already known that she would retire, and only she and Mu Huai were left in the palace.

Mu Huai approached the woman beside him, and carefully hugged her into his arms with his strong arms.

Rong Xi gradually closed her eyes, and leaned her forehead on the man's shoulder.

The sun and moon patterns were embroidered on his crowned shoulders, Rong Xi felt a slight itching on his forehead, and a little redness spread over his pale little face.

Now that she was pregnant with a child suddenly, she actually felt that she couldn't let go in front of Mu Huai again, and she was more easily shy than before.

Mu Huai patted her slender back lightly, and asked in a gentle voice: "Is your body feeling better, do you still want to vomit?"

Rong Xi got out of his arms, eyes stained with mist, and asked in a timid voice: "Husband...this child...you..."

Seeing that she hesitated to speak, Mu Huai covered the woman's delicate face with both hands, and then pressed her forehead against her forehead, rubbing against her forehead.

Mu Huai closed his eyes, but with a smile on his lips, he said in a warm voice, "I'm very happy."

After Rong Xi heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red, and a few drops of warm tears fell.

Mu Huai felt that his palms were wet, and he felt a little flustered.

After he raised his eyes again, he saw that the delicate woman was crying again.

Rong Xi had already turned her small face sideways, and wiped the tears for herself with her hands indiscriminately without saying a word.

She was crying not because she was weak and hypocritical, but because she was crying with joy.

Because in the past, she also got pregnant with Mu Jue without any preparation. At that time, she had no identity, and Mu Huai's temperament was uncertain.

She was pregnant with a child, and as a mother, she lived in fear all day long.

Rong Xi was afraid that when Mu Huai found out that she was pregnant with his child, she would think her status was low and could not tolerate her child.

During the first few months when Mu Jue was in her womb, Rong Xi was not sincerely happy, and Mu Huai, as his father, did not give him any care during that period of time.

He was cruel to her, and the child could feel it in her stomach.

Rong Xi still feels sad every time he thinks of the frightening days in the past.

Mu Huai was helpless, he straightened the woman's face, wiped her tears with his fingertips, and asked patiently, "Why are you crying, you don't feel well?"

Rong Xiyu murmured: "Fortunately, this child has never been wronged by Jue'er."

Just as Mu Huai was about to put his hands on her flat belly, he stopped when he heard Rong Xi's words.

Not only Mu Jue was wronged, but Rong Xi was also wronged.

And she suffered more grievances than Mu Jue.

Mu Huai remembered his bad behavior in the past, and also remembered the tragic fate of Rong Xi and his child who died in vain in his previous life.

Thinking of this, his heart, which was originally filled with joy, gradually became dull. Pain.

Fortunately, Rong Xi is pregnant with their child again, and he can have another chance to make up for it. This time, he also has the experience of the previous child, so he will not do stupid things anymore, and he will be able to take care of it better. woman.

Mu Huai lowered his voice, and said to the woman in a solemn tone: "Don't worry, Xi'er, I will treat you and the child very well, and it will never be like before... I will not let you suffer any grievances again."

After saying that, he hugged the petite woman on his body, carefully placed his hands on her lower abdomen, and said with gentle eyes: "I hope that Xi'er's baby will be a beautiful little princess."

Rong Xi's tears gradually stopped, and Mu Huai's appearance at this moment gave her the feeling of a gentle husband, and also warmed her heart.

She softly said yes, and replied: "The concubine also hopes... this fetus can give her husband a daughter."

The ambergris on the man's body smelled intoxicating and peaceful, and she was wrapped in his familiar body temperature, so she also felt less cold than before.

For a man as strong as him, the gentleness he gives is even more intoxicating.

Mu Huai felt that the mood of the woman in his arms had improved, so he took her slender hand into his palm, played with it, and continued to coax her in a low voice, and said: "Then if it's really a princess, I'll let you name it."

When Mu Huai asked her to name the child, Rong Xi's heart suddenly jumped up.

But when I thought about it carefully, what name should I choose for my daughter, but I couldn't think of a reason.

When Rong Xi was struggling in his heart, his stomach grumbled and he cried out.

That's right, because of the sudden arrival of the little guy, neither she nor Mu Huai had a good dinner.

Mu Huai let out a muffled laugh, and asked her warmly, "What do you want to eat? Didn't the dinner just now not suit your appetite?"

Rong Xi didn't feel hungry yet, but...

Want something sour.