"How much I want a child with both the emperor's and my blood flowing in his veins, but my belly just won't cooperate. It's been more than three years..."
From the time when the emperor was still a prince to the time when he ascended the throne as emperor, a full three and a half years had passed, and she had never once become pregnant.
She had consulted imperial physicians and also sought out miracle doctors outside, but they all said that there was nothing wrong with her body. However, she just couldn't get pregnant.
"These past few days, I've been thinking about so many things that I can't even sleep. My mind is all muddled. Your Majesty, I didn't mean it just now..."
His eyes swept across her flat belly, Jin Moli frowned, and suddenly a strange idea came to his mind.
If... If it was him who shared the bridal chamber with Su Qiao on the wedding night, then would the prince in her belly be his
He absentmindedly tried to comfort the person in his arms: "Alright, alright, I know you are not innocent, I am not angry with you."
"We will have a child eventually. I will have the imperial physician come to see you tomorrow. Take good care of your body and we will have our own child soon."
"Well, Your Majesty, you are so kind to me."
Concubine Wan lay peacefully in his arms, without looking up, and therefore did not see the regret in his eyes or the absent-mindedness on his face.
Jin Moli's thoughts were pulled back, and he pushed the person away slightly: "Just know that I treat you well, and don't lose your temper in the future. You scared me today."
"Wan'er knows, she will never lose her temper again."
Gu Wanting raised her lips slightly, smiling lightly, like a blooming white magnolia.
"Wan'er, I still have some urgent government affairs to attend to. I am also taking some time out of my busy schedule to come and see you. I have to go back and continue my work."
Jin Moli felt a little lost in his heart, and suddenly he couldn't stay there any longer.
The smile on Concubine Wan's face froze, and then she said softly, "State affairs are important, but no matter how important state affairs are, Your Majesty must also take care of his own health and not be too tired."
"Got it. I'm leaving first."
Jin Moli touched her head, turned and left Minghe Palace.
When the sedan chair reached the imperial garden, he got off and walked to a bush of flowers and plants.
Manager Qi followed silently beside them, holding a lamp.
After a while, the emperor neither spoke nor moved, so Chief Steward Qi stepped forward and gently advised, "Your Majesty, it's windy outside, and it's getting late. Why don't you go back and rest?"
Jin Moli frowned and reached out to pick a beautiful red flower.
"Who do you think is more...real, Concubine Ying or Wan'er?"
Wan'er's reaction tonight was different from usual. She seemed a little nervous towards him, but he sensed something fake in it.
He wouldn't care about these things, but from time to time, Su Qiao's words would appear in his mind: "To like someone is to give, not to ask for. To care about someone is to consider everything for him and not to embarrass him."
In the past, he thought that since he liked Wan'er, he should give her the best, and she would definitely like him in the same way.
But now, it seems like I was awakened by a blow.
He found that there was a complete inequality in this five-year emotional pursuit.
"Your Majesty, Imperial Concubine Ying and Imperial Concubine Wan both love you and respect you in their hearts. Why should Your Majesty care about other things?"
Chief Steward Qi did not dare to express his opinion on the emperor's emotional affairs.
Having followed the emperor for so long, he must know who the emperor truly loves.
Jin Moli's face darkened and he threw away the flowers in his hand: "Even you don't dare to tell me the truth?"