pregnant
pregnant!
pregnant…
Gradually realizing what these two words mean in his mind, Wen Xian turned his head a little stiffly, staring at Fu Yue in a daze, his pupils shrank slightly, obviously frightened.
Fu Yue scolded angrily: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, quack doctor, get out!"
How could she be pregnant
It's ridiculous!
She raised her finger to the other standing imperial physicians, and said coldly: "You, come here and feel my pulse."
Several imperial physicians were changed in a row.
However, the results were all—
Congratulations, Your Majesty, you are happy!
You are one month pregnant!
Fu Yue: "..."
Seeing that the empress's face was so dark that ink dripped out, the imperial physicians were not blind, and they were all as quiet as chickens, not daring to say a word.
This was the first time Fu Yue lost her temper. She picked up the teacup in her hand and threw it at the people in front of her. She was so angry that she became dizzy, "Get out, get out!"
pregnant
God is so happy!
It was simply the funniest joke she had ever heard in her life.
A pair of slender jade-like hands caught the teacup, preventing it from falling to pieces.
It's Wen Xian.
He waved his hands at those imperial doctors, intending to let them go down.
There were only the two of them left in the hall.
It was Fu Yue who spoke first: "I can't possibly be pregnant... Wen Xian, did you bribe those imperial physicians?"
She stared at Wen Xian suspiciously.
It's not like this guy can't do it!
Wen Xian: "..."
The corners of his lips twitched, he didn't know how to answer.
Hearing that she was pregnant, Wen Xian was no less shocked than Fu Yue, even worse.
Pregnancy or something... unimaginable!
"You think too much."
Wen Xian put down the teacup in his hand, walked towards Fu Yue, opened his lips and asked, "Are you so sure that you won't be pregnant?"
Fu Yue lowered her eyelashes and gave a low hum.
I swiped the screen secretly in my heart.
Pregnant, pregnant with a big pineapple!
How could she be pregnant in the small world? When the law is dead
Wen Xian: "But almost all the imperial physicians said that you are pregnant. One imperial physician may have misdiagnosed, but it is impossible for all of them to misdiagnose, right?"
Fu Yue: "..."
It seems to make sense.
The empress's slender hands tremblingly caressed her lower abdomen, her eyes stared down blankly, and she suddenly felt chills all over her body.
Pregnant…
She wants to die!
Seeing Fu Yue's gloomy expression, Wen Xian suddenly asked softly, "If one month pregnant, is it mine?"
Fu Yueliang swished, "It's not yours."
Wen Xian stretched out his hand and pinched her face lightly, his tone became a little lower: "Say it again?"
Fu Yue said stiffly: "I don't know either!"
"Wen Xian, don't forget, I am the emperor, and I have a harem of three thousand. One day I live with this servant, and tomorrow I live with another servant. How do I know who the child is!"
There is no shame in saying this.
Looking at Wen Xian's face as sinking as water, Fu Yue's heart even felt a little dark.
wakaka.
She was very happy to see this man deflated!
In fact, this is completely Fu Yue running the train with his mouth full. As an honest Yangou, there are three thousand beauties in the harem, except for Wen Xian, a great beauty, she still has no one to look up to!
Look down on.
Naturally, I can't eat it.
So this child could only be Wen Xian's.
Fu Yue felt a headache again.
She is pregnant with Wen Xian's child...
Hold.