Chapter 1242: The imperial concubine, is the heartbeat!

Nan Yan looked down at him and saw a weird look on his face.
Zhu Feng also saw it and asked, "What's wrong?"
The imperial doctor didn't answer him immediately, but with a cautious expression on his face, he focused on Nan Yan's pulse, unanimously, everyone around him calmed down.
Everyone almost held their breath and looked at them.
After a while, the imperial doctor slowly withdrew his hand, then got up to face Zhu Feng, knelt down again, and respectfully said: "Weichen Emperor Hexi."
"...!"
Zhu Feng's heart suddenly lifted.
He also held his breath and looked at the doctor: "What did you say?"
The imperial physician knelt on the ground and solemnly said word by word: "Weichen just requested a pulse for the imperial concubine empress, the pulse of the imperial concubine empress is a happy pulse!"
"..."
After he said this, for a long time, there was no sound in the whole pavilion.
All of them opened their eyes wide and held their breath.
A gust of wind blew, as if all the people had become stone statues, only the clothes were still swaying with the wind.
This silence made the doctor a little uneasy.
He raised his head and glanced, seeing Zhu Feng also looked at him in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe his ears, so he consciously lowered his head again, and repeated: "The emperor, the imperial concubine She is Ximai, she is already pregnant!"
Until this time, I heard Zhu Feng take a breath.
I don't know if it was because of his suffocation. At this time, his face was flushed, even his eyes were a little red.
But he remained silent, and after a while, he took a deep breath.
Said: "Well, I know."
This sentence is extremely calm.
There seems to be no emotion.
Even when he looked at Nan Yan, his eyes didn't even fluctuate at all, they were so calm and motionless.
Everyone would have reacted to this incident, but at this moment, seeing him look so unhappy and sad, everyone actually did not know what emotions they should have. For a time, everyone was It seems to be empty.
Only the queen, Xu Miaoyin, is still normal, and immediately said to Zhu Feng with joy: "The emperor, this is really great!"
Zhu Feng turned his head and glanced at her, then nodded: "Yeah."
Xu Miaoyin immediately knelt down to him: "Concubine congratulations to the emperor, hexi emperor."
When the queen took the lead, the other concubines all knelt down and said in unison with different emotions: "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor."
Zhu Feng nodded, and said to them, "All are flat."
"Xie Emperor."
While waiting for them to be together, Zhu Feng said again: "Come here."
Originally on the side, they were already overjoyed when they heard the news, and wanted to come forward to congratulate them. Father Yu and Ye Hao, seeing his reaction like this, did not dare to act rashly for a while until they heard him call. One step: "The emperor."
Zhu Feng said: "Send the imperial concubine back to Yikun Palace."
"..."
"Be careful."
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you.
This scene really feels a bit weird.
The imperial concubine is happy. This is a happy event anyway, but the emperor's performance is too calm, as if it is none of his own.
In this way, the concubines who could even chew on Feng Qianyan's tongue for a long time after a fall, faced this major event, but couldn't say a word.
Everyone just watched Grandpa Yu and Ran Xiaoyu step forward, Jiang also had a look of confusion, as if Nan Yan, who had not recovered yet, lifted up from the bench, hugged him out of the pavilion, slowly Left the Royal Garden.
As he walked, Grandpa Yu said: "Please pay attention to your mother, there are steps here."
The small steps are naturally not a problem.
But Nan Yan's legs were stiff, and it was even more difficult to walk than the "wounded" Kang Yan. The short walk from the pavilion to the garden gate actually took a long time.
When their backs disappeared, the people returned their gazes and put them on Zhu Feng.
At this time, Feng Qianyan seemed to recover a little, and said softly: "The emperor--"
Her voice was thin and soft, but at this moment, she seemed to be completely inaudible. Zhu Feng turned to look at Xu Miaoyin again: "Queen."
"The concubine is here."
"Go back after the matter is finished, here is the poisonous sun, take care not to heatstroke."
"Yes."
Xu Miaoyin leaned over to salute, and looked at Zhu Feng: "The emperor is—"
Zhu Feng said: "I, also go to Yikun Palace to see."
After speaking, he walked out of the pavilion.
However, just now, a large group of people surrounded the imperial concubine and walked over. At this time, there was no one beside him, and he just walked forward. The figure looked a little lonely from behind. Everyone stood there facing this scene. Everyone couldn't recover for a long while, let alone what to say.
After a while, Xu Miaoyin said, "Well, let's stop here today, everyone is gone."
After speaking, he turned and left.
Then, these people in the pavilion are left. Everyone, look at me, and I look at you. The original heavy makeup and bright and moving face were a little red after being exposed to the poisonous sun for a long time, but at this time, it was actually Somewhat pale.
As soon as the person left, sullen emotions slowly surged up.
Wu Wan's face was completely blue at this time, and she said coldly, "Why let her--"
Speaking of the last few words, the tooth was almost broken.
Sinan Yan
This name, in her heart, can't wait to bite it on the tip of her teeth and crush it to pieces.
Obviously, it was only a servant of Emperor Wen. When they were not around Zhu Feng, they didn't know what method was used to lure the emperor to be inseparable from her, and even directly canonized her as a noble concubine in one fell swoop.
After that, she became pregnant again. Although she gave birth to only one princess, the emperor's love for her only increased.
But at any rate, she was childless, and everyone was relieved.
Unexpectedly, it was just such a short period of time that she would actually be pregnant again!
If she gave birth to the prince this time--
A cloud of haze flashed through Wu Wan's eyes.
When I looked back, the faces of the surrounding concubines were faintly angry, but they didn't dare to say so directly.
Everyone is holding back, just waiting to go back and have another attack.
Wu Wan's eyes flowed and saw Kang Yan Feng Qianyan, who was standing on the other side, and his face was paler than when she was "injured". She thought for a while and walked over, with a jade hand gently patted on Feng Qianyan's shoulder. : "Kang 嫔."
Feng Qianyan looked up at her, the expression on her face was a bit unbearable loss and depression.
Wu Wan narrowed his smile.
"Sometimes, no matter how much you think about it, no matter how much you do, it's almost dead, it's still nothing."
"..."
"dont you agree?"
After speaking, she left curled up.
Looking at her back, a trace of haze flashed in Feng Qianyan's eyes.