Chapter 55 Unusual Pregnancy

Although Xiao Yuanqi did not believe in ghosts, he still took into account the matter of the celestial phenomena. He was worried that Shen Sirong was in danger, so he drove to Yongqing Palace.

Fang coaxed Shen Sirong to sleep, and there was a low cry outside the door: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid Dong Meiren is about to give birth."

Shen Sirong had not slept soundly, but she suddenly woke up. She sat up with her body supported, and a black silk reflected a seductive soft light in the faint candlelight.

"I'll send someone to have a look. You can rest." Xiao Yuanqi dressed half of the untied clothes neatly and wanted to go out, but Shen Sirong, who was beside him, turned over and stayed earlier.

Her fingers were cold and fell on the back of Xiao Yuanqi's hand, which made him hold it: "What's the matter?"

"Go on behalf of the emperor. This is the emperor's eldest son, and the emperor must pay attention to it, otherwise it will be detrimental to Dong Meiren and the children in her womb. However, women's childbirth is not a matter of a moment. The emperor still has a good rest for a night and go there tomorrow morning.

It's not afraid of gossip, but recently her uneasiness is too strong. After thinking about it, only Dong Meiren's stomach is in danger in the palace. Tonight's delivery, once the fetus falls to the ground, it will be half relieved, and someone will naturally be responsible for the safety of the prince.

While talking, Shen Sirong had already recruited Han Mei to tidy up her dress.

Hanmei came in with low eyebrows and took a slight look at Xiao Yuanqi before she bent down to tidy up Shen Sirong's skirt. Then he simply rolled up a bun for Shen Sirong before retreating aside.

Xiao Yuanqi leaned over and wanted to say something. Yu Guang saw the cold plum that looked at them and cleared his throat and said, "Go and bring a cloak for your mother. It's windy at night."

A pair of slightly quiet eyes faded, and Hanmei bent down to salute and retreated.

"Let's go. I'll go and have a look with you."

After saying that, Xiao Yuanqi did not let go of Shen Sirong's hand, but persistently went to each other all the way.

The emperor stopped at Mohua Palace, and the palace people in Mohua Palace came to welcome him, and Wang Shu also came with a panicked face. When she saw Shen Sirong get off the emperor's chariot, a sharp light flashed.

"My concubine, see the emperor, the noble concubine."

Xiao Yuanqi took a look at Wang Guangrong beside him and immediately asked Wang Shu to get up. He stepped out for Dong Meiren's residence. Before he arrived, Wang Guangrong got the news and came to report.

"Your Majesty, Dong Meiren is difficult to give birth. I'm afraid it's a big murderer."

After being embarrassed, Wang Guangrong gritted his teeth and said the disrespectful words. As soon as he said, he lowered his head to wait for the king's anger.

Xiao Yuanqi was not angry, but Shen Sirong felt a little strange and asked, "But did you ask the imperial doctor? I remember that the imperial doctor looked at the fetus a few days ago. Everything was as usual. How could there be a difficult delivery today?

"I don't know what the maidservant said. I just heard what Dong Meiren's maid said." Wang Guangrong couldn't help hanging a black line on his forehead. He said a maidservant, but Shen Sirong reminded Qingru, the maidservant when Lanxi came to visit Dong Beauty that day.

Shen Sirong couldn't help worrying about Dong Meiren when she heard the words. She looked sideways, and Xiao Yuanqi understood what Shen Sirong was worried about and entered the front hall together.

"Your Majesty, please wait here. Women's childbirth is a disaster of blood and light, and the emperor should not be contaminated with filth."

The one who spoke is still a maidservant called Qingru.

"That palace should be a good place to see." Seeing that Shen Sirong's face was not good, he was as cold as frost, and Qing Ru no longer stopped him, so he let Shen Sirong clean his hands and go inside.

The original fore hall was wrapped in a faint aroma, and as soon as it entered the delivery room, it was bloody. Shen Sirong coughed. Dong Keying's low moan gradually became clear in his ear. Shen Sirong glanced at the imperial doctor standing beside him and asked, "Doctor, how is Dong Meiren?"

The doctor forgot to kneel and worship in a panic, but arched his hand and said, "In my mother's words, Mrs. Dong's qi and blood are very weak now, which is obviously difficult to give birth."

"But didn't you say that Dong Meiren is okay the other day?" Shen Sirong looked at Dong Keying with a bloodless face. Her hair was scattered on her cheeks, her lips were slightly open, and her eyebrows frowned tightly, as if she had endured infinite pain.

The imperial doctor saw that Shen Sirong was angry and hurriedly knelt down: "I can't say anything about this. Usually, you can only know whether the fetus is safe or not. But it is impossible to determine how the fetal image is. Speaking of this, it is naturally clearer to give birth to the Mother.

I hate this person's attitude, but I have to admit that what he said is true.

Shen Sirong no longer asked her mother-in-law. The blood in the room made her stomach roll, and the feeling of nausea became clearer.

"Your Noble Concubine?" A exclamation came from Qingru's mouth. Han Mei now crossed several internal supervisors and entered the delivery room. When she saw Qingru holding Shen Sirong, she came forward to replace her.

"Mother." Hanmei helped Shen Sirong sit down and whispered beside him.

Shen Sirong raised his hand and waved, and then stood firmly against Hanmei and said, "Look at Dong Meiren. If you go out of the pool, the emperor and this palace will never let you go."

After exhausting his efforts to finish speaking, Shen Sirong could no longer smell the smell in the room. When he turned around and left, the stable woman was taking out a little white veil from Dong Keying's body.

Xiao Yuanqi stood outside the house and was very worried when he saw that her face was abnormal and her feet were weak.

"What's wrong? His face was so ugly. Where is the imperial doctor, Wang Guangrong, sent someone to call Dr. Ning into the palace to ask for the pulse of the imperial concubine.

"Your Majesty, there is a doctor in the delivery room." Hanmei grabbed a sentence in exchange for Xiao Yuanqi's shallow glance. He shook his head but did not explain. Wang Guangrong naturally knew the emperor's thoughts and immediately retreated and left.

Shen Sirong has been poisoned. Now her body is taken care of by Dr. Ning. If she changes, she may not be able to know her condition.

Looking at Shen Sirong's pale face, Xiao Yuanqi had a dull pain in his heart, and a kind of heart numbness had never run through his blood. He stretched out his hand and wiped away the sweat beside Shen Sirong's temples.

The inside and outside of Mohua Palace were quiet, and the rest of the concubines were blocked outside the palace and were not allowed to enter. Wang Shu walked quickly from afar, followed by two palace maids.

"Your Majesty, these two are also old matan in the palace, both of whom have encountered many difficult births." Wang Shu's words were a little anxious.

She looked up and down at the two old women, answered gently and let them in. Wang Shu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, with a faint smile on the corners of her mouth.

"How can Concubine Wang be so happy?" Xiao Yuanqi raised his eyebrows and asked.

Wang Shu did not dodge. Unlike usual, she looked directly at Xiao Yuanqi and said, "The emperor should know that he entrusted Dong Meiren to his concubine at the beginning..."

In the middle of her words, Wang Shu stopped continuing. She took a look at Shen Sirong, and then looked at Xiao Yuanqi's eyes.

"In this case, please continue to watch, and I'm waiting for the good news here." Xiao Yuanqi felt strange that Wang Shu would put what she asked for on the surface?

Wang Shuying bowed, and the original snow-white gauze skirt was stained a little hazy by the blood-red moonlight. Instead, he disappeared in front of the delivery room.

No longer thinking about Wang Shu's strangeness, Xiao Yuanqi picked up Shen Sirong, avoided the attendants around him and walked to the front hall.

Tai Dr. Ning was already waiting. Xiao Yuanqi put Shen Sirong, who was half dizzy, on the low couch and gave up a gap for Dr. Rong Ning to ask his pulse.

For a long time, Dr. Ning laughed. He said to Xiao Yuanqi's black eyes, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, the noble concubine is happy. It's really lucky..."

Xiao Yuanqi's mind seemed to rumble, and a word of joy seemed to drown him with strong joy. This joy is not only because Shen Sirong is pregnant, but also because she is safe...

"So, she won't be harmed by that ancient Fang again?" Xiao Yuanqi's voice trembled slightly, and Dr. Ning focused on his head.

Shen Sirong listened to their conversation and woke up quietly. He couldn't help touching his lower abdomen. The heartbeat seemed to be transmitted to the abdomen, and there was a tremor under his hands.

"Why did the noble concubine faint at this time?"

Shen Sirong looked at Xiao Yuanqi's back, and her angerless momentum became extremely warm at this moment. She moved her hand on her lower abdomen and gently raised it to touch the clothes.

"I'm afraid that the mother will be disgusted when she encounters the blood in the delivery room. After a short break, you will wake up. Dr. Ning's reply softened Xiao Yuanqi's back stiffness a little.

"Cough...cough..." Shen Sirong coughed out with an itching in his throat.

The hand that had not been withdrawn just hit Xiao Yuanqi's chest. The slightly strong strength made Shen Sirong blush, remembering that he had his flesh and blood in his arms, and a warm tenderness spread.

Doctor Ning quietly retreated, leaving only the two of them in the front hall.

"You're all right, and I'm relieved." Xiao Yuanqi put his arms on Shen Sirong's sides and lowered his head. A stream of hot air sprayed on Shen Sirong's face.

Shen Sirong hesitated for a long time and reached out to hold Xiao Yuanqi. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuanqi fell heavily on Shen Sirong. This was Shen Sirong's rare initiative. After a burst of honey, Xiao Yuanqi hurriedly got up and looked straight at her lower abdomen.

"It's okay." Shen Sirong had a rare smile, and all the heavy burdens in his heart seemed to have disappeared. Looking at the deep palace again, the original desolation has been reduced a lot. At this moment, she is like the wife of an ordinary family, looking at her husband, with her own child in her belly. Enjoy the family, peace and joy.

The two only got some gaps, and a sharp cry cut through the silence of Mohua Palace. After Shen Sirong and Xiao Yuanqi looked at each other, they felt a little uneasy in each other's eyes.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yuanqi shouted, and the maidservant outside the door came in and replied, "Your Majesty, this is Mrs. Dong's pain again."

"Your Majesty, let's go and have a look. If I don't go in, can I accompany the emperor to wait for the news outside the door?"

I don't know if it was because Shen Sirong was also pregnant. When she thought of Dong Meiren's child, her heart softened. I think that the child should always have a foothold in the palace.

"Good."

With a smile in Xiao Yuanqi's eyes, he took Shen Sirong's hand back to the outside of the delivery room to wait. Soon, the screams became more and more frequent, and Wang Shu also retreated, and her face was still a little shocked.

Looking at Xiao Yuanqi carefully spoiling Shen Sirong, Wang Shu restrained abnormally and waited quietly for the long-awaited cry inside...