Long Live the Empress

Chapter 208: Pregnancy

"Since we have found that there is nothing unusual in the house, it means that they are sisters with deep affection! Your Majesty should quickly grant them a marriage!" Yan Liyuan's words were exactly what the old emperor wanted. This matter cannot be delayed for long and should be resolved as soon as possible.

At this point, Yue Jinghong was struggling. She had always loved Wei Zilin, but becoming the Crown Princess and the Queen of a country was her ultimate goal. So Yue Jinghong ignored everyone's criticism and knelt before the Crown Prince. "Your Highness! Tell the Emperor about what happened between you and me! I am the Crown Prince's woman!"

"Shut up!" The Queen was furious. She thought Yue Jinghong was smart, but she didn't expect him to be so fearless! "How dare you bite the current crown prince? This is an unforgivable crime. Come, take him out and behead him!"

The guards behind him took the order and stepped forward, but saw Yan Liyuan waved his hand and then retreated again.

"What do you mean, Your Majesty? Don't I even have the right to deal with a person?" the Queen said angrily.

Yan Liyuan didn't bother to pay attention to her, not even a glance, and just asked coldly: "Where did you and the prince meet?"

"Nine thousand years old..."

"Your Highness and I met at the Jingxin Tea House. Everyone at the Jingxin Tea House knows about it!"

The voices of the Queen and Yue Jinghong sounded at the same time. Yue Jinghong just wanted to give it a try at this moment. Even if she failed, she would have no regrets!

"Then let me see who is telling the truth and who is lying!" As soon as Yan Liyuan finished speaking, a man in black flew away.

The prince's hands tightly grasped the soil on the ground, and he quickly thought of how to deal with the situation.

The man in black moved quickly and brought a middle-aged man to the old emperor in half an incense stick of time.

"I greet the emperor!"

"Who are you?" The old emperor's majestic voice made the man tremble all over.

"I am the owner of Jingxin Tea House!"

"Has the prince ever been there with a woman?"

The shopkeeper turned his head to look at the prince, and when he saw the prince's hand move, he quickly replied, "No!"

"Think about it before we talk!"

The shopkeeper turned his head and saw that the Ninth Thousand Years Old was looking at him coldly. He felt a chill running from his toes to the top of his head. "The prince... often goes to drink tea with a woman... from the common people."

"Is that woman present?" Yan Liyuan asked again.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to answer randomly, so he looked at everyone boldly, suddenly pointed at Yue Jinghong who was kneeling on the ground and shouted, "It's her! The second young lady of the Yue Mansion!"

The queen clenched her teeth and stared at Yue Jinghong.

"Clang", the old emperor swept the teacup on the table to the ground, frightening everyone to kneel down hurriedly, "Your Majesty, please calm down!"

"Your Majesty, the prince and I have been in love for a long time, and I am still a virgin. Please, Your Majesty, make the decision for me!" Yue Jinghong did the opposite. Her delicate cries sounded particularly abrupt in the silent courtyard.

Yan Liyuan waved his hand, and two old maids came forward and dragged Yue Jinghong away.

"Your Majesty, I am really innocent! Your Majesty!" Yue Jinghong struggled hard, but how could her delicate body compare with the strength of the old nanny?

"Your Majesty! The Second Miss is young, please spare her!" Aunt Su rolled off the wheelchair and fell to the ground, begging for mercy from the Emperor with a mumble.

The old emperor was extremely annoyed, so the chief eunuch had someone block Aunt Su's mouth.

"Your Majesty!" The maids dragged Yue Jinghong back again, "There is no sign of sexual intercourse on this young lady's body!"

Before everyone could react, they heard the old nanny say, "Miss Ke Yue is already five months pregnant..."

what?

The queen stood up from her chair in shock, "Say it again?"

"Miss Yue is five months pregnant. She will give birth next spring..." The old nanny's voice became lower and lower, and her head lower and lower.