Quick Transmigration: The Rise of a Favored Concubine

Chapter 156 The Rough-Hearted Emperor and the Delicate Imperial Concubine 14

carriage

As soon as Lady Li got into the carriage, she collapsed into the Prime Minister's arms, her stomach aching slightly.

Upon receiving the news of Chu Yue's accident, she was so shocked that her stomach cramped.

She had endured it all along, but now that Yue'er was alright, she came to her senses from the panic, and the pain in her stomach became more and more obvious.

"Madam, what's wrong?" The Prime Minister initially thought that his wife was worried about Yue'er, but now that everything was alright, she was naturally relieved and leaned against him.

But gradually, he sensed something was wrong; his wife was sweating profusely and clutching her stomach tightly.

"My stomach hurts..." Mrs. Li frowned and endured the pain.

The Prime Minister was shocked: "Madam, why didn't you say so sooner? Is it very painful?"

"I'm fine, I'll go back first..." Li said weakly.

The Prime Minister was extremely anxious. He was passing the days in a panic. First, Yue'er had an accident, and now it was his wife's turn. The worst part was that his wife was pregnant.

No matter how capable he is, he can't withstand this kind of repeated torment.

The carriage arrived at the mansion quickly.

The prime minister carried the person back into the house quickly, and as he went, he hurriedly ordered the servants, "Go and fetch the doctor, quickly!"

The doctor arrived quickly, and soon appeared inside the room.

The Prime Minister said in a deep voice, "Take a look at the lady, quickly."

The doctor hurriedly took his pulse.

Li was already in so much pain that she was somewhat delirious; this time, it wasn't as easy as when she was pregnant with Yue'er last time.

Just as her pregnancy was stabilizing, Chu Yue's accident shocked her. Coupled with the fact that she was no longer as young as before, her body couldn't take it.

"How is it?" the Prime Minister couldn't help but ask.

"Prime Minister, the lady was frightened and traveled back and forth, which aggravated the pregnancy and caused abdominal pain. I will prescribe medicine to help her recover. She should not move around too much these few days and should rest well."

The doctor replied respectfully.

"Is the child alright?" the Prime Minister asked again.

Doctor: "It's nothing."

"Go get the medicine."

"Yes……"

The Prime Minister came to the bedside and bent down to comfort her: "Madam, it's alright, the baby is alright too."

Li nodded, still shaken: "Brother Xuan, you're not blaming me, are you?"

The Prime Minister said helplessly, "Why blame you? Yue'er is our precious daughter. Of course we have to go if something happens to her. I'm just worried about your health. Don't overthink it."

"Don't tell Yue'er, she's still not well." Madam Li was afraid that if Chu Yue knew, she would blame herself and her health would suffer.

"I know, don't think too much. You should rest now. I'll stay here with you," the Prime Minister coaxed her gently.

Li was also tired. Knowing that the child was alright, she felt much relieved, and her stomach pain seemed to lessen. She quickly fell asleep.

She had a miscarriage, and the Prime Minister was worried about her and the child. He wished he could stay by their side at all times. Every day after court, he would first inquire about Yue'er's condition from His Majesty, and then rush home to take care of his wife and child.

Li's care was good; she was able to get out of bed after only a few days of lying in bed.

Knowing that Yue'er was alright improved her mood, allowing her to focus on her pregnancy.

Qingquan Pond

Xiao Tao passes by here every day now, no matter what she's going to do—getting pastries from the Imperial Kitchen or medicine from the Imperial Hospital—she has to come here even if it's not on her way. She just wants to see what Consort Chen looks like soaking in the water.

She specifically chose this time to come.

Consort Chen had been soaking in the water for several days in a row. She had caught a cold, which had not yet been cured, and then she had to soak in the water again at the appointed time. This repeated cycle made her very weak.

Mingzhu stood by the pool, holding a cloak, looking at her with concern.

Many koi fish surrounded Consort Chen. Consort Chen, furious, slapped the water forcefully: "Get away, all of you, get out of here! Cough cough..."

She was too weak to speak and almost fell into the water. The icy water was above her waist, and Consort Chen had no feeling in her lower body.

Her upper body was being baked by the scorching sun, while her lower body felt like it was in an ice cave. This torment was driving Consort Chen almost crazy.

Seeing Consort Chen's disheveled appearance, Xiao Tao covered her mouth and chuckled. "You tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead! You got the idea to be wicked, now you'll suffer the consequences."

Mingzhu glared at her resentfully, but Xiaotao wasn't afraid of her at all. She rolled her eyes dismissively, snorted, and swayed away.

Mingzhu stomped her feet in anger and gritted her teeth as she waited for Consort Chen to finish her bath.

Xiao Tao returned to Yu Fu Palace carrying the delicious white jade cakes. As soon as she entered the hall, she saw Chu Yue sitting on the headboard. She quickly went up to her and asked, "Your Majesty, why are you up? Are you feeling unwell anywhere? I don't know where Xiao Ju has gone."

"What's the rush, girl? I'm fine. I just wanted to sit for a while. I was hungry, so I asked Xiaoju to get some food." A few days had passed, and Chu Yue was much better, her complexion had improved as well.

"Your Majesty, I'm worried about you. Consort Chen is soaking in the water right now, and all the koi are biting her. She's furious."

Xiao Tao whispered gossip.

Chu Yue smiled weakly. When Xiao Tao told her about it, she was very surprised. She didn't expect His Majesty to come up with such a way to torment Consort Chen. It would be better to just give her a beating instead of tormenting her like this.

Consort Chen has probably learned her lesson.

"What are you saying that makes you so happy?" The Emperor stepped into the hall and saw that Consort Rou was in much better spirits. He sat down beside her and asked, "My dear consort, are you still feeling unwell today?"

Xiao Tao quietly withdrew.

Chu Yue nestled close to the emperor, hugging his strong waist: "Your Majesty, I'm fine. I'm sorry to have worried you..."

"Let me see."

The emperor lifted her chin; her face was no longer pale, but rosy, her dry lips became moist, and her misty, beautiful eyes were gazing intently at her.

"Yes, she's much better. It's good that my beloved is alright." The emperor pressed his finger against her lips; they were very soft.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I know that Your Majesty has been watching over me all this time."

"How do you intend to thank me?"

"Ok?"

The emperor stared intently at her.

Chu Yue was momentarily confused before she came to her senses and said softly, "How would Your Majesty like me to thank you?"

"My beloved concubine said it herself."

"This..." Chu Yue thought for a moment, then leaned in and placed a light kiss on his cheek: "Is this okay?"

The emperor shook his head: "Not enough."

Chu Yue kissed him on the other side again: "Is it okay?"

"Still not enough." The emperor's dark eyes almost gleamed with amusement. Consort Rou was so innocent and simple-minded; she was truly amusing.

Chu Yue hesitated, "Your Majesty... I have some valuable items in my palace. Please choose one to take back with you."

The emperor chuckled. Did he really need something from her?

"Kiss here." The emperor pointed to his lips. "Only here."

Chu Yue wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her soft body against his chest, and brought her soft, sweet lips close to his.

He lightly touched her, then quickly asked, "Is it okay?"

The emperor's eyes darkened, and he embraced her tightly, lowering his head slightly to savor the delicious food once more.

Her soft, powerless body was unable to break free and was forced to endure the tempestuous passion.

The emperor knew that her health had improved considerably, and a kiss was enough for her, so he allowed himself to cherish her.

"His Majesty……"

"My beloved, hold me tight." He wanted to kiss her properly, until he was satisfied.

"it is good……"

The emperor felt pity and tenderness, and the sound of splashing water and soft moans filled the hall.

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