"Tell her to go back and take care of the princess. Don't come to me for no reason. Do I have no soup to drink? Do I need her to bring it to me?"

"If anyone comes to bring me soup or snacks in the future, they don't need to ask me. Just let them leave."

"yes."

Yan Tinglan served Zhu Fuli a bowl of soup, "Ali, try today's soup and see if it tastes good."

"Um."

Not long after, Zhang Yuanlu came in again, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked a little unhappy, "Your Majesty, Li Zhaoyi fell."

"If you fall, go find a doctor. I can't treat illnesses."

Zhu Fuli looked at the man who had just prescribed medicine for him this morning and said that he could not cure diseases.

"I have sent someone to find the imperial physician, but Your Majesty, Concubine Li is bleeding from her stomach and is suspected of having a miscarriage."

"You go out first."

"yes."

Yan Tinglan held Zhu Fuli's hand and said, "Ali, you eat first. I'll go take a look. After all, he is my brother's child."

"Um."

When Yan Tinglan went out, he was pulled over by the young eunuch. Doctor Zhao, who had just finished a follow-up examination with Yan Chengfeng and wanted to return to the Imperial Hospital, was giving acupuncture to Li Zhaoyi.

Li Zhaoyi kept complaining about stomachache.

After the acupuncture, Chief Doctor Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yan Tinglan, "Your Majesty, the dragon fetus in Concubine Zhaoyi's belly has been saved. I will prescribe some medicine to stabilize the fetus for a few days. You need to rest in bed for the next three months and should not get out of bed."

"The dragon fetus in Empress Zhaoyi's belly is already three months old."

"Well, carry Li Zhaoyi back. Since you are pregnant, don't hang around. You are just causing pain to yourself." Yan Tinglan ordered.

"Your Majesty..." Li Zhaoyi said hesitantly.

"Speak." Yan Tinglan frowned.

"I am like this, don't you even look at me?"

"Didn't you ask for this?"

"But I came here to bring you soup."

"I didn't ask you to deliver the soup." Yan Tinglan turned around.

Li Zhaoyi really cried this time. How could he be so heartless?

Doctor Zhao was so scared that he almost dropped the silver needle. The emperor just said he didn't love her anymore. I don't know how Li Zhaoyi offended the emperor.

When Yan Tinglan returned, he happened to see Siqi bringing the medicine over, "Just give it to me."

"yes."

When he went in, he happened to see Zhu Fuli eating leisurely, and he took the initiative to say a few words.

Zhu Fuli nodded.

After quietly having lunch with her, Yan Tinglan placed the medicine in front of her and said, "Ali, be good and take the medicine."

Zhu Fuli glanced at him and drank the medicine gulps by gulps, "I don't need any coaxing."

He took a sip of the tea in the teacup and rinsed his mouth.

"I just want to comfort Ali." He brought a bowl of sweet water, "to reduce the bitterness."

After she drank the water, he leaned over, held her in his arms, and kissed her lips, "Let me kiss you and see if it still hurts."

Before Zhu Fuli could say anything, he held her head and pried open her teeth, and then he had sex with her deeply.

“Hmm…”

He didn't give her any chance to react. He tightened his grip on her waist, his breath gradually became hotter, and the fierce kiss made her eyes misty and her vision blurry.

Her face flushed, her body softened, and she grabbed the clothes on his chest, wrinkling the bright yellow dragon robe.

Pulling away slightly, he pressed his lips against the soft lips that he had kissed until they were red, and said, "Ali, you have to learn how to breathe."

After she recovered, he kissed her again, but this time he wasn't as hasty as before. He kissed her gently, sucking and biting her softly.

He carried her to the bed in the imperial study, lifted her calves and clamped them between his waist and abdomen, then held her hips, held her head and continued to kiss her.

He pressed her down on the couch, "Ali, can you sleep here with me at noon?"

After saying that, he held her hand and kissed her.

Zhu Fuli opened her eyes slightly, her eyelashes slightly wet, and she couldn't help but want to glare at him.

Although he asked her, he didn't even give herself a chance to respond.

Zhu Fuli couldn't stand being kissed non-stop by him, and her body felt strange.

Yan Tinglan held down her restless legs, stepped back slightly, and panted, "Ali, don't move."

She moved, and he wanted it more.

Zhu Fuli glared at him and said softly, "Don't kiss me."

"That won't do." He rubbed her cheek, "Ali, will you stay here?"