"Your Majesty! Let's wait for the imperial physician to arrive."

Everyone present disagreed.

Jiang Chuwei didn't say much.

This plum grove is some distance from the Imperial Hospital.

Given Consort Mei's favor with the emperor, the person who took care of her should have been Imperial Physician Zhou, or at least an older and experienced imperial physician.

The imperial physician, Zhou, was old and frail. By the time he arrived, Consort Mei had almost miscarried.

The young eunuch paced anxiously, asking, "Why hasn't the imperial physician arrived yet?"

"Bring the medicine over," Consort Mei ordered.

The young eunuch stammered, "Your Majesty!"

"You don't listen to me anymore." Consort Mei's face grew increasingly grim.

Jiang Chuwei saw that they didn't move and realized that these people were afraid that if Consort Mei took her medicine, the imperial fetus might be in danger, and they couldn't bear the responsibility for feeding her drugs of unknown origin.

"Bring some warm water!" Jiang Chuwei helped Consort Mei up and fed her a pill.

"Your Majesty, please rest for a while and return to the palace after your pregnancy has stabilized." Jiang Chuwei then looked at the little eunuch: "Go and fetch the brocade quilt. Consort Mei's pregnancy is unstable and she should not move around."

At this moment, Imperial Physician Zhou rushed over, and when he saw Consort Mei's face, his heart sank.

He grumbled inwardly, thinking that Consort Mei really didn't care about her health.

In this freezing weather, pregnant with a dragon's child, why would she come all the way to the plum grove? Isn't she just asking for trouble?

But he could only say these words in his heart; his face remained respectful.

When the imperial physician finally arrived, a palace maid brought a handkerchief and placed it on the empress's wrist.

After the imperial physician Zhou took his pulse, his complexion improved.

He checked the pulse again, puzzled, and after confirming it was correct, he asked, "You're saying the Empress is bleeding?"

This doesn't seem like the pulse of someone who has lost their virginity.

The palace maid said, "There is bloodstain on Her Highness's clothes, but not much."

Imperial Physician Zhou was suspicious; there was no reason why the pregnancy was still so stable.

It seems that Consort Mei, despite her delicate appearance, has a very good constitution.

When he heard from the Imperial Hospital that Consort Mei had suffered a miscarriage, he was so frightened that he almost fainted.

Others may not know how much the Emperor valued Consort Mei's pregnancy, but Imperial Physician Zhou did.

If anything were to happen to this imperial fetus, blood would flow like a river in Consort Mei's palace, and his job as imperial physician would be over. He didn't know if the emperor would be so angry that he would take his head.

Imperial Physician Zhou wiped the sweat from his brow: "Let Her Majesty rest first. After a cup of tea, quickly carry Her Majesty into Plum Blossom Palace. Your Majesty, the imperial fetus in your womb has been saved. I will prescribe some medicine to stabilize the pregnancy."

Consort Mei nodded weakly.

"Mei'er, what happened to you? How did you fall?" A bright yellow figure suddenly ran over and hugged Mei Fei in his arms.

Everyone knelt down and greeted the Emperor: "Greetings, Your Majesty! May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace!"

The emperor didn't even glance at the crowd; his face was full of anxiety.

However, Jiang Chuwei noticed a fleeting look of annoyance on Consort Mei's face.

She glanced at the Emperor again, and the worry on his face seemed genuine.

Ha, those two are really interesting.

Seeing Consort Mei's furrowed brows, the Emperor angrily said, "You servants, how have you taken care of Consort Mei? Take her away and give each of you twenty strokes of the cane."

"Your Majesty, spare our lives!" The palace maids and eunuchs kneeling on the ground begged for mercy.

"Your Majesty, it has nothing to do with them. I came of my own accord. Please rescind your order." Consort Mei weakly opened her eyes, her frail appearance softening the Emperor's heart: "Very well, very well, whatever Consort Mei says, I will do."

Princess Qingning, kneeling on the ground, stared in disbelief.

She had never seen her royal uncle like this before.

The saying "A ruler's word is law" became an empty phrase in front of Consort Mei.

“Uncle!” Princess Qingning cried out in grievance.

"Why is Qingning here?" The Emperor looked at her in surprise.

"Qingning's legs are numb from kneeling, and her uncle can't even see his niece."

"Rise!" the Emperor commanded.

He has no mind to appease anyone today.

The sight of Consort Mei made his heart ache.

His gaze then swept towards Jiang Chuwei.

The woman before me had eyebrows like crescent moons, eyes like bright stars, and a clear, bright gaze that revealed wisdom and confidence. A faint smile played on her lips.

"And who are you? Why have I never seen you before?" Emperor Rongsheng's voice was filled with oppression.

Consort Mei almost miscarried; he will definitely investigate to find out if someone plotted against her.

"Your Majesty! I am Jiang Chuwei, the eldest daughter of the valiant General Jiang Zhongyong."

Jiang Chuwei spoke in a gentle voice, each word clear and powerful, showing no fear in the face of the emperor.

"Oh, you are Jiang Zhongyong's daughter?" Emperor Rongsheng was quite surprised.

He stared at Jiang Chuwei for a long time. No wonder the fifth brother took a liking to her; this woman was indeed beautiful.

"Rise!" Emperor Rongsheng's thoughts returned to Consort Mei.

"Your Majesty, I thank you!" Jiang Chuwei and Princess Qingning stood together.

"Zhou Zhitong!"

"Your subject is here!"

"Tell me, what is Consort Mei's current situation?"

"Your Majesty, Consort Mei is now out of danger," Imperial Physician Zhou said anxiously.

At this moment, Consort Mei also recovered.

"Your Majesty, I am fine. I owe my life to Miss Jiang today."

"What does it have to do with her?"

The Emperor was surprised.

"It was her medicine that saved our child's life." Consort Mei looked at Jiang Chuwei gratefully.

This child is very important to her.

She just couldn't resist coming out for some fresh air today, but who knew she would encounter something like this?

"My beloved consort, please rest and do not speak again," Emperor Rongsheng said gently.

Consort Mei closed her eyes again.

Seeing the emperor's expression, Princess Qingning's eyes were truly opened.

No wonder that little eunuch didn't take her seriously.

He was Consort Mei's man; with just a word from Consort Mei, the Emperor would never punish these servants.

Jiang Chuwei, however, was not surprised.

The Emperor clearly cares a lot about Consort Mei.

When one person falls in love with another, they will do everything in their power to fulfill all of the other person's requests in order to win their favor.

Consort Mei's delicate appearance would evoke a protective instinct in any man, let alone the Emperor.

Now her long hair cascades down to her waist like a waterfall, swaying in the wind, adding to her gentle beauty. Coupled with her pale complexion, she appears even more frail.

At this time, Consort Mei wanted the sun in the sky, and the emperor would find a way to build a ladder, climb up, and pick it down.

Consort Mei nestled in the Emperor's arms.

"Zhou Zhitong, how long will Consort Mei continue to suffer in this cold wind?" the Emperor asked with a dark face.

"Your Majesty, Consort Mei may return to Plum Blossom Palace."

The Emperor had already carried Consort Mei onto his imperial carriage.

Carpets and stoves had already been prepared on the dragon carriage.

Even the cold wind can't get in.

This is no different from going to the Plum Blossom Palace.

"Your Majesty, what happened today was not an accident." A cold glint flashed in Consort Mei's eyes; she had no intention of returning to the palace now.

Once they leave, all the evidence will be destroyed.

"My dear consort, are you saying that someone wants to harm you and our child?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I am certain that someone is plotting to harm the imperial fetus today."