"The emperor is here..." "Long live the emperor..."

The people in the house heard the noise outside. When Shen Zhengyang heard that the emperor was coming, his face changed and he stood up from his seat in a hurry. When Shen Guijun saw his nephew's panic, he joked, "Yang'er, look at you, why are you so nervous? His Majesty is not a tiger that eats people, why are you so nervous?"

Shen Zhengyang had a bitter face, which was scarier than a tiger.

Seeing his nephew's look, Shen Guijun couldn't help laughing. He looked at his nephew with a smile, "You." He felt a little helpless. How could he feel at ease if he didn't protect this timid nephew.

Living with the emperor is like living with a tiger. Shen Meiyue knows this better than anyone. No wonder this little nephew is always so afraid of His Majesty. If you ask him if he is afraid, he is afraid.

"Hehe." Shen Zhengyang laughed foolishly twice, tilting his head with a silly look on his face, and turning his eyes to look at the door from time to time. Seeing that his uncle had not yet stood up to greet His Majesty, he was afraid that His Majesty would blame him later.

The palace servants on the side carefully helped their noble master to stand up, fearing that their noble master and the little master in the belly would be bumped by accident, so they held him in their arms and protected him like a treasure.

Shen Meiyue knew that these servants were considerate and were the servants in this palace who really cared about him. If anything happens to Shen Meiyue, these servants will be buried with him. If Shen Meiyue lives a good life in this palace, these servants will also have a good life. He

stood up and let these servants serve him carefully. He simply tidied up and said, "Okay, okay." This was going on and on. Shen Guijun was a little impatient and waved his hand, but he didn't seem to be really angry.

The palace servants stopped and followed their master, vainly extending their hands to protect him.

Shen Zhengyang didn't know that his uncle was pregnant. He just thought that his uncle was not feeling well. There was concern in his eyes. He greeted him, stepped forward to replace the palace servant, and supported his uncle.

"Uncle is fine, Yang'er, you don't have to worry... Lord Shen patted the back of his nephew's hand with one hand. Seeing that his nephew cared about him, he felt comforted in his heart, "Don't worry, Yang'er, your matter will be handled by your uncle."

The Sun Guogong Mansion has bullied his nephew, and it really makes their Shen family empty-handed, right?

Originally, he didn't want his nephew to come to Fengdu City to do business, but he was happy that his nephew really wanted to come, so that when his nephew came to Fengdu City, he could come to the palace often to see his uncle. The shop had just opened, and the Sun Guogong Mansion asked someone to seal his nephew's shop, which made him very upset.

"Thank you, uncle, Yang'er. "Shen Zhengyang knew that his uncle would definitely find a way, and he grinned happily.

"No need to thank your uncle. If anything happens outside, remember to send someone to tell your uncle. Your uncle may not have any other skills, but he can still handle this small matter for you." Shen Meiyue felt pity when she saw her nephew's face that resembled her brother. She patted the back of his hand a few times and said, "Yang'er, you still have your uncle here. "

His brother passed away early, leaving only this little nephew, and the old mother and brother at home, a family of orphans and old people. The Shen family had a hard time in those years. If he had not been fortunate enough to enter the palace and receive the grace of the emperor, there would be no Shen family today.

Now he, Shen Meiyue, does not ask for anything else, just for the well-being of their Shen family, and his little nephew to live well. But if someone is hard on his little nephew, isn't it hard on him, Shen Meiyue? For all those who make him hard, he will always find a way to make you hard.

Lord Shen went outside the house to wait for the emperor, and His Majesty happened to walk into the yard. His yellow robe was embroidered with an eight-clawed golden dragon, which was lifelike, and the majesty of the emperor was so great that people dared not look directly at him. The palace servants kneeling on both sides prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

"Your servant..."

"My dear, please don't be polite." The emperor took a step forward and helped his beloved up, saying with eyes full of pity, "Your body is different from before. You are pregnant now. Don't kneel down and salute every now and then. It's not good for the prince in your belly. You don't have to be polite when you see me in the future. My dear, just take care of yourself and give me a good and obedient prince."

"Your Majesty, no, etiquette cannot be abolished." Shen Guijun shook her head and said.

"I said you don't have to be polite, who dares to say anything bad about you, let him come to me." The emperor looked at his beloved with a smile. The fact that his beloved was pregnant made him feel extremely happy.

"Your Majesty, I thank you." Shen Guijun said and was about to salute.

"Didn't I say you don't have to be polite, why do you keep saluting me? My dear, are you going to disobey the order?" The emperor's face pulled, but with a smile in his eyes, he pulled his beloved's hand and went into the house.

"Your Majesty..." Shen Guijun let His Majesty hold his hand, with a soft smile on his face, very charming.

Shen Zhengyang still stood there in a saluting posture, unable to come back to his senses. When did his uncle become pregnant? Why didn't anyone tell him! It was the palace attendant who caught their noble's eyes and stayed behind, reminding him in a low voice, and he stood up straight. Seeing his uncle and His Majesty go in, he followed into the house. As

soon as the imperial physician in the Imperial Hospital delivered the news, His Majesty went The fact that His Majesty went to Cuixiu Garden shows how much His Majesty dotes on Shen Guijun. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, but His Majesty only favors Shen Guijun now. Now Shen Guijun is pregnant with a prince, and her status in the palace will be at its peak in the future, catching up with Sun Houjun. Sun Houjun is afraid that his status will not be secure.

The news that Shen Guijun is pregnant with a prince spread in the palace like the wind. Sun Houjun was the first to receive the news that His Majesty went to Cuixiu Garden. He smashed the teacup in his hand, his face full of ferocity, and shouted, "Shen Meiyue, Shen Meiyue!"

"Why do you have to go against me? I gave you a way to live, but you sent yourself to death. Then I will fulfill your wish! "

There was a burst of joy in Cuixiu Garden, and from time to time His Majesty's laughter could be heard, and the dragon was very happy.

Shen Guijun was pregnant with the dragon son, and some were happy while others were sad. In the harem, there were those who envied Shen Guijun for winning the emperor's favor, some were jealous, and there were also many who wished Shen Guijun would lose favor, but these people could not stop Shen Guijun from gaining more and more favor from the emperor in the harem, and now Shen Guijun was even pregnant with the dragon son.

"Is this true?" Emperor Yongkang asked when he heard what his beloved emperor said.

"Well, yes, your majesty. "Shen Guijun frowned, with a look of worry on his face, and told His Majesty the truth about what happened between his little nephew and the young

master of the Sun Guogong Mansion on the street, "Yang'er has always behaved well and would not make enemies with others for no reason. If your Majesty does not believe me, you can send someone to investigate this matter." "I still hope that Your Majesty will make the decision for me. I only have this little nephew..."

"Don't worry, my dear king, I will give you an explanation." The face of Emperor Yongkang was gloomy. This Sun Guogong was taking him, the emperor, less and less seriously. This Fengdu City was going to become the property of their Sun Guogong Mansion. The world still belonged to the Feng family, not to their Sun family. It was simply that they did not take him, the emperor, seriously.

With His Majesty's words, Shen Meiyue was relieved, "Thank you, Your Majesty. "

Zhengyang thanks your majesty."

Later, Shen Zhengyang got a look from his uncle, so he stood up and knelt down to greet him before leaving.

Shen Meiyue saw his nephew leaving. Although she was reluctant in her heart, she also knew that it was best for her nephew to leave this cruel palace. She looked over and asked the palace maid to send him out personally.

The palace maid received the order from her master and retreated silently.

Shen Meiyue did not intend to let his nephew know many things in the palace, and did not want him to get involved. Some things were enough for him, Shen Meiyue, to handle alone. If he had to go to hell, it would be him, Shen Meiyue, who would go alone, without involving other people. As

soon as Young Master Shen left Cuixiu Garden, Taoist Master Chunyin came outside to ask for an audience.

"Your Majesty, Taoist Master Chunyin is outside to ask for an audience." said the palace maid who came in.

"Why don't you invite him in quickly!" When the emperor heard that the Taoist priest was coming, his eyes sparkled.

The immortal Taoist priest Chunyin handed the refined elixir to the emperor. Even though he was standing in front of the most honorable emperor in Feng Dynasty, he still looked like an immortal, neither humble nor arrogant.

The identity of Taoist priest Chunyin in the palace was still a secret and not known to many people. This was also the intention of the emperor, who ordered the news of Taoist priest Chunyin to be blocked. Otherwise, if the ministers in the court knew about this person and the things in the palace, they would have made a big fuss.

Shen Guijun was the emperor's most favored noble, and he was the only one who knew about the Taoist priest's existence. It can be seen that the emperor's trust in Shen Guijun was unmatched in the harem. When Taoist Priest Chunyin came, he always came to Cuixiu Garden, delivered the elixir and left. There was a place in the palace specially set aside by the emperor for Taoist priests to refine elixirs.

"Your Majesty, I will take my leave first." With the permission of His Majesty, the Taoist priest bowed and left.

Shen Guijun raised his eyes and looked at the Taoist priest who turned around, silently conveying that only they understood something. The Taoist priest with a fairy-like appearance moved slightly, and the figure of the Taoist priest disappeared from Cuixiu Garden.

The emperor held the elixir in his hand, carefully examined it, and then reverently put it into his mouth, took the warm water from the palace attendant, took it in, sat there with his eyes closed and his head raised, and the hand on his side trembled slightly.

When His Majesty opened his eyes, the beauty who had been prepared for a long time came forward, threw herself into His Majesty's arms, and coquettishly called, "Your Majesty."

Shen Meiyue retreated silently and stood in front of the closed door.

The beauty's moans and His Majesty's low roars rang out in the room. He was no stranger to these sounds. He put his hand on his belly that had not yet bulged, took a deep breath, and ordered, "Go prepare hot water."

"Yes!"

He took a step and left, followed by the palace maids.

In this deep palace, there are always people who will do anything to achieve their goals. He, Shen Meiyue, is not the first, nor will he be the last. Without him, Shen Meiyue, there will be others. That's all.