Song Jin took a deep breath, suppressing the panic in her heart, and slowly walked towards Qin Sheng.
He sat down stiffly, his fingers gently touching Qin Sheng's wrist.
The moment their skin touched, Qin Sheng's heart pounded, and she instinctively pulled her wrist back, but Song Jin quickly grabbed it and held it firmly.
The two exchanged a glance and quickly looked away.
Song Jin then closed her eyes, focusing intently on sensing Qin Sheng's subtle and complex pulse.
Qin Sheng held her breath and focused, clearly feeling the warmth from Song Jin's fingertips, and also clearly noticing the slight trembling of his fingers.
This intensified her unease.
The hall was so quiet that the only sounds were the gentle clinking of tea against porcelain and the occasional chirping of birds from outside the window.
Qin Sheng tried to keep her breathing steady, but the turmoil in her heart was hard to calm.
She secretly glanced at Zhao Yi out of the corner of her eye, only to see him casually toying with the teacup in his hand, looking completely calm and composed.
Qin Sheng had a strange feeling that she and Song Jin were like the teacups that Zhao Yi was playing with at that moment.
Cold sweat was already streaming down Song Jin's face.
Despite the predetermined outcome, he still had to put on an act, repeatedly checking the pulse several times before finally slowly opening his eyes. He looked at Zhao Yi with surprise and hesitation, then at Qin Sheng.
Finally mustering his courage, he said, "Your Majesty, the Empress's pulse... does indeed indicate that she is pregnant."
Upon hearing this, Qin Sheng's body trembled involuntarily. She lowered her head, not daring to look up at Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi paused in his teacup-playing motion, signaling to Physician Qin to take his pulse again.
After carefully examining the pulse, Imperial Physician Qin gave the same reply as Song Jin: "Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty! This pulse is indeed a sign of pregnancy!"
"Okay, very good."
Zhao Yi slowly stood up, gently placed the teacup on the coffee table, pulled Qin Sheng up, held her hand, and said happily, "Sheng'er, your long-cherished wish has finally come true."
Qin Sheng's legs trembled, and she could no longer stand steadily.
Having been married for many years, she knew that beneath Zhao Yi's gentle exterior lay a raging rage.
She didn't know if Zhao Yi would treat her like he had treated the other concubines before, burning down her palace and Song Jin, with whom she had an affair.
If that's the case, then it would be the best outcome if only the two of them died, without involving the Song and Qin families.
But would Zhao Yi let her and Song Jin off so easily?
Qin Sheng felt uneasy, but she had to force a happy expression on her face.
Zhao Yi instructed Li An to send Imperial Physician Qin back to the Imperial Hospital, saying that Imperial Physician Song would stay in the Empress's palace to be specifically responsible for the Empress's diet and medicinal meals during her pregnancy.
As soon as Li An and Imperial Physician Qin left, Zhao Yi dismissed everyone in the hall and slowly walked towards Song Jin.
Seeing this, Song Jin was overwhelmed with mixed feelings. Unable to contain her fear, she bent her knees and knelt down with a thud. Her voice trembled slightly as she said, "Your Majesty, it was all Her Majesty the Empress..."
"Imperial Physician Song!"
Zhao Yi interrupted Song Jin, bent down and helped him up with both hands.
Qin Sheng, who was standing to the side, stared coldly at Song Jin.
What was he trying to say? Was he trying to say, "Was it all the Empress's doing that seduced me?"
She lowered her eyes, filled with regret for her impulsive actions that night.
So, the person she loved all her youth was this kind of person!
After Song Jin stood up, Zhao Yi slowly said, "My dear minister, there is no need for further words. I understand. It is all because Her Majesty the Empress cares for me that she is willing to endure so many hardships."
Upon hearing this, Qin Sheng suddenly looked at Zhao Yi.
Her heart was pounding, and she stared at Zhao Yi in disbelief, wondering to herself: Does the Emperor mean he wants to acknowledge this child?
Song Jin also breathed a huge sigh of relief.
No emperor would want outsiders to know that he was cuckolded by his empress, right?
Right now, I've managed to save my head.
He secretly rejoiced, and a look of relief appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Zhao Yi suppressed the coldness in his eyes and said with a smile, "Imperial Physician Song, you have rendered a great service this time. I am very pleased and will reward you handsomely. I will immediately issue an edict to commend your merits."
Song Jin was flattered and overwhelmed: "Your Majesty, this is all my duty!"
Qin Sheng watched everything calmly, thinking to herself: Song Jin, you didn't realize this was a case of flattery to kill, did you?
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