The bowl of medicine given by the late emperor was particularly powerful. Without systematic fertility medicine, it would be impossible for this body to get pregnant.
After figuring it out, Qingyin put down her hand that was touching her belly.
The imperial physician had not arrived yet, but Nangong Yuan appeared first.
He nervously hugged the person in his arms, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Qingyin lay in his arms, smelling the faint scent of ambergris, and suddenly began to "yue" again.
Nangong Yuan also wanted to pat her on the back.
The ambergris caused her to retch even more violently.
She quickly said, "You, stay away from me."
Nangong Yuan had no choice but to stay away.
Without the ambergris, Qingyin's retching finally stopped. At this moment, the imperial physician rushed in. Seeing Nangong Yuan, he knelt down and saluted, "Your Majesty..."
"Hurry up and go see the Queen." Nangong Yuan scolded.
The imperial physician had no choice but to stop his auspicious words and hurried to check Qingyin's pulse, but his brows kept furrowing and then relaxing.
Nangong Yuan's heart was beating fast.
It felt like an eternity before the imperial physician withdrew his hand. "Congratulations, Your Majesty! The Empress is pregnant and is two months pregnant."
As soon as he finished speaking, they were both stunned.
Qingyin subconsciously touched her belly, but was thinking in her heart, how is this possible?
Nangong Yuan was stunned by the news.
After a long while, a smile suddenly appeared on the dull face, and a dazzling light flashed in his dark eyes. "Are you sure? Is the Queen really pregnant?"
The imperial physician nodded hurriedly.
Qingyin felt that the situation was still a little mysterious, but she was naturally delighted by the arrival of the child. She looked up at Nangong Yuan and said, "We have a child."
Nangong Yuan was so excited that he wanted to come over and hug Qingyin, but after taking a few steps, the ambergris that was swaying faintly became active.
Qingyin couldn't help but started retching again.
Nangong Yuan was so frightened that he had to take several steps back and asked the imperial physician, "What's going on? Why does the Queen retch violently when I get close to her?"
The imperial physician first questioned the empress a few times before saying, "Your Majesty, your retching is due to the smell of ambergris on His Majesty's body. This is normal. Some pregnant women do have strong reactions to certain smells or foods, but there is no need to worry. Generally, these reactions will gradually disappear as the pregnancy progresses."
Nangong Yuan naturally couldn't wait until these things disappeared.
He said goodbye to Qingyin and returned to his usual bedroom. He asked Li Zhang to prepare new clothes, while he soaked in the hot spring water for a full hour so that the ambergris on his body would be covered by other scents.
But it still doesn't work.
As long as he is within five steps away from Qingyin, the sound of Qingyin spitting will be triggered.
He frowned so hard that he didn't know whether to welcome or dislike the child.
In this way, Nangong Yuan changed more than a dozen scents, but he was unable to get close to Qingyin as he wished.
I had to give up.
However, this did not mean he would just walk away, but instead he had another dining table placed in the hall.
Although he was as far away as the door, he still accompanied Qingyin for three meals a day.
Qingyin looked at someone sitting at the door looking somewhat lonely, the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise, and then she took a bite of food to suppress the smile.
Nangong Yuan had been paying attention to Qingyin, so he did not miss that smile.
What a heartless person.
Let’s see how he teaches her a lesson later.
Qingyin, who was secretly suppressing her laughter, had no idea that she was being remembered.
Since changing the incense was still useless, Nangong Yuan could only wait until Qingyin was older.
But throughout the pregnancy, I was unable to get even a little closer to Qingyin.
The imperial physician was also deeply affected by Nangong Yuan's resentment, and he trembled every time he came to the palace to take Nangong Yuan's pulse.
Fortunately, such a day came and everyone breathed a sigh of relief as Qingyin was about to give birth.
But the relief didn't last long.
Nangong Yuan discovered that this little brat of his would cry whenever he hugged him.
If he got closer to his mother, he would cry even harder.
This night.
There was another burst of heart-wrenching cries, and Nangong Yuan suddenly looked at Qingyin with grievance.
In the dim light, the tall figure looked like a big abandoned dog, pitiful.
Qingyin pursed her lips and finally softened her heart.
"Take the little prince to the side hall and coax him to sleep."
The two wet nurses nodded repeatedly.
When the crying became farther and farther away and gradually subsided, Qingyin looked at someone with a frown, "You're jealous of your son, aren't you ashamed?"
It took ten months of pregnancy and more than three months to take care of the baby. In total, Nangong Yuan hadn't touched Qingyin for almost fourteen months.
He hummed, and only when the crying next door completely stopped did the two of them finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Seeing that Qingyin was no longer paying attention to his surroundings, Nangong Yuan instantly turned from a big dog into a big wolf.
He slowly walked towards Qingyin, wagging his non-existent tail.
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Qingyin, who hadn't felt back pain for a long time, glared at someone and said, "Hurry up and get up. When your son wakes up, he'll start crying again."
Nangong Yuan glanced outside, said it was still early, and casually lifted the quilts from the two of them, then quickly covered them with the quilts again.
When Qingyin woke up again, Nangong Yuan was no longer beside her.
In the crib not far from the bed, the little one was sleeping soundly.
Qingyin rubbed her waist and then slowly sat up.
"I will help Your Majesty to wash and dress." The palace maid waiting nearby hurried over and said in a low voice.
Qingyin nodded, then went outside as quietly as possible.
Just as she passed by the crib, Qingyin couldn't help but take a look inside. The little guy who was sleeping soundly inside might have sensed it and suddenly opened his eyes.
Qingyin was stunned.
The little guy suddenly laughed.
Qingyin looked at the fair and tender smiling face, and couldn't help but walked over and hugged him.
Qingyin held her son in her arms, her heart full of love. "You woke up so soon, baby, are you hungry?"
As he said that, he kissed that sweet and soft face.
The little guy who was kissed on the face was smiling with his lips pursed just now, but now he is grinning with his mouth wide open.
The giggles that filled the room made Nangong Yuan stop.
Looking at the scene inside through the curtains blown by the wind, Nangong Yuan suddenly felt his eyes getting hot.
Nangong Yan envied him for being loved by his mother.
But during the years when he was unaware, his mother hated and despised him.
If it weren't for that night, my mother would have left the palace happily, and perhaps she would have met someone she loved and started a happy family.
But because of him.
Because of his identity, his mother did not dare to have an abortion and was afraid of being discovered. During those years, he only remembered that it would not be long before his mother would take him away from the familiar place.
He didn't understand, so he went to ask his mother.
That was the first time his mother's face showed hatred towards him. "You ask me? What gives you the right to ask me?"
From then on, he never dared to ask another question.
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