Emperor Jingming looked gentle and spoke in a considerate tone, as casually and naturally as he used to say, "My beloved concubine is not feeling well, please take good care of yourself."

Concubine Xian looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar old face, her mind went blank for a moment, and she couldn't react to what the other person said.

"My dear, do you think this is a solution that will satisfy both parties?"

Concubine Xian nodded subconsciously, until her fingertips unconsciously touched the warm teapot, and then she reacted suddenly.

She stood up suddenly, her face pale: "What did the emperor say?"

If she heard correctly, the emperor registered the seventh child under the name of the empress?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Emperor Jingming looked concerned and asked, "My beloved concubine, do you have a headache again?"

Concubine Xian stared at Emperor Jingming with a distorted expression. Her pale, dry, cracked lips trembled violently. There was only one thought circling in her mind: she wanted to scratch this old man's face!

As soon as she raised her hand, a piercing headache came over her. The collision with her turbulent emotions made Concubine Xian unable to bear it. She rolled her eyes and fell down.

"Empress!" The palace maids serving in the hall were shocked.

Emperor Jingming calmed down and waved his hand: "It's okay."

As the old saying goes, one who has seen much can learn much. There are many women in the palace. After decades of accumulation, Emperor Jingming has seen many women fainting, so he has a lot of experience in this.

He stretched out his hand and pinched Concubine Xian's philtrum. After a while, Concubine Xian woke up slowly, only to feel a burning pain above her lips.

But now Concubine Xian completely ignored all this and grabbed Emperor Jingming's sleeve and asked, "What did the emperor just say?"

Emperor Jingming quietly shook his hands and said, "My beloved concubine, why did you faint? Did you have a headache again? If so, you must not get angry or anxious easily. You need to rest well."

The emphasis on the word "rest" made Concubine Xian's heart tremble, and she suddenly woke up.

The person in front of her was the emperor, the ruler of a country, not an ordinary man.

There is no father and son in the royal family, let alone the emperor's love and affection for his concubines.

If she had really let herself go and offended the Emperor, she would probably have been sent to the cold palace.

Concubine Xian was frightened for a moment, and her face turned even paler, as fragile as a piece of paper.

Emperor Jingming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Concubine Xian calm down.

Women are really scary. The Concubine Xian, who seemed so dignified and virtuous in the past, looked as if she wanted to kill him just now.

He was the emperor, so of course he was not afraid of a concubine. But if he was really scratched by those long nails, he would be so embarrassed.

Thinking of this, Emperor Jingming silently moved away, coughed and said, "My beloved concubine's headache makes me very worried. It is for this reason that I passed the seventh child to the empress, so that that idiot will not always come to annoy you and make the disease worse..."

The corners of Concubine Xian's mouth twitched, and she began to lose her composure again.

So the son she gave birth to was given to the empress for free, and she still has to say thank you to the emperor?

"Don't worry, my beloved concubine. Nothing is more important than your health." Emperor Jingming patted Concubine Xian gently. He felt that he had said everything that needed to be said. Staying would only increase the danger, so he decided to leave without hesitation.

"Please take good care of the Empress. If she feels unwell, please call the imperial physician immediately. If she delays the treatment, you will be held responsible!"

While the palace maids were doing their job, Emperor Jingming left, leaving everyone in the room looking at Concubine Xian in fear.

Under these gazes, Concubine Xian felt like she was a huge joke.

The seventh son has become the Queen’s son?

In this case, her plan to torture the seventh brother's wife to make him surrender is no longer enough?

The seventh child was registered under the Empress's name. From now on, the seventh child's wife would not have to go to Yuquan Palace to pay respects to the Empress. She no longer had the right to be angry...

The more Concubine Xian thought about it, the angrier she became, and she soon thought of something more serious: the prince registered under the Empress's name was considered a half-legitimate son, so didn't the Seventh Prince have the qualifications to be the crown prince?

In this way, as the fourth brother, the seventh brother not only did not give the fourth brother any help, but also became the fourth brother's biggest opponent and might even step on the fourth brother to gain power.

Concubine Xian could hardly imagine such a scene happening.

If the fourth prince cannot win, she would rather another prince take the throne than have that person be the seventh prince.

After the falling out that day, she had completely seen what a heartless person he was.

If the seventh child took that position, her biological mother would not be able to gain any benefits but would probably suffer the greatest humiliation.

What could be worse than having your own son become the most noble person in the world, but still being heartbroken about the filial piety of other people's mothers and children?

Concubine Xian's face turned pale and blue, and her blood surged. Suddenly, she felt a sweetness in her throat and opened her mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Your Majesty——" All the palace ladies were shocked.

The trusted nanny screamed, "Quickly call the imperial physician—"

Soon, the imperial physician came in hastily with a medicine box on his back. After examining Concubine Xian, he said, "The liver stores blood, and anger hurts the liver. Your Majesty, remember to rest and recuperate, and don't get angry easily."

Concubine Xian's face turned pale and she said nothing.

The trusted nanny escorted the doctor out, quietly stuffed a purse into her pocket, and whispered, "Doctor, please don't mention the Queen's affairs to anyone else."

The imperial physician skillfully put away his purse and nodded slightly.

He often visited Yuquan Palace and was considered Concubine Xian's man, so he certainly knew what to say and what not to say.

Concubine Xian's mood has been really up and down lately, and coupled with the headache that I can't find the cause of, I'm afraid her health will be in trouble if it continues like this.

The imperial physician sighed quietly and left Yuquan Palace.

After leaving Concubine Xian, Emperor Jingming went to Cining Palace.

The Empress has registered the Seventh Prince under her name, so she must inform the Empress Dowager about this.

"The Emperor has arrived—"

Seeing the emperor coming in, the empress dowager gently placed a string of Buddhist beads on the table and said with a smile, "How come the emperor has time to come?"

Princess Fuqing and Princess Fourteen hurried to pay their respects to Emperor Jingming.

"Get up," Emperor Jingming said to the two princesses, and walked to the edge of the kang and sat down. "What is your mother doing?"

The Queen Mother pointed to the chessboard on the table and said, "I have nothing to do, so I watch the two girls play chess."

Emperor Jingming glanced at the chessboard and said with a smile, "White seems to have the upper hand."

The Queen Mother glanced at Princess Fuqing and said, "The white chess piece belongs to Ah Quan, but Fourteen is not bad either. The two girls are evenly matched."

Princess Fourteen said hurriedly, "If Father had come a moment later, the black piece would have been completely defeated."

Princess Fuqing said calmly, "I am not as good as my fourteenth sister."

She had been blind for many years and her chess skills were no match for Fourteen, it was just that Fourteen had always been giving in.

Although she knew this clearly, she didn't point it out for fear of making Fourteen feel uncomfortable.

"Both are good." Emperor Jingming praised them a few times and said to the Queen Mother, "I have a happy event to tell you, Mother."

The Queen Mother raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled: "Uh, I wonder what the happy event is?"

"My son registered the seventh child under the queen's name."

The Queen Mother reached out and pressed the Buddhist beads on the kang table.

The Buddhist beads carved from agarwood are round and smooth, as if coated with grease.

The Queen Mother's smile remained unchanged, but her voice became heavier: "In that case, it's time to congratulate the Queen."