After being diagnosed by the imperial physician, it was determined that the Empress Dowager had fainted due to excessive excitement. She would be fine after resting for a while, and everyone should not worry.
The imperial physician's words instantly relieved the anxiety of those who had been on tenterhooks.
It's so good that the Empress Dowager is alright. They were just worried that something might have happened to her.
Jiang Jingyue was somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected that the imperial physician could determine how many children she was carrying by taking her pulse after only two months.
This was the first time Zhao Furong had heard a woman so happy that she was pregnant with the emperor's child.
She looked at Consort De with eyes full of schadenfreude, her smile almost reaching her ears.
However, seeing the Emperor showing concern and care for Jiang Jingyue, Zhao Furong still felt a little uneasy.
Looking at their current state, anyone with sense would have quietly walked away, but Zhao Furong simply refused.
He looked at the person in front of him and deliberately spoke.
"Your Majesty, it has now been confirmed that the child in Consort Jing's womb is indeed the imperial heir. As for Consort De and Noble Lady Zhang..."
Although Zhao Furong didn't finish her sentence, Mo Yuhan immediately understood and looked up at the two parties involved.
Consort De was so frightened that she immediately knelt down, and Consort Zhang was no exception. She was now filled with regret, wishing she hadn't agreed with Consort De's words, otherwise she wouldn't have gotten into any trouble.
But Consort Zhang also knew that it was too late to regret it now.
"Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me! I was deceived by others, which is why I believed that the child in Consort Jing's womb was not Your Majesty's. I beg Your Majesty to investigate!"
Consort De pleaded desperately, but Mo Yuhan didn't want to see the woman in front of him anymore, so he pointed at Consort De and immediately spoke.
"Consort De framed Consort Jing and almost murdered the imperial heir. Her crime is heinous and she deserves to be executed. However, considering her father's merits, I hereby order her to go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple today to pray for the prince. Consort Zhang will accompany her."
The first charge wasn't really a serious one; the most important thing was the following words, which made Consort De feel suffocated. What was even more difficult was that she had no way to refute them.
Consort Zhang initially thought it was none of her business, but when she heard the Emperor's next sentence, she completely broke down.
She can't go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple! She only saw what the Emperor looked like today, and she hasn't even felt his love yet. She has to spend her whole life in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Just thinking about this makes Consort Zhang feel like she's going crazy.
She immediately rushed to Mo Yuhan's side, raised her small face, tears welling in her eyes, and looked at Mo Yuhan pitifully.
She hoped that the emperor would take pity on her pitiful appearance and not let her go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
Unfortunately, Consort Zhang overestimated her own charm. Apart from having special feelings for Jiang Jingyue, Mo Yuhan found all other women annoying, even to the point of just glancing at them.
Therefore, in Mo Yuhan's eyes, Zhang Guiren looked particularly ugly, even though she was trying her best to pose while crying.
"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. I really didn't mean it. It was Consort De who misled me, which is why I acted this way. It's all Consort De's fault."
The blame was shifted entirely onto Consort De, which made Consort Zhang very happy. As long as the blame fell on Consort De, there was nothing for her to do.
Unfortunately, when Consort Zhang said this, Consort De immediately disagreed. Even if she wanted to go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple, she wanted someone to fold her back for her.
"Consort Zhang, you just said that if there was any misunderstanding about Consort Jing, we would go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple together. Are you going back on your word now?"
Consort Zhang was speechless when Consort De spoke to her like that; she had no desire to go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
Once she went to the Imperial Ancestral Temple, she would never be able to return in this lifetime. She had a lifetime ahead of her and didn't want to waste it there.
But now it seems there's no way around it. The Emperor hasn't made any indication, so she might really have no choice but to go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple this time.
At this moment, Consort De suddenly knelt down in front of Mo Yuhan, for some unknown reason.
"Your Majesty, I know that my crimes are heinous and I deserve to be executed. I voluntarily go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to pray for the prince and to ensure that he grows up healthy and safe."
With Consort De's words, Mo Yuhan nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand, and ordered Consort De to be taken away. As for Consort Zhang, she was to be dragged away as well.
She couldn't accept the fact that she had to go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple, so she kept crying and making a fuss about not wanting to go.
At this point, it wasn't that she didn't want to go; she had no choice but to go.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you can't treat your concubine like this! Your concubine doesn't want to go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Your Majesty!"
Even after being taken away, Zhang Guiren continued to howl without stopping for a moment, which made everyone feel uncomfortable.
"Su Changde, have someone gag her. What kind of behavior is this, making such a racket? What if she disturbs Consort Jing?"
Zhao Furong, standing next to her, was pinching her palm hard, until it was slightly bloody. It was clear how much force she was using to pinch it.
Mo Yuhan seemed to only notice her at this moment. The instant he saw Zhao Furong, he immediately spoke to her coldly.
"If the Imperial Noble Consort has nothing else to do, you may go back now. Consort Jing is pregnant and needs to rest."
Zhao Furong had no way to refute these words. She could only nod, slowly stand up, bow, and then take her leave.
After performing this series of actions, Zhao Furong didn't know how much effort she had to exert to restrain herself. If she hadn't been able to control herself, Zhao Furong felt that she might have been unable to resist rushing up and strangling Jiang Jingyue to death.
It's all because of that bitch Jiang Jingyue. If it weren't for her, she might still have gained a little bit of the Emperor's favor. Now she has nothing at all. The Emperor is completely captivated by the woman in front of him.
What's more, this woman is now pregnant. Thinking of the child, a bloodthirsty coldness flashed in Zhao Fu's eyes.
The child definitely cannot be kept. Otherwise, Consort Jing is already favored, and if she were to give birth to a prince, Zhao Furong had already considered the consequences.
Consort Jing will definitely become Empress, and her child will be the Crown Prince, thus completely suppressing her.
Thinking of this, Zhao Furong shook her head. This kind of thing must not be allowed to happen no matter what, so neither of the two children in Jiang Jingyue's belly should be kept.
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