Jing Li thought that his relationship with the little emperor was not that good, and it was not worth the current emperor shedding a few tears after thinking that he was seriously ill.
The only possibility was that the young emperor was worried that Qin Zhao would vent his anger on him and was frightened.
"So what did you do to him before?" Jing Li asked him.
He was scared to tears over such a small thing. What kind of terrifying image does Qin Zhao have in the little emperor's mind?
Qin Zhao didn't bother to pay attention to his teasing and led the person to the front hall.
Fortunately, the current emperor still had some dignity and didn't cry in front of a bunch of outsiders. Instead, he took Xiao Yue and Yu Zi and hid secretly in the inner room. As for the other imperial doctors, they were all waiting in the front hall, which was packed.
Qin Zhao and Jing Li entered from the back, and as soon as they walked through the door, the little fish rushed over to them.
"Daddy, woooooo!"
The little fish hugged Jing Li's legs tightly, tears falling like beads, and soon soaked Jing Li's clothes.
Jing Li had been teasing Qin Zhao about these people making a big deal out of nothing, but when he saw his son crying so miserably, he felt heartbroken. He squatted down and wiped his tears, "Fish, Daddy is not sick, don't cry."
"Woo... Daddy, eh?" The little fish cub hiccuped and then realized what his daddy was saying.
He sobbed and asked, "Isn't Daddy sick?"
"Of course not. Who told you that your father was sick?"
Tears welled up in the little fish, and he immediately pointed at Qi Xuan behind him, his voice a little aggrieved: "Your Majesty said so."
Jing Li looked up.
Qi Xuan was no longer crying, but the tip of his nose was still red and his eyelashes were a little wet. When his name was called, he stood up awkwardly: "I..."
From the moment he saw Qin Zhao walking out with Jing Li, he had already guessed that this was a misunderstanding. The current emperor's eyes wandered around, not daring to look at Jing Li or Qin Zhao, and finally settled on Xiao Yue beside him: "My dear Xiao told me!"
Xiao Yue: “?”
Xiao Yue was suddenly hit by a cauldron, and for a moment he didn't react. He subconsciously pointed at Qin Zhao: "It was Qin Zhao who said that his husband was not feeling well!"
"Being unwell means you are seriously ill?" Qin Zhao asked calmly.
“…” Xiao Yue was speechless.
God is my witness. He saw Qin Zhao checking the pulse of his beloved husband in front of the palace gate, and then carrying him away with a serious look on his face. Anyone would think that he had diagnosed some serious illness.
Moreover, he only reported the matter truthfully to the young emperor. As soon as the young emperor heard that Qin Zhao had taken Jing Li away, he was worried and sent someone to summon the imperial physician.
Now that things have turned out like this, it's not his place to take the blame, right?
Xiao Yue wanted to explain, but someone tugged at his sleeve from behind. Turning around, he saw the little emperor's nose was red and his eyes were innocent.
Xiao Yue: “…”
Xiao Yue: "Okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have made a fuss about it. I'm sorry."
Qi Xuan quickly tried to save his face: "Xiao Qing means well, so Lord Qin shouldn't blame him. But since the imperial physicians have been summoned, should we let them treat Xiao Li?"
"That's not necessary," Qin Zhao said. "I've already checked my husband's pulse, and there's nothing wrong with his health. Thank you, Your Majesty, and General Xiao for your concern."
Jing Li's pulse was different from that of an ordinary person, so even if the imperial physician examined her, they couldn't diagnose anything. Furthermore, Qin Zhao didn't intend to disclose the news of his pregnancy so early, to avoid causing further trouble.
Qi Xuan said "Oh" and asked, "Then, then should I let them go?"
Qin Zhao thought for a moment, then turned his head to ask Jing Li's opinion: "It's really unfair to have all the doctors make such a wasted trip. How about giving each of them five taels of silver?"
Jing Li: “…”
Jing Li knew that Qin Zhao certainly didn't feel guilty about anything. It was obvious that he had just learned of the good news and was very happy.
But... this requires five taels of silver per person, which is not even enough for Qin Zhao's monthly salary.
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