Hearing Yan Fu calling her, Qiao Yu stopped and said impatiently:
"Your Majesty, is there anything else you haven't instructed me about?"
But this impatience was definitely not due to dissatisfaction with his new concubine. Even though he knew Yan Fu still asked persistently:
"Do you dislike my concubine Miao? If you say so, I will immediately banish her to the cold palace."
Her life was worthless in the eyes of men. They would keep it if it was useful and discard it if it was useless. But Miao Yu still stood there with an expression unchanged, without any foolish disbelief.
Qiao Yu frowned slightly, as if deliberately not understanding Yan Fu's meaning, just to irritate him.
When a person loses his mind due to anger, he will lose his sense of proportion and lose his direction.
"It is the emperor's right to choose who to marry, and I naturally have no right to interfere. However, I find it disgusting to see Concubine Miao's face nestled in the emperor's arms."
The woman dared to be so arrogant and presumptuous in front of the real Emperor Long. She almost said directly that if Miao Yu's face did not look somewhat similar to hers, she would not even feel disgusted.
Being able to accompany Long Ce was considered a disgusting thing in her eyes. It was really outrageous.
Queen Chen was so delighted to hear what Qiao Yu said. This woman is really big-breasted and brainless. She can act so recklessly in the harem because she relies on the emperor's love for her, and now she dares to despise the emperor.
But no matter how happy Chen Fuwei was in her heart, she still maintained the airs of a virtuous and generous queen:
"How dare the Imperial Concubine speak to the Emperor in this way? Even if you are unhappy about Sister Miao's favor, you can't speak nonsense like this and chill the Emperor's heart."
Surrounded by not only the concubines of the harem but also ministers of the former dynasty, Yan Fu clenched his fists. He did not want to lose face in front of everyone, so he scolded Chen Fuwei:
"I allow you to speak now!"
He stared at Chen Fuwei with a cold gaze and choked, feeling very aggrieved: "Your Majesty..."
However, even though she kept flirting with him for a long time, Yan Fu didn't even look at her. His eyes were all on that damn bitch Hua Yunlan.
Chen Fuwei had no choice but to glance at Miao Yu. Miao Yu, receiving her gaze, simply stepped forward and calmly pretended to comfort Qiao Yu:
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Noble Consort had absolutely no intention of disobeying Your Majesty. It was only because I offended the Imperial Noble Consort that she made the mistake..."
The more he talked, the colder Yan Fu's heart grew. He deliberately wiped away the tears from Miao Yu's eyes affectionately: "What does it have to do with you?"
The scene before her was a scene of love between a man and a woman, but Qiao Yu was in no mood to appreciate it. She bowed and was about to leave, with a fake smile:
"Your Majesty has truly accepted this magnanimous and sensible sister. I am not feeling well, so I will take my leave now."
Even though he knew that her claim of feeling unwell was just an excuse to evade him, Yan Fu still couldn't help but feel worried. However, when he thought of her indifferent look, he waved his hand impatiently in anger.
"Back off."
The funds allocated by the Ministry of Internal Affairs to Lanchao Palace in the following month were significantly lower than before. This was due to Chen Fuwei's deliberate instigation, Yan Fu's deliberate acquiescence, and Qiao Yu's agreement for the sake of strategy.
Otherwise, how could Yan Fu, who had been away from the capital for five years, and the "Queen" who had never held real power, really make Qiao Yu suffer in terms of expenses?
Today's lunch was vegetarian and not even greasy. Qiao Yu took a piece of bamboo shoots with chopsticks without changing his expression, but immediately spat it out as soon as it entered his mouth.
"Your Majesty! Yu'er, pass me the water!" Zhu'er hurriedly handed the basin to Qiao Yu. Seeing Qiao Yu retching, she felt bad. "Those slaves in the imperial kitchen really think they're not afraid of death. They even dare to feed Your Majesty something rotten!"
Of course it couldn't be rotten. Qiao Yu came to his senses and quickly grabbed Zhu'er:
"Let Doctor Du come."
Zhu'er didn't notice anything wrong, as her young lady had always trusted Doctor Du.
Before waiting for the imperial physician to arrive, Qiao Yu closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, asking 404 what was wrong. Sure enough, her uneasiness was right.
That was something she shouldn't have been careless about. Her health was so poor and her periods had always been irregular, so she didn't take contraception seriously when she was in the Su Mansion.
This child came at the wrong time...
Qiao Yu caressed the unborn baby in her belly, thinking about what to do next.
After taking Qiao Yu's pulse, Doctor Du looked flustered and glanced at Qiao Yu hurriedly.
Qiao Yu immediately understood what the other party meant. Although no one in the room dared to tell anyone about their affairs, it was still better to be cautious. So he called out all the palace maids except Zhu'er.
"Tell me, I know what's going on."
Seeing this, Du Ziyi wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and said, "Your Majesty is already a month pregnant...but..."
After saying this, the expression of the woman who stepped on him did not change much. It was obvious that she had guessed something. As a servant, he should not ask too much. As Yun Jue's husband, he had to risk his life to ask his wife what his elder sister thought.
"Your Highness, do you know about this? Your Majesty, please make a plan for this child. No matter what happens, I will do my best to help Your Majesty."
Du Ziyi only knew that Qiao Yu had a complicated relationship with the Prince Regent, and the Emperor hadn't been to the Lanchao Palace for a long time, so he automatically assumed that the child was the Prince Regent's.
Qiao Yu did not intend to explain anything. The child in her belly could only be the emperor's:
"My body...can this child be saved?"
The room was completely silent. Du Ziyi was silent for a long time before he said, "Even if we try our best, the child can only be kept alive until July at most. I hope Your Majesty can make plans sooner."
When Qiao Yu heard that the baby in her belly could only live to seven months, she felt a little empty in her heart. After all, this was her first real pregnancy.
That's right, how could a wicked person like her have any blessings?
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