C187 Pregnancy

The guard who was dressed up as Lin Mu, was staring at Ye Wenfu with a gloomy expression. He did not miss the words that the old man, Ye Wenfu, shouted about execution.

He clearly knew that if he took the imperial edict, it would ensure the safety of the princess, but this old man was still stubborn in his decision. Since that was the case, then he couldn't blame the king for being merciless.

Lin Mu expressionlessly read the imperial edict in his hand.

"With the blessing of the heavens, the emperor decreed that we would wake up from our coma and receive judgement from our three heads. We have already ordered our men to find out the truth, so our verdict is invalid. Xie Clan's Qingqing, acquitted. "

Xie Qingrong's face remained calm, as though she knew this would happen, and with complete confidence, she stood up from the execution platform.

"Esteemed wangfei, the emperor has announced that you are going to the imperial study. There's something you need to discuss with him." Lin Mu respectfully said to Xie Qingrong.

Xie Qingrong nodded, but before she left, she stared at Ye Wenfu like she was looking at an ant, and said indifferently: "Prime Minister Ye, everything is over now."

With that, she did not give Ye Wenfu any chance to question her, and followed Lin Mu up the horse, heading towards the palace.

Ye Wenfu sat dejectedly on the execution platform, his face pale white, the stormy waves in his heart sweeping over, stimulating his weak mental state which was about to weaken.

This time, the Ye Family, along with all the forces behind them, would probably be uprooted.

He no longer had any shame to the ancestors of the Ye family.

Imperial palace, royal study.

Xuanyuan Mingcheng was wearing a Dragon Mark Cloud Robe, and the past half year of torture had caused his body to become thinner and thinner, his handsome face had lost a bit of dignity, and gained a bit of a weak look.

In his hand, he held the green spring that Fu Quan had just brewed, and a faint aroma of tea overflowed from the cover of the tea.

He seemed to see a figure approaching through the dense steam.

Xie Qingrong didn't even have time to change into her dirty prison uniform before she rushed to the royal study to see His Majesty.

Xuanyuan Mingcheng's hand that was holding the teacup trembled slightly, but went to hide it very well. Without batting an eyelid, he placed the teacup on the table, coughed, and said clearly: "Little Xie, come and sit over here with us."

Hearing this, Xie Qingrong obediently sat beside Xuanyuan Mingcheng. On her right hand was the extremely warm Jade Gear Spring that was within reach.

Without any hesitation, he took the teacup and held it in his hand.

Xuanyuan Mingcheng laughed: "Among all the young mistresses in the capital, none have ever liked drinking tea like you do."

Xie Qingrong raised her eyebrows, a smile leaking out between her brows, but did not explain any further.

There was a reason why she was so fond of tea.

The instructor who taught her how to kill others back then was also a tea artist.

He had once told her that the hostility in her body was too strong. After drinking some tea, she would be able to suppress it and recuperate.

Since then, she had gotten used to tea.

Xuanyuan Mingcheng did not wait for Xie Qingrong's reply, he was also not angry, and his thoughts drifted further and further away, as he said nostalgically: "You and your mother really look like each other."

Xie Qingrong's hand that was holding the teacup trembled slightly, and she was startled. Then, she looked at Xuanyuan Mingcheng suspiciously, and asked: "Your majesty knows this son's mother?"

"Little Xie, you don't need to pretend that you know nothing." Xuanyuan Mingcheng laughed, "Xie Jing and I are sworn brothers, and I am very happy that Xie Jing's daughter wishes to marry our Chen Er, even if you are not Xie Jing's biological daughter."

Xie Qingrong's hand that was holding the teacup loosened all of a sudden, as if she couldn't believe what she had just heard.

Actually, she had already been suspicious about this matter for a long time.

Ever since she had arrived at the general's manor, she had realized that there were simply too many hidden pillars that were keeping an eye on the powers within the manor and the people that were hiding within them. Thus, she had started to doubt her identity.

However, the profound mechanism had yet to receive any information regarding her identity. Furthermore, everyone in the capital had said that she was the bane of the heavens, and that she was the bane of her dead mother and sister.

Seeing that Xie Qingrong was at a loss for words, Xuanyuan Mingcheng kindly ruffled her hair and comforted her: "Your mother was a very gentle person. If not for her saving me back then, I'm afraid that Ling Long and I would be fated to be together."

Back then, he was extremely grateful to Shang Huaiyue.

Regarding the reason why Xie Jing married Shang Huaiyue, it was with selfish intent as well.

However, all of this had already passed too long. It was so long that if he did not mention it, he would be forgotten in the ocean of time.

"All of my memories of my mother came from the records in those records. Other than that, there was nothing else." Xie Qingrong said indifferently, "The reason the emperor and this son mentioned this son's mother today, surely isn't just to reminisce about this son's mother's kindness."

Xuanyuan Mingcheng gave a rare gentle smile, but it was as if he had thought of something, and suppressed the smile on his face. "Your mother has always been a great benefactor to us."

Xie Qingrong obediently sat beside Xuanyuan Mingcheng, listening to her story of how he was buried for a long time, yet there was nothing she could do about it.

Eleven years in the Heaven realm, Linglong Hall.

Zhangsun Linglong's hands trembled as she hugged the embroidered bed. Her face was pale white and she was sweating profusely as she bit her lips to prevent herself from groaning in pain.

Her husband, her God, had not come yet, and she could not show any weakness in front of outsiders.

It wasn't until the Emperor Xuanyuan arrived in the morning from the Dry Clear Palace that he hurried over, dressed in a dragon robe. Zhangsun Linglong held onto her soft white blanket in one hand and used the other to touch his lips, preventing her from biting into it.

Yet there were deep teeth marks on his lips.

Emperor Xuanyuan shouted Zhangsun Linglong's name in heartache: "Linglong, Linglong, Linglong."

One word after another, filled with deep emotion.

Zhangsun Linglong slowly woke up from the great pain and when she saw the figure that she was extremely familiar with, the corner of her lips curled and tears that had yet to fall from her eyes as she cried in grievance, "Your Highness, I'm in pain."

Emperor Xuanyuan's heart ached, his eyes were red.

Ever since he ascended to the throne, Linglong had never called him over with such sincerity.

For a moment, he thought that he and Linglong were still in the Crown Prince's Palace. At that time, he was Crown Prince, and Linglong was Crown Prince's first wife.

A husband and wife, love and love without a doubt.

Lacquer, honey oil.

When his memory became hazy, he was woken up by Linglong's painful cry. He went forward and scooped Linglong up from the cup, pulled her into his arms, and shouted at his personal eunuch, Fu Quan, "Quickly, Imperial Physician Xuan."

Being yelled at by the Emperor Xuanyuan, only then did Fu Quan manage to react and run to the Grand Hospital.

Emperor Xuanyuan hugged Zhangsun Linglong tightly. Zhangsun Linglong trembled in his embrace from the pain, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead drop by drop.

He did not know what had happened to Linglong, but he silently prayed for her to be alright.

A moment later, the imperial physician rushed to Linglong Hall, out of breath.

After checking Queen Zhangsun's pulse, the imperial physician knelt on the ground, kowtowing and admitting her mistake, "Your Majesty, this subject is truly powerless. "The empress was already a month pregnant, but her pulse was weak. She had lost both her energy and her internal injuries, and was afraid that her life might be in danger."