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Without a word from the emperor, none of the imperial concubines dared to act rashly. However, the empress had a virtuous look on her face as she asked with concern, "Does the emperor want to see Yun Xu?" Xuanyuan Wentian slightly nodded his head, but just as he was about to enter the inner chamber, he suddenly called out to me.

I was in a daze, and beside me, Suyi nudged me lightly with her elbow. Only then did he come back to his senses. He smiled at her to show his gratitude. He hurriedly took a step forward and said, "Your majesty."

"Follow me and the Queen in to see Yun Xu." I curtsied and followed him into bed. His concubine's voice came from behind him. He could barely hear her, but he couldn't make out what she was saying.

Naturally, I wasn't in the mood to clarify their thoughts. He just could not understand why he could not see the shadow of the Imperial Noble Consort at this moment.

As for the other three Imperial Concubines of the Madame Zhen, they were not allowed to enter as well.

The smell of blood in the inner chamber became stronger, and I endured the acid from the stomach wound with a sorrowful look on my face. That little girl, due to her premature birth, became even thinner. Her originally chubby little hands became as thin as bamboo, and anyone who saw her would feel their heart ache.

I don't know why, but I keep feeling that the Noble Consort Mian's fragrance of marriage is very cold. It was uncomfortable, especially on such a sad night.

"Yun Xu's appearance is extremely similar to the Emperor's." The Empress smiled as she caressed the eleventh prince's face. I think that Xuanyuan's heart is hurting as though it's being cut by a knife. The hand he's holding Yun Xu with is trembling slightly.

Noble Consort Mianshou, who was on the bed, had long been unable to say a single word other than tears. Originally, her mother had relied on her son's great prospects, but unexpectedly, the heavens had played tricks on her.

The Queen seemed to see the despair and unwillingness in the Noble Consort Mian's eyes, and said coldly: "Liu Tian Tian, your body has never been well, and you almost became a child as well. Now that he has given birth to Yun Xu, he needs to take a better look at and recuperate. "

It would be better if the Queen didn't say anything, because the Noble Consort Mianshou could only grind her teeth in hatred when she heard this, "Thank you for your concern, Empress." She spat out these words with a faint trace of anger and resentment.

Xuanyuan Wentian had not heard her, he only focused on hugging Yun Xu, not wanting to say anything more. However, the empress, Noble Consort Mianshou, and I were well aware that the last time I almost gave birth to a child was a scheme by Noble Consort Mianshou and Ya Bei to collude with me and frame me.

And this womb was clearly very stable. "Being born prematurely today probably isn't that simple." It's getting late, and the emperor still has to go to court early, if not … The empress said with concern, "If not, it would be better for the emperor to return to the palace to rest for a while!"

Then, Xuanyuan finally thought of something and said to me, "Qing'er, tell everyone else to kneel down and rest. You've also been tormenting yourself for an entire night, and now you're tired." I bent my knees and silently withdrew.

After informing the concubines of Xuanyuan's decree, I wanted to go back to my room and wait for Xuanyuan's orders. Qing Yu was holding a golden bag, adding spices to the golden incense burner that was filled with flowers.

I took a step forward and asked, "Is this the Joyous Union Fragrance?" Qing Yu nodded. "Returning to the Young Mistress is actually a joyous smell bestowed to the Empress by the Emperor." I gently picked up the brocade sack and put it under my nose to sniff. I couldn't help but feel a little panicked, but my face remained calm. "It really is fragrant."

It just so happened that Qingyu called Qingyu to lead the way for the newly selected wet nurse. Qingyu had no time to spare, so she quickly placed the spices on the table and left. I picked up the gold spoon and scooped up some of the remaining spices. He wrapped it in a golden silk handkerchief and put it into his pocket, then poured in the spice that he had just made.