Madam is a Superstar

"Mom, how are you feeling now? Are you okay?"

Yuan'er forced herself to calm down. In fact, she was more panicked than anyone else. After all, she was still an inexperienced little girl.

What I usually learned from the medical nun was just talk on paper, so it was understandable that I would be at a loss.

"It hurts from time to time, it's okay, it's a normal reaction."

Song Qing was unexpectedly calm, looking at the dots of confusion on the top of the bed curtain. She had imagined countless times what would happen on the day she made the rice dumplings.

Dudu never thought that his amniotic water would break while he was sleeping. Thinking about all the preparations he and Nangong Yu had made in the past few days to return to another world,

I couldn't tell how I felt when I touched my bulging belly with my hand. I really agreed to what I said and my plan couldn't keep up with the change.

"Don't be afraid, Madam. Emperor Ying will bring the doctor and midwife here soon. The Emperor will definitely rush back from the court when he knows that you are about to give birth."

Yuan'er breathed a sigh of relief temporarily and comforted Song Qing. Her hands were not idle, and she adjusted her mother-in-law's posture according to the doctor's usual instructions.

This will prevent too much amniotic fluid from leaking out, but if you look closely, you can still notice that the little girl's hands are shaking slightly.

"Well, I'm not afraid."

Not only was Song Qing funny, she also moved her face, and she moved her body slightly in coordination with the little girl.

I wanted to say that there was no need to inform Nangong Yu. After all, the morning court was not over yet at this hour.

She would probably be in pain for a while and she wouldn't be able to give birth so quickly, but considering the ghostly speed of Emperor Ying,

Maybe he had already left the harem and rushed to Qinzheng Hall, so he took back what he was about to say.

The doctor and the midwife Wen arrived quickly.

Also coming with us from the Imperial Hospital were a group of imperial doctors carrying medicine boxes.

I was afraid that something might go wrong during the birth of the Queen, but it only took half a cup of tea.

The huge front yard of Fengming Palace was crowded with people, but fortunately it was spacious enough so that it wouldn’t be a mess.

Although everyone was anxious, they looked eagerly at the finished delivery room.

But they spoke in a tacit understanding and lowered their voices. From a glance, everything seemed to be going on in an orderly manner.

The doctor girl and Wen Po ordered the palace staff to prepare the delivery room for delivery, and ordered people to rush to the imperial kitchen to deliver nourishing food to Song Qing.

Song Qing was so painful that a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. Although he had no appetite at all, he still didn't know when the rice dumplings would come out.

When I was scared, I didn't have the energy, so I still managed to rinse my mouth briefly and eat some while Yuan'er was waiting on me.

"Little Qingqing!"

"Bad girl." "Girl."

The Queen Mother and Grandpa Song and Grandma Song arrived one after another. The Queen Mother and Grandma Song helped each other into the delivery room to greet each other.

Grandpa Song could only stand outside and watch from a distance, holding the cigarette pole tightly behind his back.

Tell me, why did this fine girl end up giving birth prematurely? What if... Oh! !

Grandpa Song sighed heavily in his heart and did not dare to think about the worst. He only hoped that his granddaughter could give birth to the child safely.

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In the court room,

Halfway through the morning session, news spread across the border that the army had been victorious in many battles and was advancing all the way to the territory of Dongchen.

All the civil and military officials were beaming with joy, and their voices were louder because of their joy.

"Your Majesty, in my opinion, when my next batch of gunpowder and food arrives at the border, General Yuwen will definitely be able to lead his army to Dongchen Kyoto and capture Murong's traitor in one fell swoop!"

"What Lord You said is that this time, thanks to the Emperor's wisdom..."

"Dongchen is already dying..."

The ministers said one sentence after another, and it was true that they were happy and flattering.

Although Nangong Yu, who was sitting on the dragon chair, didn't remember half of his words, he still interrupted.

It is also something that deserves to be enjoyed by both the king and his ministers, so there is no need to spoil the fun at this time.

"emperor."

The ghostly figure of Emperor Ying suddenly appeared next to the dragon chair, dressed like an assassin in black attire.

The court hall, where Ben was talking constantly, fell into a deathly silence that could hear a needle drop.

So much so that for the row of guards outside the Qinzheng Hall, the sound of the swords being unsheathed on their waists was particularly clear.

Nangong Yu raised his hand, and the guard chief who rushed in first nodded and retreated silently.

At the same time, Di Ying's slender figure lowered his voice and explained his intention.

"What!?"

Nangong Yu suddenly stood up from the dragon chair, regardless of the fact that all the civil and military officials looked at him with shocked eyes as he strode away.

The black dragon robe disappeared behind the screen in an instant, and Emperor Ying also left with him, leaving only a group of ministers who looked at me and looked at you.

"This this……?"

"this……"

No one understood what happened. Nangong Ze and Nangong Yu looked at each other and both looked at Dehong, who was a step late and had not had time to leave.

Only then did Eunuch De come back to his senses from the shock. He swept the fly whisk with his arm and made an ouch.

"Ministers, please leave first. Please leave first. The Queen is about to give birth. Please leave first!"

Saying that, he hurriedly followed the footsteps of the emperor. Tell me, tell me, why are you ahead of schedule?

Although Dehong knew everything about the emperor and empress, it was still too early to do so even one day in advance.

As soon as Mr. De left, the huge Qinzheng Palace was in an uproar.

"The queen is giving birth? This, this month is wrong. There is still more than a month..."

The minister who was speaking stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, and the joy on his face that had not faded due to the good news from the border disappeared in an instant.

"How could this be so? What should we do..." Some ministers were puzzled.

"Well, I heard that the queen's fetus was in an abnormal position, and the imperial doctor had already concluded that the queen's pregnancy would most likely be premature." A minister said.

"But there are still nearly two months left, this, this..." The minister's heart started to beat hard as he counted the days carefully.

Looking at the other colleagues standing in the main hall, they all had solemn expressions and were whispering worriedly.

Having heard that the Queen's pregnancy was likely to be premature, the ministers were worried.

If nothing else, the emperor’s heir in the queen’s womb will be the emperor’s first child.

If he is a prince, he is the eldest son of the emperor. If he is a princess, he is the eldest princess. The meaning is unusual and should be taken seriously.

Furthermore, the emperor only had the queen in his harem, and that day in the military camp he made a confession that he would not have any more concubines in the future.

The ministers are naturally looking forward to the safe birth of the emperor's heir. It is best for the queen to give birth to two or three children at a time.

If they continue to conceive a few more children in this way, they will not have to worry about the number of heirs for the future emperor.

What the emperor said that day in the military camp:

Although no one among the ministers dared to raise any rebuttal, most of them were disapproving and unwilling.

Although the heirs of the princes are also of royal blood, they cannot compete with the emperor's heirs. This rule has not existed in the past dynasties.

They weren't stupid either. How could they not understand the concubine's intention of asking the emperor in public on the day the army set out for the expedition?

Not to mention that the current court is not suitable for internal fighting, just talking about the emperor and the two princes,

They were more willing to believe in the emperor's ability to govern the country, even though the emperor's methods were a bit cruel once or twice.

But when I think about it afterwards, it seems that some things require a king to be decisive and ruthless.