Noticing Zhao Wanxi's surprised look, she thought that she was afraid that Ouyang Huajing would rob her of her beloved in the future. She could not help saying with relief, "don't worry, madam. The most important position in your Majesty's heart is yours."

Zhao Wanxi replied carelessly.

As she sat back in her seat, she did not have the heart to arrange any more flowers. She suddenly got up and said, "Joan, please dress up for the palace."

"Princess Li's sister is pregnant. How can I go to see her?"

Zhao Wanxi said so without hesitation.

As a queen, such a big news, in order to avoid criticism from others, must be the first to congratulate.

Soon she was dressed up. Accompanied by Joan, Zhao Wanxi set out for Changjing palace.

At the same time, she couldn't help thinking.

It's not Leng junao who lives with Ouyang Huajing, so this child must not be his. It's not royal blood, but he has the title of royal blood

If someone finds out

The more I think about it, the more I fear it.

Leng junao will never let this child survive! If the guess is good, the child should be an accident.

From the beginning, his existence was a coincidence, a mistake.

Zhao Wanxi kept her pace at a constant speed, but she was faster than usual. We have arrived at the gate of Changjing palace, which used to be relatively desolate, but now there are many maids on duty.

Without squinting, she went in.

Changjing palace is more lively than ever. This is the power of heirs.

Zhao Wanxi folded her hands in front of her chest. The door of her bedroom was half open. When she opened the door, someone just announced to her that "the empress has arrived --"

the sound of opening the door, saluting, footsteps, and announcing were perfectly integrated. In the voice of layers, Ouyang Huajing half lies on the bed and looks to the door.

Zhao Wanxi has a dignified manner. Every step is enough to make people admire her.

Ouyang Huajing unconsciously put her hand on her belly.

Zhao Wanxi forgives the etiquette of the people around her and arrives at the couch. As soon as Ouyang Huajing saw her, she struggled to get up and salute, "my concubine to the queen..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Wanxi held her down with a smile and a soft force that could not be refused. She said in a soft voice, "my sister is a person with a body now, so you don't have to give such a big gift, otherwise our Palace won't die?"

She doesn't want to lose a reputation for jealousy.

Ouyang Huajing had to lie down.

"I heard that my younger sister is pregnant, and this is a happy face in my palace. I can't even take care of food. I want to come and see if my younger sister's baby is still well."

Zhao Wanxi picked up Ouyang Huajing's hand on her belly and held it tightly. The corner of her eye was a ray of joy.

Ouyang Huajing looks at her closely, not knowing the truth of this sentence.

But when she looked down and touched her belly, her eyes softened a lot. She laughed, "yes, it's really a happy thing. He's the only one left for me and the emperor."

That's a show off.

Zhao Wanxi's face did not change, but she let go of her hands. She looked around and thought, "my sister has been poisoned recently. It's time for her body to be weak. She needs to take good care of her body."

"There are many precious medicinal materials in Qionghua palace. They are all great tonics. Let someone bring them to you later."

She gave orders one by one.