Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

Chapter 197 Lemon Essence

"How many months do you think Concubine Yi's belly is?"

"I saw my eldest sister pregnant, and it was only three or four months."

"The Emperor has been away for over five months, and the baby in her belly is only three or four months old. Do you think this can be the Emperor's child?"

"Then who knows?"

"Anyway, none of the sisters in our harem are pregnant. Who knows how she got pregnant?"

"Do you think the officials of the previous dynasty knew about this?"

"I guess I do know. Didn't the news we received also come from the previous dynasty?"

"That's true, then why hasn't anyone impeached her?"

"My father is the prime minister, acting on behalf of the emperor. I am the emperor's favorite concubine and hold the imperial seal. Who dares to impeach me?"

"I don't know what they're thinking. If they give birth to a civet cat after the melon is ripe, how will we explain this to the Emperor?"

"How could it be? If they did this, they would definitely find someone who looks like the emperor to borrow his seed. How could they be so careless?"

"That's true. How could the Prime Minister's daughter fall in love with a groom?"

Two women were chatting and laughing in the imperial garden, and the palace maids beside them were secretly covering their mouths to hold back their laughter.

There have been all kinds of rumors in the palace and the capital these days, and all kinds of rumors are spreading everywhere.

Fortunately, Zhongli Yuan didn't care much about those rumors, otherwise he would have been so angry about those unpleasant words that his fetus would have become unstable.

"Oh, you two sisters, how many sour fruits have you eaten? I can smell the sour smell from so far away."

The two were talking excitedly when they suddenly heard a cold voice saying something completely different from the voice.

The two men looked up and saluted immediately, the mocking, sarcastic and jealous expressions on their faces frozen.

For a moment I didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Greetings, Sister Xuefei. Greetings, Sister Xuefei!"

Wu Ma Luoxue walked to the pavilion where the two of them were with a slender and graceful figure and sat down without any hesitation.

"What did you two sisters say just now? You sound so happy. Let me hear it too."

The two of them twirled their handkerchiefs awkwardly, looking at each other and neither of them dared to talk about the previous topic again.

"Sister Xuefei, your skin looks even more supple and smoother. Do you have any secret recipe? I wonder if you could share it with me."

Wu Ma Luoxue's hand, wearing exquisite armor, gently touched the fair face twice.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was just right, but it gave people an extremely cold feeling.

"My two sisters, you should know that appearance is determined by the heart. A gossipy woman who can't stand others' happiness and gossips behind their backs, even if she uses the best things, will only look like that. I'm afraid she will never be liked by her husband in her lifetime."

Both of them looked unhappy, but they had to endure it because the other party's status was several levels higher than theirs.

Ever since the news of Concubine Yi's pregnancy came out, Concubine Xue, who had always lived in seclusion, often went to the Yangxin Palace.

If they said that it was to take good care of the emperor's offspring while he was away so that they could gain the emperor's favor when he returned, they would never believe it.

When the emperor was in the palace, Concubine Xue rarely came forward and was not summoned by the emperor many times. It didn't seem like she did it for the emperor's sake.

If it was for Concubine Yi, Concubine Yi hardly ever left the house when she was at home.

Even the noble ladies in the capital had never seen Concubine Yi, let alone Concubine Xue who was far away in southern Xinjiang.

They couldn't figure out why, but what they knew was that Concubine Xue was on Concubine Yi's side.

Whenever someone was heard spreading rumors or saying something unpleasant, Xue Fei would reprimand them.

In serious cases, the offender may even be punished by being forced to kneel.

What’s worse, some people start to feel unwell after returning home, either with a rash or a fever.

Considering that Xue Fei was born in southern Xinjiang and was a princess of southern Xinjiang, it is not surprising that she knows some witchcraft.

Therefore, the concubines in the palace no longer dared to talk about the baby in Concubine Yi's belly in public.

He was afraid of being caught by Concubine Xue and getting into trouble.

"Haha, we naturally can't compare to my sister's natural beauty."

"Don't change the subject. What were you talking about just now? Tell me about it."

"Nothing, we were just discussing the pattern on the handkerchief."

"Really? What kind of thing would have to do with the Prime Minister's daughter?"

"What does this have to do with the Emperor's child?"

The two of them looked even uglier, and their lips turned slightly pale.

They also knew Concubine Xue's methods, and she only brought a trusted maid with her when she spoke in the Imperial Garden.

This was to prevent others from hearing and informing Concubine Xue.

I didn't expect that everything I said was heard by Concubine Xue without checking. What bad luck.

"Come here, slap me in the face for daring to speak ill of the Emperor and his high-ranking concubines. When the Emperor returns victorious, I will file a complaint with him."

The people around Wu Ma Luoxue now are all selected by herself and are very loyal to her.

After hearing what Wu Ma Luoxue said, he stepped forward and slapped the two concubines several times.

The slap made their carefully maintained cheeks red and swollen.

"Those two servants didn't remind their master of his words and deeds, and even dared to mock the concubines. Their crimes are so heinous that they should be dragged out and each given thirty lashes."

"No! Madam Xue Fei, we are just servants and we can't control what the master says!"

"Empress Xue Fei, please spare us! Thirty strokes of the cane will kill us."

A concubine who was slapped in the face wanted to step forward to plead for the maid she brought from home, but was pulled back by another concubine.

After thinking it over carefully, she stopped thinking about asking for mercy. She could hardly protect herself and was really powerless.

"I will watch over you. These two outspoken people will kneel here for two hours. Not even a quarter of an hour less."

"Yes!"

After giving the order, Wu Ma Luoxue did not stay any longer and got up and left.

In the Yangxin Palace, Zhongli Yuan was holding the secret letter that Leng Qingyi had asked Leng Liu to send back.

The letter detailed the details of the last two battles, the treatment of the royal family and officials of Beidong, and the fact that the fifth prince of Nanqiu, Lu Jinmin, provided gunpowder to Beidong.

Let Zhongli Yuan first think about who is suitable to take over Beidong, and how to deal with Nanqiu's fifth prince Lu Jinmin.

Southern Autumn is not as easy to attack as Northern Winter.

Beidong's culture is backward, and the soldiers rely only on their brute force, and there are relatively few people with good brains.

Nanqiu is different. Nanqiu’s heritage is deeper than Dongxia’s.

There are many people with good brains, and Nanqiu has a developed business, so there is plenty of money and food.

I also learned that Nan Qiu had developed gunpowder, a weapon with extremely high damage.

It is not a wise move to fight against Nan Qiu after just fighting with Bei Dong.

After reading the contents of the letter, Zhongli Yuan gently stroked his bulging belly.

In the past, whenever he met someone, he would deliberately use a chest binder to tighten his stomach.

Now that there are no outsiders in the palace, he naturally won't let the child in his belly suffer anymore.

After removing the restraints, his belly is now the size of an average pregnant woman in her sixth or seventh month.

He also deeply felt the difficulty of women's ten months of pregnancy. Now that it is only more than five months, he feels a little uncomfortable.

I dare not imagine how much pain A Leng would have to endure if she gave birth to a child for him.

Fortunately, he was the one who bore all of this.