Chapter 207 Your Majesty, Please Respect Yourself (12)

No need, she just accidentally choked on her saliva when she opened her mouth to speak. In addition to being too weak, he coughed non-stop.

If this is diagnosed by the imperial physician.

That's not a shame.

Fu Yue hurriedly grabbed the corner of Yan Qi's clothes, her cherry lips parted: "No need, I'm fine."

"I'm not worried."

Saying that, the slender and beautiful man hugged her and walked towards Tai Hospital.

Fu Yue: "..."

Her opinion was ruthlessly ignored.

Even System 677 was secretly calling her: [Host, are you okay, it's not because you're too involved in the drama, you're out of breath, right? ? 】

Fu Yue secretly rolled her eyes.

"Shut up, I'm choking!"

System 677: […]

Well, it really is thinking too much.

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To the hospital too.

It was Yan Qi who opened the door and came in.

All the imperial doctors were so frightened that their beards turned up, the medicinal materials in their hands were knocked over, and they scrambled to rush to Yan Qi.

Seeing the woman in the emperor's arms.

Every eyeball of the imperial physician almost popped out.

Live...female.

That's right, this extremely young emperor has never taken in a concubine. He is diligent in state affairs and has few desires to a certain extent. This also made all the ministers feel sad.

Their majesty is astonishingly talented.

It won't be the last time...

Although Yan Qi is young, he is not constrained by the court ministers at all, and his handling of matters is iron-blooded and decisive.

So no one forced him at all.

Later, all the ministers became Buddhas.

If you really don't like women, then that man is fine too.

Your Majesty must at least have a companion!

Now, after seeing Fu Yue, these imperial doctors froze in place, looking at each other in disbelief.

It was the emperor who lowered his stunning eyebrows and said with a flick of his sleeves, "What are you all doing there?"

Two imperial physicians trotted over.

Gently placing Fu Yue on the soft couch beside her, Yan Qi stood aside with her hands behind her back, and then waved her hands.

Signal the imperial physician to come forward and make a diagnosis.

Fu Yue's expression throughout the process: →_→

Through a layer of handkerchief, I felt the pulse.

The imperial doctor's face froze for an instant, almost showing shock. He looked at Fu Yue's face, and then turned into uncontrollable joy.

He quickly knelt down.

An old face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Congratulations, Your Majesty, your pulse is like a beading... This is a happy pulse!"

moment.

All the people in the imperial hospital knelt down, their brows were beaming with joy, and they said in unison: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Congratulations, Empress!"

Fu Yue's face froze instantly.

happy pulse? Pregnant?

fart!

She is a big girl with yellow flowers, and she is pregnant with a ghost!

Fu Yue raised her head and looked at Yan Qi who was standing beside her almost instantly.

no doubt.

The emperor's stunning eyebrows have completely sunk, and he stared at Fu Yue quietly, black jade-like pupils almost overflowing.

"..."

In an instant, there was silence in the hospital.

All the imperial physicians looked at each other in blank dismay, and felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, sweat was almost protruding from their foreheads.

Someone secretly looked at Yan Qi.

But dare not make a sound.

"Happy pulse?"

The man opened and closed his thin lips and asked softly.

The imperial doctor said tremblingly: "Return to Your Majesty, it is indeed a happy pulse."

Yan Qi was silent for a long time, then opened his lips and said, "You all go down first."

All the imperial physicians fled away like the rest of their lives.

Some people are still thinking about it.

Why does His Majesty have such a strange expression, as if... caught his wife Hong Xing out of the wall?

Wait, Ximai?