Chapter 210: Your Majesty, Please Respect Yourself (12)

No, she just choked on saliva when she just opened her mouth to speak. In addition, his body was too weak, so he coughed non-stop.

This is if it is diagnosed by the Imperial Doctor.

That's not a shame for the dead.

Fu Yue hurriedly grabbed the corner of Yan Qi's clothes, and Sakura's lips opened: "No, I'm fine." ”

"I'm not at ease."

As he spoke, the slender and beautiful man hugged her and walked in the direction of the Tai Hospital.

Fu Yue: "......"

Her opinion was thus ruthlessly ignored.

Even System 677 was secretly calling her: [Host, are you okay, it won't be because you are too involved in the drama and are angry, right?? 】

Fu Yue secretly rolled her eyes.

"Shut up, I'm choking!"

System 677: [......]

Well, sure enough, it thought too much.

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Arrived at the Tai Hospital.

I saw that it was Yan Qi who pushed the door in.

The imperial doctors were so frightened that their beards were cocked, the medicinal herbs in their hands were knocked over, and then they rushed to Yan Qi.

See the woman in the arms of the emperor.

The Imperial Doctor's eyes almost popped out.

Alive...... Female.

That's right, this extremely young emperor has never accepted a concubine, is diligent in national affairs, and has a pure heart and few desires to a certain extent, which once made the ministers feel white.

Their stunning majesty.

It's not going to be the end, is it......

Although Yan Qi is young, he is not constrained by the ministers of the DPRK and China at all, and he is iron-blooded and resolute in handling things.

So no one forced him to do so.

Later, all the ministers became Buddhas.

If you really don't like women, then you can do that man.

Your Majesty, at least have a companion!

Now, after these imperial doctors saw Fu Yue, they were stunned one by one, looking at each other, all in disbelief.

Or the emperor sank his eyebrows, brushed his sleeves and said, "What are they doing there?" ”

The two Imperial Doctors trotted over.

Gently placing Fu Yue on the soft couch beside him, Yan Qi stood aside with his hands, and then waved his hand.

Motioned for the Imperial Doctor to come forward and diagnose.

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

Through a handkerchief, I checked the pulse.

The imperial doctor's face froze instantly, almost showing consternation, he looked at Fu Yue's face, and then it turned into irrepressible joy.

He quickly knelt down.

An old face smiled into a chrysanthemum, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Niangniang, the pulse is like a bead...... This is a happy pulse! ”

Moment.

The people in the hospital all knelt down, and they all raised their eyebrows, and said in unison: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Niangniang!" ”

Fu Yue's face froze instantly.

Joy? Pregnant?

Fart!

She is a yellow flower girl, pregnant with a ghost!

Fu Yue raised his head and looked at Yan Qi who was standing next to him almost instantly.

No doubt.

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

“……”

In an instant, there was silence in the hospital.

The imperial doctors looked at each other, and they also felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and their foreheads were almost overflowing with sweat.

Someone secretly looked at Yan Qi.

But he didn't dare to speak out.

"Joy?"

The man's thin lips closed together and asked softly.

The imperial doctor trembled and said, "Back to Your Majesty, it is indeed a happy pulse." ”

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

The doctors slipped away for the rest of their lives.

Some people are still thinking about it.

Your Majesty's face, how strange is it, just like ...... It's like catching his wife Hongxing out of the wall??

Wait, Ximai?