Hey, you are reborn too?

The emperor subconsciously looked towards the main hall.

Hasn’t the Queen Mother retreated to the Cining Palace and stopped caring about anything?

It was already late at night, and lanterns were hung high outside the Huayin Hall, illuminating the outside of the hall.

Copper lamps were lit in various places in the hall. More than a dozen glass lamps silently emitted light, and the entire Huayin Hall was as bright as day.

Even though he was full of doubts, the emperor still came to the main hall, knelt on one knee, and greeted the empress dowager according to etiquette.

"My son, I have met the emperor's mother."

"Get up." Although the Queen Mother was of a higher generation, she did not look old. She looked like she was on the same generation as the Emperor. She said "get up" and sat on a chair in the hall. "I heard that the Concubine Chen gave birth to a prince?"

"Empress Dowager," the emperor bowed his head when greeting, but now he has already raised it, with a smile on his face, "Yes, Concubine Chen has been working day and night for a long time, and has gone through countless hardships to give our Great Abyss another prince."

The Queen Mother had always been lukewarm towards the Saintess of Beili. She neither hated her as much as the Empress did, nor liked her as much as the Emperor did.

Although the relationship between the emperor and the empress dowager has always been lukewarm, the emperor still wants to promote his beloved woman to the position of imperial concubine and make her newborn son the crown prince.

Either of these two things is extremely important.

Although the Empress Dowager did not agree, the Emperor insisted on promoting Concubine Chen to Noble Concubine Chen and naming the Seventh Prince as Crown Prince.

However, these two matters concern the fate of the Dayuan nation, so I dare not act arbitrarily.

If the Queen Mother could nod, the resistance would be much less.

Thinking of this, the emperor smiled and tried even harder to speak well of Concubine Chen to the Empress Dowager.

"Empress Dowager, you don't know how much Yin'er went through to give birth to this child," the emperor leaned forward and looked at the empress dowager sincerely, frowning, "She gave birth for more than ten hours and was almost exhausted. The imperial physician said that the concubine was in a very critical condition just now."

"Yes, she has indeed worked hard," the Queen Mother replied calmly, picking up the porcelain cup from the table beside her, skimming off the foam on it, taking a sip slowly, and then putting the cup down before speaking slowly, "Bring the child here for me to see."

The emperor immediately turned around and winked at the nanny beside him.

The nanny holding the child immediately stepped forward and handed the child to the aunt in charge of the empress dowager.

"Madam, this is what happened," the emperor felt ashamed when he saw that the child had no intention of waking up. "This seventh child has been a sleepy kid since he was born. He might have been too tired during his birth."

The emperor thought about it and added, "He definitely didn't fall asleep just because he saw you. I teased him just now, but he didn't respond."

"Really?" The Queen Mother lowered her head slightly and looked at the child in the aunt's arms with surprise in her eyes. "This child is completely white and looks exactly like the imperial concubine."

"Yes," the emperor came over and smiled, "look, how cute he is."

"Hey," the Queen Mother cried out, her eyes slowly widening, "My son, look quickly, is he opening his eyes?"

Hearing the Queen Mother's voice, the Emperor subconsciously looked into the eyes of the Seventh Prince.

He did open his eyes, but they were misty, as if he had just woken up and was still not fully awake.

Under the illumination of the glass lamp, the pair of light-colored eyes were glittering, as if they could absorb all the light sources.

"This child's eyes," the Queen Mother couldn't help but lower her voice, her eyes glued to the child's light-colored eyes, "are actually light-colored."

Seeing those light-colored eyes, the emperor couldn't help but recall the shock he felt when he first met them, and he subconsciously shuddered all over.

But the strange thing was that he didn't have any similar feeling this time. He just felt that the owner of the eyes was innocent and cute, a rare beauty.

The emperor stared silently at the seventh prince. Looking into those pure and almost transparent eyes, he was speechless for a long time.

"Baby," the Queen Mother seemed to be interested in the child. She stretched out her finger and waved it left and right in front of the child's eyes. "Look at your grandmother."

The emperor felt a sinking feeling in his heart, fearing that if the child did not cooperate with the empress dowager, the empress dowager would be dissatisfied with the child and stop him from making him the crown prince.

Unexpectedly, this little guy is quite good at judging people's behavior. His eyes followed the direction of the finger and turned a few times, looking very cute.

"Oh my," the Queen Mother was so happy to see the child responding to her that she reached out and held the child in her arms, not forgetting to tease him a little, "This poor little thing."

The emperor also came closer. He was puzzled, because the little fellow was not like this just now, sleeping soundly, but now he is full of energy.

But it’s also good this way. It will leave a good impression on the Queen Mother and will make it easier to appoint the Crown Prince in the future.

After the Queen Mother's ordeal, the Emperor finally figured it out.

Now that the third prince has just been born, it may not be a good choice for me to make him the crown prince.

First, he had two older brothers, and he was neither the legitimate son nor the eldest son, so his status was neither right nor proper.

Second, the Seventh Prince's light-colored eyes once again alerted the Emperor. Light-colored eyes are a symbol of the Beili royal family. Even though this child is his own flesh and blood, he still has Beili blood in his veins.

Thirdly, he had gone against all odds and made the Seventh Prince the Crown Prince when he was born, but this only made many enemies for the Seventh Prince and made the mother and son thorns in the eyes of the harem and the flesh of the previous dynasty.

The reason is extremely simple. The child's mother is from Beili and has no power of her own in Dayuan. As a result, the seventh prince, who is born at birth, has no power in Dayuan to support him in ascending the throne.

If he insisted on making him the crown prince now, he was afraid that it would attract the attention of people with ill intentions, causing the Seventh Prince to die young and ruining the child.

After much thought, the emperor decided to put the matter of appointing a crown prince on hold until the seventh prince grew up safely.

The emperor's thoughts returned to his mind and his gaze returned to the seventh prince's face again.

He accidentally glanced at the wound at the corner of the Seventh Prince's eye, and his eyes suddenly froze.

He was a little bit unbelieving, and blinked again and again, then leaned forward to observe carefully.

Could it be that I saw it wrong?

The emperor frowned and looked at it carefully under the light. He changed several angles and looked at it several times, but he couldn't see any difference.

The wound that the Seventh Prince had received from the Concubine Chen just now, not to mention bleeding, did not even leave a scar. It seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

The emperor stared at that spot intently. Something was wrong, really wrong, he had clearly seen the wound with his own eyes.

The wound wasn't deep, but it was bleeding after all. Even if the bleeding stopped now, it would at least form a scar.

It's impossible to leave no trace at all!

The breath the emperor was breathing in suddenly got stuck in his throat, and half of his scalp became numb.

Really not, really not! I changed many angles and even looked closely, and there really is not even a tiny scar!

The whole piece of skin looked exactly the same as the rest of the skin, as if, as if it had never been touched by the Concubine Chen...

The emperor swallowed gently.

He remembered a legend.