Rebirth: The Two-Faced Cook Meets the Cold-Faced King Qin

The emperor's gaze also fell on Concubine Yao. Her face was as pale as paper and her eyes were closed, as if she was in great pain.

The face that was once lively and lively now looked extremely fragile.

The emperor looked at her, feeling an indescribable pity in his heart.

He couldn't look directly at her painful and helpless expression, as if every time he looked at her, his heart was tightened a little more.

"Quick! Call the imperial physician!" The emperor suddenly shouted sternly, his voice echoing in the empty hall with an unquestionable majesty.

The guards heard the noise and rushed to the Imperial Hospital. The emperor frowned, his eyes never leaving Concubine Yao.

The emperor ordered again: "Bring Concubine Yao back to the palace and take good care of her!"

Following the emperor's order, the palace maids and eunuchs carefully lifted Concubine Yao, trying their best to avoid her feeling any bumps.

The emperor watched them leave, his heart filled with worry and expectation.

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The Emperor and Concubine Xuan walked hand in hand into Concubine Yao's bedroom. Under the light of the palace lanterns, their expressions seemed particularly solemn.

There was a faint medicinal fragrance in the bedroom, which was intertwined with the floral fragrance outside the palace, but it could not conceal the atmosphere of worry.

"What happened? How is Concubine Yao?" the emperor asked anxiously, his eyes scanning back and forth between the palace maids and the imperial doctors, expecting to get a definite answer.

An imperial physician slowly knelt down and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, Concubine Yao is probably suffering from an allergic reaction."

"Allergy?" The emperor frowned, "Why is it so serious?"

The doctor hesitated for a moment, then continued, "But..."

"Just what?" the emperor asked anxiously, "Tell me the truth, don't hide anything!"

The doctor took a deep breath and said, “Yes, Your Majesty.

However, Concubine Yao's allergic symptoms came at a rather strange time.

We need to wait until the queen wakes up and ask her in detail to determine the source of this allergy."

Concubine Xuan comforted her softly:

"Your Majesty, please be patient. Sister Yaopin is blessed by heaven and will surely recover."

The emperor nodded, but the worry in his eyes still remained.

He looked at Concubine Yao lying on the bed, silently praying for her speedy recovery, while also hoping to find the source of the allergy as soon as possible.

At this moment, Concubine Xuan suddenly felt a strong wave of nausea.

I was so dizzy that I could hardly stand.

She held her forehead with one hand, her face full of pain. Seeing this, the emperor hurried forward and held her firmly.

His face was full of concern, and he immediately summoned the imperial physician to come and treat the patient.

The imperial physician came hurriedly and carefully felt Concubine Xuan's pulse with a thoughtful look on his face.

After a moment, the doctor suddenly showed a look of surprise and joy on his face.

He looked at Concubine Xuan and the Emperor, his voice trembling: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations to Concubine Xuan, the Empress is pregnant!"

When Concubine Xuan heard this, an expression of disbelief appeared on her face.

Her eyes widened as if she couldn't believe her ears.

She looked down at her belly and said in a trembling voice, "I... am I really pregnant?"

The emperor was also pleasantly surprised. He held Concubine Xuan's hand tightly, his eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation:

"Yes, Concubine Xuan, you are going to give birth to a prince for me!"

The imperial physician also nodded and confirmed: "Your Highness is indeed pregnant, and judging by the pulse, the fetus is very healthy."

Concubine Xuan's mood at this moment was too complicated to describe in words: surprise, excitement, and a little nervousness.

She gently stroked her belly, with maternal tenderness in her eyes.

This unexpected good news made her full of expectations and hope for the future.

Concubine Xuan's gaze fell on Concubine Yao who was lying on the bed. She looked half-dead, her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were empty and weak.

Seeing this scene, Concubine Xuan couldn't help but feel a complicated emotion in her heart.

She gently touched her belly, and a feeling of tenderness and compassion surged in her heart.

"Oh, she has been tortured to this extent, so just let her go!" Concubine Xuan thought to herself, with a trace of pity in her eyes.

So, she decided to put this grudge aside for the time being.

After all, she is pregnant now and it is not appropriate for her to be entangled in these disputes.

So, Concubine Xuan stood up and temporarily left the room full of disputes on the pretext of being pregnant.

When she walked out of the room, she looked back at Concubine Yao lying on the bed and silently said in her heart:

"I hope you get well soon, and let's put an end to the feud between us."

Concubine Xuan's figure gradually walked away, leaving the room in silence.

Concubine Yao was lying on the bed, with a trace of grievance and unwillingness in her eyes.

She knew that Concubine Xuan's departure this time might be her only chance to fight back.

Concubine Yao knew in her heart that she was temporarily unable to fight back.

Concubine Xuan's pregnancy gave her temporary shelter, but she could only lie in bed, unable to move.

Concubine Yao closed her eyes. At least for now, she needed to concentrate on recovering her body.

Time passed quietly in the quiet room, and Concubine Yao's breathing gradually became steady and she fell into a deep sleep.

A few days later, Concubine Yao's body gradually recovered. She slowly sat up from the couch, her figure slender and flexible like a spring willow.

Her eyes seemed a little empty at first, as if the stars had lost their light, leaving only a deep darkness.

She opened her red lips slightly, her voice was a little lazy, but still majestic: "Come here."

As she finished speaking, a little palace maid walked in cautiously with her head lowered.

Yaopin ordered in a tone that was almost emotionless: "Go get a mirror."

The little palace maid responded, turned around and hurried away, and soon came back holding an exquisite bronze mirror.

She handed the mirror to Concubine Yao with trembling hands, as if she was afraid that a small mistake on her part would lead to unpredictable consequences.

Yaopin took the mirror, and when her lifeless eyes reflected her own face in the mirror,

There was a sudden burst of extreme anger.

Her beautiful face turned into this state, and the anger was like a blazing flame, almost bursting out of her eyes.

She held the mirror tightly, the veins on the back of her hand bulging.

Then, she slowly lowered her head, and with a chilling calmness in her voice, she asked the little maid, "Am I beautiful?"

The little palace maid trembled all over. She didn't dare to look up at Concubine Yao's eyes, let alone answer the question.

She stood there, shivering. Suddenly, Concubine Yao reached out and grabbed the little palace maid's arm with such force that she almost made her stagger.

Concubine Yao pulled her in front of her without further ado, and their eyes met for a moment.

Concubine Yao stared at the little palace maid's eyes, her voice low but full of intimidation:

"Look at me and answer me, am I beautiful?" Her tone revealed an unquestionable determination.

It was as if this question was not just a simple inquiry about appearance, but more like a test of power.

The young palace maid was intimidated by Concubine Yao's aura. She could not look away and could only meet Concubine Yao's gaze.

Her lips trembled slightly, but she was unable to make a sound.