Rebirth: Qingying comes back to reorganize the harem

The emperor was originally worried about the recent floods in the south, but thinking that Yihuan had always been well-behaved by his side, after thinking for a while, the emperor asked Li Yu to invite Yihuan in.

"Yihuan, why did you come to Yangxin Palace to look for me today? What went wrong with the Ninth Prince?"

The emperor raised his eyebrows at Yihuan, thinking that he was doting on her, but he didn't notice the collapse and heartbreak in Yihuan's eyes at all. However, Yihuan still saluted the emperor who was sitting on the throne rationally, and then after Li Yu left, he looked at the emperor with an unbelievable look and questioned him in a voice close to collapse,

"Your Majesty, I have something I want to tell you from the bottom of my heart. When I first entered the palace, you told me that you were a son of a noble family, so you naturally didn't believe the rumors of curses from my mother's family, and you kept saying that you hoped to have a child of your own with me. But the pregnancy-maintaining medicine that the Imperial Hospital prescribed for me, could it really contain herbs that can help me get pregnant?!"

Yihuan's roar was so loud that she lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground. The emperor subconsciously prepared to help her, but seeing that a little concubine dared to be so aggressive to him, the emperor silently retracted his outstretched hand.

"Where did you hear this nonsense? Do you think I have nothing to do every day and just listen to you doubting my feelings for you?"

Yihuan's tears fell drop by drop. If it were in the past, she could still deceive herself and tell herself that these were all her guesses. However, she specially sent someone to secretly take the dregs of the medicine she had taken before to another imperial physician for examination, and the answers they got were all used for contraception for women.

What's more, ever since she entered the palace, she has been deeply in love with the emperor, so the emperor's every word and action is a study object for her to pass the time when she is bored.

When I said those words just now, the emperor never looked at me, let alone made eye contact with me. If the emperor was not really feeling intimidated, he would not have acted like that.

Therefore, at this moment, Yihuan's originally passionate love for the emperor had already died almost entirely.

Yihuan only felt the overwhelming pain that seemed to sweep over her entire body. She had never collapsed like this before. After about two minutes of silence, Yihuan's eyes became blurred, and she opened her mouth tremblingly, trying to ask a question that she had been doubting for these days.

"Your Majesty, is the Ninth Prince really yours and yours? Or is he the bloodline of the deceased Song family?!"

Yihuan stared at the emperor without blinking, paying attention to his expression. Although she had not been in the palace for a long time, because of her deep love for the emperor, Yihuan would immediately notice any changes in the emperor.

So Yi Huan naturally noticed the emperor's eyes that turned red as he gritted his teeth.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

At this point, what was there for Yihuan not to understand? The emperor's action of turning around had already told her the answer.