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"Besides, you can't write two Li characters with one stroke. Whether it's the Li family of the General's Mansion or our second branch's Li family, the roots are the same. My eldest uncle has no daughter, so my second sister is naturally his daughter."

Ling Heng sneered: "Li Huaiying and his wife are already on their way back to Shengjing City, and they will arrive in Beijing in three days. You let me do this at this time... Heh, Li Yuanming, do you think I'm a fool?"

Li Yuanming shook his head gently: "Your Highness, why don't you listen to what I have to say?"

"Your Highness, the lives of my second sister and her son are in your hands."

Ling Heng was very satisfied.

……

On the first day, when Li Shuangmiao came to deliver soup, Ling Heng was dealing with memorials.

However, this time when the woman's fragrance wafted into his nose, Ling Heng did not chase her away as usual.

He thought of what Li Yuanming had said to him yesterday.

And what Huang Sheng said: "Your Highness, Madam Zhi's body is already at the end of its strength. The child must be born as soon as possible, otherwise..."

It's one corpse and two lives.

Ling Heng secretly clenched his fists. How could his bloodline, Ling Heng, be left out in the world, let alone become a bastard?

Thinking of this, Ling Heng put his pen on the pen holder, stood up from behind the desk, and walked over: "Why are you here?"

Li Shuangmiao shrank back in fear, thinking that Ling Heng was going to scold her again, so she ordered someone to drive her away: "Your Highness, Your Highness, I will leave right away, I will leave right away."

"Come here." Ling Heng stretched out his hand towards Li Shuangmiao.

"Wha, what?"

"Come here, let me see what you brought for me today."

"Silver, Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup."

Yi Qing felt that his brain was about to have problems. Couldn’t Li Shuangmiao try another trick?

For half a year, one hundred and eighty-three days, I have been delivering Tremella fuciformis and lotus seed soup to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince every day. Even if it were delicacies from land and sea, just hearing the name every day was enough for me.

"I'm really hungry. Let me taste your cooking."

Yi Qing, who lowered his head, trembled his lips. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really bold.

Li Shuangmiao didn't know how he handed the bowl to Ling Heng.

By the time she reacted, Ling Heng had already drunk all the soup in one gulp.

At this moment, I just felt like I was floating in the clouds, dizzy and didn't know where I was.

Yi Qing gently pulled Li Shuangmiao's sleeve from behind, indicating that it was time for her to act coquettishly.

Li Shuangmiao was suddenly enlightened, "Ouch..."

With a soft drink.

"What's wrong?" Ling Heng asked with concern, putting the bowl down, "What happened?"

Li Shuangmiao's eyes were filled with affection. She boldly reached out her hand and placed Ling Heng's hand on her abdomen.

Jiaojiao said softly, "Your Highness, our son is kicking me, please touch him."

Ling Heng did not shake his hands away as usual. Instead, he placed both hands on her belly, feeling the fetal movement.

Move powerfully.

This child is very resilient, unlike Zhier's child.

When Zhier leaned in his arms, she always liked to put his big hand on her belly.

Occasionally, he could feel the baby moving in his belly.

However, the movements were too seldom and the amplitude was very slight.

A gleam of light flashed in Ling Heng's eyes. He gently pulled Li Shuangmiao into his arms and put his hand on her other shoulder.

Her voice was also extremely gentle: "Miao Miao, I will take you back. You are in a heavy body now, so you can't run around. Let the people below do these things."

Li Shuangmiao was suddenly overjoyed, it turned out that the prince's smile to her just now was not a dream.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had never been so nice to her, let alone called her Miaomiao, and he even sent her back to the palace.

In the past, he would only do this to the bitch Li Shuangwan.

Sure enough, this bitch died a great death, a great death!

She raised her head and looked at the man in disbelief.

Ling Heng smiled, his eyes full of affection: "What's wrong? Why does Miao Miao look at me like this?"

"Your Highness, you have never been so gentle and considerate to me..."

Ling Heng placed a kiss on her head: "It was my fault before. I apologize to Miao Miao. You worked so hard to give birth to my child, and I neglected you. From now on, I will never do that again. We..."

Ling Heng paused for a moment and said, "We will live a good life as husband and wife from now on."

couple?

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that they are husband and wife!

Li Shuangmiao's heart was filled with ecstasy like a tide, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his face: "No, no, it's Miaomiao who was wrong first. Your Highness, the Crown Prince is lenient."

Of course she was right. If she hadn't come up with a plan and climbed into Ling Heng's bed, she wouldn't have been given to some nobleman by her father to be a concubine, paving the way for his own career.

Li Shuangmiao was sent back to her bedroom by Ling Heng in a daze.

After coming out from Li Shuangmiao, Ling Heng took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped his mouth fiercely, and threw the handkerchief to the ground in disgust.

With one step, the snow-white handkerchief became dirty.

"Call Doctor Huang." Ling Heng ordered the eunuch beside him.

A quarter of an hour later, Huang Sheng appeared in the East Palace.

"Doctor Huang, how many days can Zhi'er's baby last?"

Huang Sheng's face was solemn. "Your Highness, Madam Zhi is too weak. It's a miracle that she can hold on until now. The fetus in her belly is already eight months old. Once it's full-term, the sooner the better."

If the child cannot be born to full term, there is an 80% chance that he will die.

Madam Zhi's will was so strong that even he, who had been an imperial physician for decades, found it unbelievable.

Sure enough, a mother must be strong, this is not just talk.

Ling Heng nodded. He knew that even a deity from heaven could not save Zhier's life.

For several months, people had been looking for Qiao Shun's whereabouts, but no news was received until three months ago.

Qiao Shun became a guest of honor of the new emperor of Daliang.

Zhier now relies on medicine to survive every day.

Looking at Huang Sheng, he ordered: "Hold her until full term. I want you to save her life for another month and a half, no matter what you do."

Huang Sheng's body froze, and Mrs. Nazhi's body could only last for a month at most. By then, the baby in her belly was nine months old, and was full-term.

After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes, I will do my best."

As long as he tells Mrs. Zhi that the child will have to stay in the mother's womb for at least half a month, the mother will be able to overcome one difficulty after another for the sake of her child, with the help of his medicine.

After Huang Sheng left, Ling Heng went to the imperial bedroom to meet Emperor Jingzhang.

Emperor Jingzhang, who has left the elixir, now looks like neither human nor ghost.

His eye sockets were sunken, his face was haggard, and his body was so thin that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Since Ling Heng was named the Crown Prince, all memorials and government affairs have been handed over to him.

He didn't even attend the morning court.

Only the imperial seal was still firmly held in his hand.

At this moment, he was holding the box containing the imperial seal in his hands, half lying on a recliner, half asleep.