HBWnovel Chapter 218 The Cold-Hearted Emperor and His Favorite Concubine (Continued)
Chapter 218 The Cold-Hearted Emperor and His Favorite Concubine (Continued)
As Chu Yue's pregnancy progressed, the emperor became increasingly tense and anxious.
"Your Majesty... why aren't you asleep again?" Chu Yue thought of this at night and saw that the emperor was still awake.
A few days ago, Chu Yue didn't want to disturb the emperor who had just fallen asleep, so she got up by herself. Her belly was too big, and she accidentally fell to the ground.
When the emperor discovered this, his heart stopped for a few seconds in fright, and from then on, he dared not sleep.
"Jiaojiao, I can't sleep," the emperor said with concern. "I'm worried about you."
He was still shaken by what happened a few days ago and didn't want to go through it again.
He couldn't bear it. If he hadn't been sleeping so soundly and hadn't missed the little darling falling down, how long would she have stayed on the ground?
Little Jiaojiao collapsed there, clutching her stomach, her face pale. Even now, when the emperor thinks about it, his heart still aches and tightens.
"Your Majesty, I'm not at ease with you like this. I'm really fine. The imperial physician checks my pulse every day. Please put your mind at ease."
Seeing him like this, Chu Yue felt uneasy. The emperor had been too good to her, and she had become somewhat obsessed.
"Jiaojiao, you and the child cannot be harmed. I only have you two."
The emperor embraced her, lowered his head to kiss her lips, showing tenderness and affection.
"Your Majesty, your concubine and son will stay with you," Chu Yue said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Please trust me, okay?"
"Mmm," the emperor responded softly, and hugged her tighter.
Chu Yue comforted him, "Your Majesty, I didn't think about this much even when I was pregnant, but you're anxious. What will I do if I get pregnant again in the future?"
If this is the case after just one pregnancy, what would happen if the emperor had several? Wouldn't he become depressed?
"Jiaojiao, one child is enough. I can't bear to see you suffer."
The emperor's heart ached with a dense, throbbing pain.
"Should we have one?" Chu Yue looked up, somewhat puzzled. "What if this one is a princess?"
After all, there really is a throne to inherit.
"It's alright, whether it's a prince or a princess, the princess can also inherit my position, no one dares to say no."
That's really domineering.
Chu Yue then asked, "Can Your Majesty refrain from touching me, or will you seek out other women?"
Before she was pregnant, the emperor was incredibly passionate about her, almost never letting her get out of bed, and Chang Le Palace was filled with revelry every night.
"I will not seek out other women. If it causes Jiaojiao to suffer, I can endure it. I have never touched any woman before."
The emperor said affirmatively.
Chu Yue smiled and looked at him: "Your Majesty, is it alright? Is it really alright? Then why are you so eager and enthusiastic with me..."
The emperor paused, somewhat hesitant. If it were Xiao Jiaojiao... he might not be able to resist.
The person in his arms had an unparalleled beauty, and every move she made touched his heart.
The emperor loved her deeply, but he restrained himself now that she was pregnant. In the past, he would have given her all his love.
Seeing the emperor's troubled expression, Chu Yue secretly curled the corners of her lips. He had to restrain himself, but she didn't want to be a widow at such a young age.
Even if the emperor could resist, she believed that her charm would make him unable to resist.
"Jiaojiao..."
"Alright, Your Majesty, I trust you. Shall we have only one child?" Chu Yue agreed casually; whether or not she would have the child was up to her.
"Alright..." The emperor was slightly relieved.
"Can we go to sleep now?"
"Yes." The emperor embraced her and drifted off to sleep.
……
Finally, Chu Yue was about to give birth, and the emperor looked even more haggard.
His eyes were filled with unyielding worry.
Chu Yue was fine. With Linglingyi around, nothing would happen to her. Difficult childbirth was simply out of the question.
So as her pregnancy progressed, she became too lazy to move and spent her days resting on her side on the chaise longue.
But the emperor didn't think that way; he only remembered the imperial physician's instructions to move around more.
Chu Yue didn't want to leave; her belly was big, and she was exhausted.
The emperor then coaxed her every day, using all sorts of methods to encourage her to go out more.
Chu Yue: "..."
She did go out a bit to make it look like she was going out, but it wasn't enough in the emperor's eyes.
"Jiaojiao, shall I go with you?" the emperor asked softly.
Chu Yue pouted and looked at the emperor with a wronged expression: "Your Majesty, I am too tired and do not want to go."
"Jiaojiao, the imperial physician said..."
"No, no, I don't want to," Chu Yue interrupted him.
"Would you like to walk around inside the palace? I'll help you, and you can sit down and rest if you get tired."
Chu Yue had no choice but to walk around the palace several times, but she still felt exhausted.
The emperor saw it all and felt the pain in his heart. Carrying this child was even more difficult for the emperor than for Chu Yue.
He only hoped that his son would be born soon, ending this torturous time.
But this day came unexpectedly; the emperor was still in court when Chu Yue launched her attack.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine is about to give birth..." A palace maid stumbled in, her voice filled with anxiety.
The emperor felt dizzy and his legs went weak, almost causing him to fall off the dragon throne.
Xiao Fuzi quickly helped her up: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine is about to give birth."
Then he shouted again, "Dismiss the court!"
"Quickly, help me over there." The emperor's mind went blank.
Xiao Fuzi helped the emperor rush to Chang Le Palace.
The emperor was extremely nervous throughout the journey; his heart was pounding and he even had difficulty breathing.
Just as they arrived outside Chang Le Palace, they heard Chu Yue's cry of pain. The emperor's legs went weak, and he collapsed outside the palace gate.
"His Majesty……"
Xiao Fuzi quickly helped him up; His Majesty was truly overjoyed.
The emperor walked in with weak legs, his heart pounding, the shouts making his heart clench.
"Open the door, I want to go in." The emperor looked at the tightly closed palace doors, his face pale.
Xiao Fuzi exclaimed in surprise, "Your Majesty, this is impossible! The Imperial Concubine is giving birth!"
"Open it!" The emperor roared furiously, his eyes reddening.
"His Majesty……"
Xiao Fuzi wanted to persuade her further, but the commotion inside stopped and the palace door was opened.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations on the birth of a prince by the Imperial Concubine!"
Her skin is fair and tender, and she's well-nourished; the Imperial Concubine is truly blessed.
The emperor, disregarding everything else, glanced at the child and anxiously asked, "How is the Imperial Concubine? Is she alright?"
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine is doing well. Mother and child are safe. The Imperial Concubine is a little tired and has fallen into a deep sleep. She will wake up soon."
The emperor's heart finally settled down; his back, which had been sweating profusely, was now ice-cold.
The emperor's worries of the past few days finally disappeared. His eyes were sore and his voice was hoarse: "I'll go take a look."
Xiao Tao had already cleaned up Chu Yue, who was so tired that she fell asleep, her face very pale.
The emperor was heartbroken and immediately carried the child back to the main hall. After consulting with the imperial physicians for a long time and receiving confirmation that Chu Yue was alright, the emperor finally felt relieved and held the child by the bedside, waiting for her to wake up.
The tiny baby, barely heavy in his arms, made the emperor's heart tremble. Looking at his own flesh and blood, he couldn't help but feel a little sore.
This is the prince that Xiaojiao gave birth to for him, how wonderful.