Nan Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief, it was finally over.
"Your Majesty, I'm so tired... Can you carry me over?" Nan Zhiyun sat on her seat, not wanting to move.
"Lazy," Yu Jingchen said the word. Although he said so, he still walked over and scooped Nan Zhiyun into his arms.
"I'm tired... I want to sleep." They had been tossing and turning all day, and it was already dusk.
Unexpectedly, Yu Jingchen flatly refused: "No," he said.
Nan Zhiyun: "???!!!"
"Why? I'm tired, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep, I want to rest." Nan Zhiyun was unhappy.
"Be good, Yun'er. Have you forgotten what day it is today? It's our wedding day, and the night... is the bridal chamber night. Are you just going to sleep like this, Yun'er?" Yu Jingchen asked, leaning close to Nan Zhiyun's ear.
"!!!" Nan Zhiyun's face turned red.
Seeing this, Yu Jingchen was satisfied. He carried Nan Zhiyun into the room and then put her on the bed.
"Your M-Majesty..." Nan Zhiyun's speech began to stutter.
"Good girl, call me husband." Yu Jingchen gently bit Nan Zhiyun's lips. Nan Zhiyun cried out in pain, "Husband..."
Yu Jingchen's lips curved into a smile, and then he let down the bed curtains, obscuring the view within. Yu Jingchen's hand slowly reached towards Nan Zhiyun's waist, a slender grip that was enticingly tight.
"Yun'er is tired today, so I'll be slow and gentle later. Don't be afraid, Yun'er..." Yu Jingchen was quite "considerate." He took Nan Zhiyun's hand and placed it on his waist. His lower abdomen burned, and his breathing began to become erratic.
Yu Jingchen gently kissed Nan Zhiyun's lips. Nan Zhiyun responded shyly, but when passion took hold, they could not stop themselves... Well, there was no choice.
Nan Zhiyun suddenly felt a bit nauseous, and her heart raced. She pushed Yu Jingchen off her. Seeing Nan Zhiyun's poor complexion, Yu Jingchen's brows furrowed, and his heart grew anxious.
"What's wrong?" Yu Jingchen held Nan Zhiyun and helped her pat her back. Nan Zhiyun's stomach churned violently, and her face was pale and unsightly. Yu Jingchen panicked for a moment.
"Summon the imperial physician!" he shouted outside.
Summon the imperial physician?! Xing Lai and Qian Xia outside were startled. Why were they summoning the imperial physician out of the blue? However, they did not dare to delay and immediately went to the Imperial Physician's Bureau to invite one over.
Inside the room, Yu Jingchen was carefully protecting Nan Zhiyun. Nan Zhiyun was now somewhat drained, her whole body leaning limply against Yu Jingchen.
The imperial physician arrived soon. Yu Jingchen was somewhat losing his composure. Seeing the imperial physician arrive, he immediately asked for Nan Zhiyun to be examined. The imperial physician broke out in a cold sweat... He carefully took Nan Zhiyun's pulse.
However... after taking her pulse, the imperial physician's furrowed brows relaxed. The weight in his heart finally lifted.
He released his hand from her wrist and bowed to Yu Jingchen and the Consort: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Empress. The Empress is with child."
As soon as he said this, everyone present froze. With child?! The Empress was with child?!
"Yun'er?" Yu Jingchen was stunned by this surprise, but he quickly regained his senses.
Nan Zhiyun also stood there dumbfounded. She was pregnant? She was going to be a mother? Yu Jingchen came over, clasped Nan Zhiyun's hand, and pulled her into his embrace.