Quick Transmigration: The Rise of a Favored Concubine

Chapter 337 A Pure and Ascetic Emperor × A Charming and Beloved Concubine 11

"Alright, alright, don't move, Consort Chu, please sit down." The Empress Dowager then looked at the others: "Please sit down."

"Thank you, Empress Dowager..."

The Empress Dowager looked at the group of women and sighed inwardly. As the saying goes, royalty is ruthless, and emperors are ruthless, whether in the imperial court or the harem.

If the emperor is compassionate, it depends on who he is targeting; if the emperor is ruthless, then not everyone can bear it.

Consort Chu was favored, and even enjoyed exclusive favor. There were not many concubines to begin with, and those who wanted to compete for the emperor's favor were strictly forbidden by the emperor.

"Since Consort Chu is pregnant, the Emperor and I naturally take it seriously. You should not have any other thoughts. With me here, no dirty things will be allowed to happen."

The Empress Dowager still had to protect the Emperor's beloved.

"Yes……"

The Empress Dowager didn't intend to say anything more. Consort Chu was pregnant and it was no longer suitable for her to serve the Emperor. But if she said it, Consort Chu would surely be saddened, and the Emperor wouldn't be happy either. Alas...

"Go back, all of you," the Empress Dowager said, then looked at Chu Yue and said, "Consort Chu, be careful."

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

After the hall quieted down, Xiuhua asked considerately, "Empress Dowager, why are you sighing?"

"I'm so worried..." The Empress Dowager wearily rubbed her forehead. "Look at him, the Emperor only has so many concubines. Consort Chu is pregnant and can't serve the Emperor, but what about the others..."

Consort Li looked so haggard, as if she had lost all hope. Consort Yun was heartless, and Consort Liu also seemed indifferent.

"Isn't this good? The harem will be peaceful."

Empress Dowager: "Alas, never mind, I will not interfere, lest the Emperor become estranged from me."

"The Empress Dowager is wise..."

Lingyu noticed that Consort Li was still looking in the direction Consort Chu had left: "My lady, why aren't you leaving?"

"Consort Chu..." Consort Li murmured softly, then stopped speaking.

"Consort Chu is pregnant and cannot serve His Majesty, yet the Empress Dowager doesn't say anything," Lingyu muttered softly.

Consort Li's eyes flickered slightly, then after a moment, she said, "Let's go."

"Yes……"

Ningxiang Palace

At night, Chu Yue nestled in the emperor's arms, her little hands unconsciously drawing circles on his chest.

"My beloved concubine, don't move." The emperor grasped her small hand, his voice slightly hoarse.

Chu Yue paused. After she became pregnant, the emperor hadn't touched her for quite some time. Before she was pregnant, the emperor was full of energy. Except for the days when she was inconvenient, the emperor never missed a night. Whether it was Ze'an Palace or Ningxiang Palace, he would go to bed almost every night before midnight.

"Your Majesty... I am pregnant," Chu Yue whispered, "If Your Majesty..."

"What does my beloved concubine wish to say now?" The Emperor lifted her chin, gazing into her eyes in the dim candlelight. "Think it over before you speak."

Chu Yue froze. The emperor clearly didn't want to hear what she was going to say next, and she didn't want to say it either. She would never allow the emperor to touch someone else, even if it killed her.

"What I wanted to say was..." Chu Yue leaned closer and whispered in the emperor's ear.

A warm breath brushed past his ear, and the emperor stiffened. After hearing her words, he took a deep breath: "Don't be silly."

"Your Majesty..." Chu Yue called out to him sweetly, her mischievous little hand slowly moving down from her chest.

The emperor wanted to stop her, but he couldn't resist the temptation and reluctantly went along with Chu Yue.

After a long while, faint sounds came out, and Chu Yue shyly hid in the emperor's arms.

The emperor chuckled with pleasure and hugged her tighter: "My beloved consort wanted to do it herself, why are you upset?"

Chu Yue kept her head down and didn't say a word. Her nightgown was loose and baggy, with the pockets hanging down, revealing the area where the emperor had taken advantage of her.

The emperor rose and personally helped her wash her hands, then gently straightened her clothes and coaxed, "Don't be angry."

"Humph……"

Chu Yue gave a coquettish cry and buried her head in the emperor's arms.

He held the person in his arms tighter, and the two rested.

……

Chu Yue was three months pregnant. When the pregnancy was stable, she began to feel unwell, unable to eat or sleep.

After examining her pulse, the imperial physician learned that it was morning sickness. Chu Yue was lying by the bedside, having just vomited, and had no strength to speak.

"Your Majesty..." Qiongzhi and Lvzhu stayed by her side without leaving her side.

Chu Yue leaned against Green Bamboo, panting, and touched her slightly protruding belly, a smirk playing on her lips: "I thought she was an obedient one..."

"Your Majesty, the little prince is very lively..." Qiongzhi said anxiously to comfort him.

Chu Yue: "..."

The emperor was extremely worried, and the first thing he did every day after finishing his work was to rush over to be with her.

"My beloved concubine, how is she?" The emperor rushed over, extremely worried.

"Your Majesty..." Chu Yue called out in a trembling voice, her eyes immediately reddening.

The emperor, disregarding everything else, rushed over and embraced her, asking, "Are you in great pain?"

Chu Yue buried her head in the emperor's arms, her voice muffled: "My son is tormenting me..."

"When the prince comes out, I'll give him a good talking to," the emperor coaxed her.

Chu Yue protested again: "No..."

The emperor had no choice but to comply with her wishes. "Alright, alright, you decide, okay?"

"Um……"

"My beloved consort, let me take you to get something to eat." The emperor carried her out and placed her on his lap without letting go. "Would you like something light?"

"I can't eat..." Chu Yue felt uncomfortable at the sight of food and turned her head away.

"At least drink this bowl of ginseng soup." The emperor fed it to her lips and coaxed her gently, "If you feel unwell, we won't drink it anymore."

The emperor coaxed her so patiently that Chu Yue hesitated before taking a sip.

"Does it hurt?"

Chu Yue didn't feel nauseous this time and managed to suppress her discomfort: "It's alright..."

"I suppose the prince knows his father has arrived." The emperor fed him another bite: "Only I can feed him."

Chu Yue weakly curved the corners of her mouth into a smile: "Your Majesty..."

"Come……"

Chu Yue did not vomit until she finished a bowl of ginseng soup. The emperor was overjoyed and coaxed her to eat some white porridge before stopping.

"Your Majesty, I really can't eat anymore."

"Alright, I won't feed you anymore." The emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as you can eat, that's all that matters.

Fortunately, it didn't take too long for Chu Yue to recover, but during her morning sickness, her already thin face became quite pointed.

The emperor felt sorry for her and said he would take her out for a walk and would come over when he was done with his work.

Chu Yue looked at herself in the mirror and frowned slightly.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Qiongzhi straightened her clothes.

Chu Yue was in a bad mood: "It doesn't look good..."

"Your Highness, please don't think such things. You're carrying the prince, you can't afford to have these kinds of thoughts," Green Bamboo said considerately with a smile. "Your Highness is the most beautiful."

"Nonsense..." Chu Yue scolded playfully, but at least there was a smile in her voice.

"Your Majesty, it's getting chilly now, you should put on your cloak."

"No..." No matter what she wears, she doesn't look good with her big belly, and wearing a cloak only makes her look more bulky.

"What do you not want?" As soon as the words left his mouth, the emperor entered the hall.

After bowing, Qiongzhi and Lvzhu stepped aside.

"All ready?" The emperor approached her, noticing her expressionless face. "Are you unhappy?"

"I don't want to wear a cloak..." Chu Yue muttered sullenly.

"Her temper has gotten worse." Since Consort Chu became pregnant, her temper has worsened considerably, but the emperor can't do anything about it.

"I won't go..." Chu Yue said, turning to walk towards the bedside.

The emperor sighed and quickly grabbed her hand, pulling her into his arms with a slight pull: "My beloved consort, please stop making a fuss. I'll take you for a walk."

Chu Yue gave a soft, aggrieved hum, her beautiful eyes fixed on the emperor.

"Fine, I won't wear it, I won't wear it." The emperor immediately compromised. He had no bottom line anymore, and he couldn't say no to Consort Chu.

Chu Yue's expression softened, and she nestled obediently beside the emperor as he led her out.