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As time passed, the queen was over seven months pregnant.
In the early morning light, the curtains in the palace gently swayed, and Chen Feng'er lay quietly on the bed, her eyes showing a hint of weariness.
Her body seemed more fragile than usual, and the bulging shape on her belly indicated a new life.
Xiao Yan entered the room quietly and greeted the queen softly, "Mother, how are you feeling today?"
Chen Feng'er slightly shook her head, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Still the same, feeling a bit weak. Xiao Yan, take a look outside and see how the weather is today."
Xiao Yan walked to the window, pulled back the curtain, and sunlight poured into the room. She turned around and answered: "Your Highness, today is a good day, the sunshine is very warm."
At that moment, Chen Xi walked in gracefully, her eyes filled with concern: "Mother, is there anything I can do to help you?"
Chen Feng'er looked at her daughter with love: "Xi'er, come, sit by my side. Your presence makes me very happy."
Chen Xi walked to the bedside and sat down carefully, her eyes revealing concern for her mother: "Mother, you must take good care of yourself. Both Father and I are very worried about you."
Chen Feng'er gently stroked her daughter's hair and said softly, "Xi'er, Mother knows. But don't worry too much. Mother will take good care of herself, along with your little brother or sister."
The room was filled with a warm and quiet atmosphere, but there was a hint of undisguisable worry in Chen Feng'er's eyes.
At that moment, Consort Luo entered the room with a gentle smile on her face. "Your Majesty, I heard that you were feeling unwell today, so I came to visit."
Chen Feng'er nodded and thanked Consort Luo for her concern: "Thank you for your concern, Consort Luo. I am just a little tired, nothing serious."
A hint of contemplation flashed in Consort Luo's eyes as she softly said, "Your Majesty should rest more. The palace servants will help take care of the affairs in the palace during this time. You just need to focus on nurturing the baby."
Chen Feng'er nodded slightly, feeling deeply worried about Consort Luo, but also grateful for Consort Luo's help in handling the affairs of the six palaces recently.
In the following days, Chen Feng'er's condition became increasingly unstable. Sometimes she would suddenly feel a sharp pain that was almost unbearable. Xiao Yan and the other palace maids appeared very anxious, often staying by her bedside, ready to call for the imperial physician at any moment.
Early one morning, Chen Feng'er experienced severe pain once again. She trembled, gritted her teeth, and sweat covered her face. Xiao Yan hurried to call the imperial physician, while Chen Xi stood by the bed, tears welling up in her eyes, feeling lost.
The physician rushed over and began to carefully examine Chen Feng'er's condition. Frowning, he comforted her softly as he examined, "Your Majesty, you must stay strong. We will do our best to ensure your safety and the safety of the child."
Chen Feng'er nodded weakly and her voice was faint: "Physician, my child..."
The physician responded solemnly: "Your Highness, please rest assured. We will do everything we can."
As time passed, Chen Feng'er's condition seemed to be improving, but her mood became increasingly heavy. She constantly worried about her own health and the safety of her unborn child, and this pressure made it almost impossible for her to breathe.
One evening, Emperor Han Yu came to Chen Feng'er's chamber. He sat by her bedside, gently taking her hand, his eyes filled with concern and affection. "Feng'er, you must stay strong. I cannot be without you, and our child needs you too."
Chen Feng'er Lifted her head, a determined look flashed in her eyes: "Your Majesty, I can do it. I will stay strong for our family."
Han Yu Gently touched her face and spoke with determination: "I will make sure the physicians take care of you day and night until the child is safely born. You just need to focus on getting well."
Chen Feng'er nodded, her eyes revealing gratitude and strength.
However, on this night, a shocking news spread throughout the palace - Consort Luo suddenly fell ill and is in critical condition. This news instantly spread throughout the palace, causing a great stir.
Consort Luo's illness made Chen Feng'er even more heavy-hearted. She knew that this meant another shift in the power balance within the harem. Her heart was filled with worry and uncertainty, and the future seemed very unclear.
Chen Feng'er lay quietly on the bed, gazing at the moonlight outside, her mind filled with tangled thoughts. She pondered the sudden illness of Consort Luo and its impact on the palace, as well as her own role in this upheaval.
The next day, Chen Xi entered the room with some exquisitely embroidered small pillows. Her face showed a childlike concern as she said, "Mother, I made these pillows for you, hoping they will make you more comfortable."
Chen Feng'er took the pillow and felt deeply moved: "Xier, you are becoming more and more considerate."
Chen Xi carefully placed the pillow beside her mother, with a worried look in her eyes: "Mother, you must rest well. I heard that Consort Luo is very ill, and there is much discussion in the palace."
Chen Feng'er gently stroked her daughter's head and comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, the affairs in the palace are being handled by the ministers. We just need to do our own duties."
At that moment, Xiao Yan hurried in, with an anxious look on her face, "Your Majesty, Consort Luo's condition has worsened, and the Emperor has already gone to see her."
Chen Feng'er's face changed, she knew what this meant for the situation in the palace. She took a deep breath, trying to stay calm: "Xiao Yan, prepare for me, I want to go see Consort Luo."
Chen Xi immediately expressed concern: "Mother, your health..."
Chen Feng'er smiled slightly and said firmly, "Don't worry, Mother knows her limits. Consort Luo is an important figure in the palace, I cannot not be concerned."
Chen Feng'er, accompanied by Xiao Yan and Chen Xi, slowly made her way to Consort Luo's chamber. Along the way, she noticed palace maids whispering to each other, indicating that Consort Luo's illness had already attracted widespread attention in the harem.
Upon arriving at Consort Luo's palace, Chen Feng'er saw Emperor Han Yu, whose face was grave. Chen Feng'er greeted softly, "Your Majesty, how is Consort Luo's condition?"
Han Yu turned to look at Chen Feng'er, his eyes revealing exhaustion. "Feng'er, you're here. Consort Luo's illness is very serious, and the imperial physicians are at a loss."
Chen Feng'er's heart sank. She was well aware of Consort Luo's importance in the palace. Her illness was not just a personal tragedy, but could also trigger a series of power struggles.
Chen Feng'er slowly entered Consort Luo's room and saw her lying in bed, her face pale. She approached and softly said, "Consort Luo, you must stay strong. The Emperor and everyone else are concerned about you."
Consort Luo Weakly opened her eyes and looked at Chen Feng'er, forcing a faint smile: "Thank you, Your Majesty, I... I did my best."
Chen Feng'er held her hand, filled with reluctance: "You must rest well, I believe you will get better."
Consort Luo nodded, but her eyes revealed a sense of helplessness. Her illness undoubtedly brought a huge variable to the palace and also made Chen Feng'er feel unprecedented pressure.
Outside the window, the leaves of the Chinese parasol tree sway gently, and the sunlight shines through the gauze window, creating a dappled and warm effect on the ground. Chen Feng'er lies quietly on the couch, her hand resting lightly on her swollen abdomen, her eyes filled with deep concern.
"Your Majesty, you should eat something," the palace maid Xiao Yan gently reminds, holding a steaming bowl of tonic soup in her hand.
Chen Feng'er shook her head gently, her eyes still filled with worry: "Xiao Yan, I'm not hungry. You should eat first."
Xiao Yan looked at her with concern, his brows furrowed. She knew that ever since Chen Feng'er became pregnant, her health had been poor, and with the recent changes in the palace, the queen's mood had been even lower.
"Madam, you can't continue like this. For the sake of your and the child's health, you must eat something," Xiao Yan gently urged, her eyes filled with concern.
Chen Feng'er took a deep breath and reluctantly sat up, taking the bowl of soup from Xiao Yan. Her hands trembled slightly, and the spoon made a faint sound in the bowl.
"Xiao Yan, do you think everything will get better? I'm really worried..." Chen Feng'er spoke with a low voice, her eyes filled with unease.
Xiao Yan gently held her hand and encouraged, "Your Highness, you must stay strong. Believe that everything will get better."
Chen Feng'er nodded, forced a smile, but the uneasiness in her heart still lingered.
At that moment, a faint sound of footsteps came from outside, and a palace maid hurried in, her face showing a nervous expression: "Your Highness, the Emperor is here!"
Chen Feng'er's heart suddenly tightened, and she quickly straightened her clothes, trying hard to make herself look more spirited.
Emperor Han Yu walked slowly into the bedroom, his eyes filled with deep concern. He approached Chen Feng'er's bed and asked softly, "How are you feeling, Feng'er?"
Chen Feng'er smiled faintly, trying to conceal the unease in her heart: "Your Majesty, I'm fine. Don't worry about me."
Han Yu gazed at her, a hint of complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He reached out and gently caressed her cheek, his voice low and gentle: "Feng'er, I know you've always been strong, but you need to take care of yourself. I don't want to see you feeling unwell in any way."
Chen Feng'er flashed a hint of gratitude in her eyes and gently held Han Yu's hand: "Your Majesty, thank you for your concern. I will take good care of myself."
Han Yu nodded, but the worry in his eyes did not diminish. He knew that Chen Feng'er's physical condition was not ideal, and with the recent changes in the palace, he worried that she would not be able to handle such pressure.
"Feng'er, if there's anything you need, just tell me. I will do my best to solve it for you," Han Yu said firmly, his eyes filled with a protective intent.
Chen Feng'er nodded lightly, but there was an indescribable bitterness in her heart. No matter how much Emperor Han Yu cared for her, he couldn't change her physical condition or the complex intrigues in the palace.
Night falls, and only Chen Feng'er remains in the palace. She lies quietly on the bed, gazing at the moonlight outside the window, her mind filled with endless thoughts. She can't help but recall the past, the beautiful moments, and the painful memories, all replaying as if it were yesterday.
"Can I really endure all of this?" Chen Feng'er asks herself, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.
The road ahead is full of unknowns and difficulties, but she must continue on with strength, for herself and for the child in her womb.
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