Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Consort Jiang was frantic: "You're hemming and hawing, just speak up!"

The Imperial Physician glanced at the frowning Imperial Grandson, stuck in a quandary of whether to speak or not.

Under the pressure of the two consorts, he had no choice but to lean forward and whisper, "Pregnancy pulse."

Clatter.

Princess Consort Chen's Buddhist Bead Bracelet fell to the floor.

Lu Yuan glanced over at the three of them.

Consort Jiang asked blankly, "What pulse did you say?"

The Imperial Physician shielded his mouth with his hand and whispered to Consort Jiang, "Replying to Your Highness, it's the pregnancy pulse."

Young Lady Yan is an unmarried maiden, suddenly being diagnosed with a pregnancy pulse, it harms propriety and damages her reputation!

He coughed lightly: "Per-perhaps my medical skills are lacking, and I misdiagnosed..."

Consort Jiang said sternly, "Indeed, there might be a misdiagnosis. Summon all the Imperial Physicians from the Imperial Hospital!"

Princess Consort Chen nodded: "Go call them."

Imperial Physician: Isn't that right, Princess Consort Chen, are you joining Consort Jiang in this fuss?

I was being modest!

What Imperial Physician would mistake a pregnancy pulse!

Nevertheless, all the Imperial Physicians from the Imperial Hospital were indeed summoned.

Seeing this situation, the Miao King thought something major had happened to Meng Qianqian, his heart filled with anxiety and anger: "What happened to my granddaughter-in-law? One Imperial Physician can't treat it, so you brought the entire Imperial Hospital here? Lu, are your Liang Country Imperial Physicians even competent?"

Emperor Liang said, "Calm down."

The Miao King bristled, "How can I be calm? It's not your granddaughter-in-law, is it!"

Emperor Liang opened his mouth: "She is My Imperial Granddaughter-in-law."

The Miao King snorted.

Remembering something, he put his hands on his hips and said, "Let me make it clear, your life, I saved it, and I can take it too! If you dare to charge them with deceiving the emperor, I'll fight you to the end!"

Emperor Liang gave him a sidelong glance: "Who said anything about charging them with deceiving the emperor?"

The Miao King rolled up his sleeves, "Wow, who was it who got so angry the other day they wanted a death duel with me?"

Emperor Liang said irritably, "I was angry at you."

Speaking of which, once his memory returned, he discovered his old enemy was actually sitting in his Imperial Study Room, playing the same cards as him.

Couple that with the past where he was kept in the dark and played for a fool, it's a wonder he didn't want to kill someone.

Does he not care about his dignity?

However, that being said.

If he hadn't experienced life and death and the true betrayal of those closest to him, perhaps he wouldn't have so easily let the charge of deceiving the emperor slide.

As if predestined, everything came together perfectly.

Inside the sleeping quarters.

The Hospital Director of the Imperial Hospital finished taking Meng Qianqian's pulse and reported solemnly to Consort Jiang and Princess Consort Chen: "Reporting to the two consorts, Young Lady Yan indeed has a pregnancy pulse."

Crack!

The teacup in Lu Yuan's hand shattered.

Princess Consort Chen cautiously asked: "Director Lou, how confident are you?"

Director Lou bowed and replied, "Ninety percent."

Consort Jiang asked: "Where's the other ten percent?"

Director Lou awkwardly, "This..."

Princess Consort Chen, unable to contain her excitement, patted Consort Jiang's hand: "Ninety percent is enough, Xiaojiu is expecting! Director Lou, why did my granddaughter-in-law faint?"

When she referred to her as my granddaughter-in-law, all the Imperial Physicians gasped.

So, the child in her womb is indeed the Imperial Grandson's.

Director Lou said: "From the pulse, it seems Young Lady Yan overextended her emotions, exhausting her spirit. Going forward, she should rest and avoid taxing herself."

Princess Consort Chen and Consort Jiang breathed a long sigh of relief.

They both glanced at Lu Yuan, who was sitting foolishly by the bed, staring intently at Meng Qianqian.

Princess Consort Chen couldn't help but chuckle: "This boy, he's dumbfounded, let's go report the good news to Your Majesty and the Miao King."

Consort Jiang was less interested in sharing the news, but Your Majesty owed her silver after all.

A double blessing, with interest accrued.

Meng Qianqian awoke one evening.

The warm twilight filtered through the curtains, casting strands of light across the foot of her bed.

She slowly opened her eyes and glanced at someone sitting upright and sternly, not without feeling a bit taken aback.

"Awake."

Lu Yuan spoke.

The tone didn't sound angry, yet why was his expression like that?

Meng Qianqian whispered: "When did I fall asleep? Where am I?"

"At Grandmother's bedchamber."

Lu Yuan replied, "You fainted just now."

Meng Qianqian shook her head.

She couldn't remember.

All she knew was that her great revenge had been exacted, and childhood memories surged into her mind, and then she lost consciousness.

She looked around, about to say something.

Lu Yuan spoke: "Ban Xia has gone to the small kitchen to make porridge for you, Xiao Zai and Tan'er went fishing, and we've won."

Meng Qianqian suddenly burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

Lu Yuan asked coldly.

Meng Qianqian looked at him with curved eyebrows, her eyes seemed filled with starlight: "Grand Commander, are you nervous?"

Lu Yuan denied it flatly: "I'm not."

Meng Qianqian knew he was simply being stubborn, so she saw through but didn't speak up, asking: "And my brother? You haven't mentioned him."

Lu Yuan huffed through his nose: "What's there to say about him?"

Meng Qianqian reached out, gently pinching a piece of his sleeve with two fingers: "He shielded me from many deadly moves, he's seriously injured."

Lu Yuan said lightly: "He won't die, he's been sent back to the Crown Prince Mansion, Lady Yan will treat him! If that's not enough, there's always the Medicine King Valley's daughter, she has all sorts of elixirs."

Meng Qianqian smiled: "I knew my husband was the most thoughtful."

Lu Yuan didn't want to be coaxed into a frenzy by her, but the corners of his mouth had already turned up.

He pressed down on his mouth corners, retained his composure, and said: "I have some news to tell you."

"Mmm."

Meng Qianqian nodded, signaling him to continue.

Lu Yuan sat upright, clearing his throat.

From Meng Qianqian's vantage point, she could see his slightly reddened ears.

He stated solemnly: "The Imperial Physician said you're pregnant."

Meng Qianqian was taken aback.

Lu Yuan brought his fist to his lips, coughed twice: "I was wondering if there might be a mistake, or maybe you ingested some medicine that altered the pulse..."

Meng Qianqian softly said: "No."

Lu Yuan's eyes darted: "But didn't you... drink the Abortion Soup?"

He remembered very clearly, the day he entered the room, the bowl on the table was drained completely, not a drop left.

Meng Qianqian said: "Oh, I poured it out."

Lu Yuan's mind suddenly exploded with fireworks.

He looked at her incredulously: "You... why did you... hide it from me?"

Meng Qianqian curved her lips: "I didn't say I drank it."

Indeed, when he entered, she was calmly sitting there, with the empty bowl beside her.

She hadn't really said she drank it.

But under such circumstances, who would think she poured it out...

"Meng Xiaojiu!"

Lu Yuan clenched his fist.

Meng Qianqian looked at him innocently.

Lu Yuan felt a lump in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out.

"That was very dangerous of you! Knowing you might... and yet you went to confront Gongsun Yanming, you nearly—"

Meng Qianqian blinked, then chuckled softly: "Understood, I'm also very happy."

With a deep breath, Lu Yuan's heart melted.