Chapter 1257 The Emperor Turns Into a Dog

The Imperial Concubine Shu had not slept yet and was still throwing a tantrum.

“Useless! I ask you to find out what illness the Emperor has, and you can’t even discover that?” The Imperial Concubine Shu angrily smashed the cup she held in her hand in front of the palace attendant kneeling on the ground, her expression twisted with fury.

The palace attendant on the ground trembled, but no one dared to speak up.

“Get out, all of you, get out of my sight.” The Imperial Concubine Shu shouted angrily.

The attendants hurriedly crawled away while still on their knees.

Liu Yin poured a cup of water for the Imperial Concubine Shu and carefully comforted her: “My lady, you are pregnant with the dragon child; don’t lower yourself to argue with them.”

Only then did the Imperial Concubine Shu come to her senses and touched her belly, her gaze gloomy: “Yes, I am carrying the Emperor’s child, and he will be the future Crown Prince. Nothing must go wrong.”

Liu Yin agreed, “So, my lady must take good care of your health.”

The Imperial Concubine Shu took the cup from Liu Yin, took a sip of water, and suddenly said: “Liu Yin, what kind of illness do you think the Emperor has? Why would the Empress Dowager block all information? It’s been nearly a month, and the Emperor hasn’t shown himself. This is too unusual. Could something have happened to the Emperor?”

Liu Yin froze, hesitantly saying, “This…”

“The Empress Dowager has confined me and won’t let me know what illness the Emperor has. Are they guarding against me? What are they trying to do? Usurp? Do they want to make Prince De the Emperor?” The Imperial Concubine Shu became more and more agitated as she spoke, increasingly alarmed, and finally stood up, clutching her belly, “No, absolutely not. The throne belongs to the Crown Prince in my womb! Quickly, summon my elder brother to the palace to discuss countermeasures.”

“But, my lady, it’s so late… the palace gates are already closed.” Liu Yin hesitated.

The Imperial Concubine Shu frowned, realizing that at this hour, it was impossible for outside officials to enter the palace.

“Summon my elder brother to the palace first thing in the morning. The Empress Dowager and Prince De must not succeed.” The Imperial Concubine Shu said urgently.

“Yes.” Liu Yin respectfully responded.

The Emperor floated in mid-air, listening to the words of the Imperial Concubine Shu, unable to tell whether he felt more disappointment or heartbreak.

In his time of crisis, the Imperial Concubine Shu’s first thought was the throne, not his safety. She had no intention of investigating, protecting him, or anything of the sort, only how to seize the throne for her unborn child of unknown gender. Or rather, for her own pursuit of power and riches.

No emperor, while still on the throne, would be pleased that others are eyeing his dragon throne. Even if it were someone he personally promised. And he had always believed the Imperial Concubine Shu to be genuine towards him, the only warmth in the cold harem, only to be slapped by reality.

The Emperor drifted out, and when he regained his senses, he found he had returned to his happy body.

He lifted his small head and looked at the soundly sleeping Princess not far away, then gloomily rested his head on the small pillow. This small pillow was made by the Empress herself, with the Princess also helping out.

He began to carefully reflect on the past, questioning what he had missed, what misunderstandings there were over the years he had lived…

The next morning, the Princess noticed that Happy was yawning constantly and seemed low in spirits.

“Mother, is Happy sick again?” The Princess anxiously asked the Empress.

“Probably not. It’s yawning, which means it didn’t sleep well, right?” The Empress puzzledly said, “But can a dog really sleep poorly?”