The Crown Prince had officially taken Lu Yunshuang as his first wife, after all. Furthermore, he himself had chosen to marry her. As he looked down at her, pale-faced and lying within his embrace, he could not help reminding himself about how well she had treated him in the past. His expression grew increasingly anxious. "Imperial physician Wu, hurry up and examine the Crown Princess."
At this moment, the genuine affection and sincere concern on his face was something that could not be feigned.
Chen Qiyu and the beauties from the Eastern Palace, who had hitherto been mere wallflowers in the background, looked on with envy and loathing.
The Crown Prince was genuinely worried about Lu Yunshuang; it was just as well, then, that she was threatened with a miscarriage. Otherwise, how could the Crown Prince possibly fail to extol her to the skies once she had given birth to his heir?
