Han Feng 26  

 

"This humble concubine brings joyous news. I am with child." She bowed deeply, placing her hands over her abdomen as though cradling the life within. "You are to become a father, Your Majesty. Our firstborn shall be blessed by the gods and our ancestors alike, as the first child of the Han dynasty."

 

Han Feng's gaze shifted, his expression still distant. He spoke only one word, his tone devoid of emotion. "Pregnant?"

 

Concubine Qing Ru's eyes flickered briefly toward the physician standing nearby. Sensing her silent command, the old man stepped forward hesitantly, his face pale, the lines of age etched deep into his features. Bowing low, he addressed the emperor.