Jiaofang Hall.
As Zheng Yi stepped into the grand hall, he was immediately greeted by a group of consorts.
"We have seen Your Majesty!"
Besides the Empress, there were the heavily pregnant Consort Yu and Consort Chan, as well as Consort Qing and Consort Yinn present.
All of them were pregnant, and Consort Yu, Consort Chan, and Noble Consort Cui were all due to give birth in the next few days.
As for Consort Qing and Consort Yinn, they were due around next month.
In other words, Zheng Yi was about to have ten sons.
By then, a new Three Thousand Worlds would open for him!
"Rise, all of you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"How is Noble Consort Cui?"
"Your Majesty, the midwife has been inside for nearly half an hour, the baby should be born soon."
"Half an hour, so long?"
Previously, the births of the Empress and Consort Duann took no more than the time it takes to burn an incense stick; why is Noble Consort Cui so slow?
