Su Yan was handling domestic affairs, while Chu Yuxiao was dealing with foreign challenges abroad.

Believing that a world without war, where everyone leads a happy life, could soon be realized...

Another month passed in the blink of an eye. As the weather gradually warmed, walking lazily in the Imperial Garden and looking at the vibrant blossoming garden, Su Yan’s lips curled into a blissful smile.

One hand was supported by a palace maid, and the other hand involuntarily stroked her belly.

A month ago, she suspected she was pregnant, and finally, it was confirmed that she was indeed with child.

Now the child in her belly was almost two months old.

When the baby is four months old, Chu Yuxiao should have returned...

He said that it was difficult for werewolves to have offspring, so this child was not easy to come by; no matter what, she had to safely deliver the child.

"Your servant pays respect to the Empress." A palace maid hurried over and kneeled in front of her.

Su Yan stopped in her tracks and asked, "What has you in such a panic?"

"Reporting to the Empress, Princess Su Ya has fallen ill. This servant has specially come to ask if you can send an Imperial Physician to attend to the Princess."

Only then did Su Yan realize she was a palace maid by Su Ya’s side.

Seeing her anxious expression, which did not seem like a lie, Su Yan furrowed her brows slightly and asked again, "When did she fall ill, and is it severe?"

"It’s been several days now. The guard outside said that without the Empress’s decree, no one is allowed into Zhaohua Palace. Now the Princess has been unconscious, and the guard finally permitted this servant to report to you." The palace maid answered her with a sob.

Su Yan’s brow furrowed deeper, "Go now and summon the Imperial Physician to treat the Princess."

"Thank you, Empress, thank you." She quickly kowtowed a few times, then got up and ran towards the Imperial Hospital.

"Take me to Zhaohua Palace." After the palace maid left, Su Yan said to the person beside her.

"Yes."

Nanzhao Suya had indeed fallen ill. When Su Yan entered her bedroom, she saw Suya unconscious on the bed, her face pale.

She waved the palace maid away, stepped forward a few steps, and naturally placed her hand on her pulse.

The pulse was steady, breathing was even, and there were no signs of illness.

At that moment, an unusual aura flowed through the air, and Su Yan was shocked. As she hastily turned her head, she was struck on the acupoint.