Donggong Zhangjiao

At night, Weiyang Pavilion.

When Yang woke up, it was already midnight.

Both Yunqian and Yunrou were guarding the side of the couch, not leaving an inch, and when they heard the slightest movement on the couch, they immediately surrounded them.

Seeing Yang's eyes slowly opening, both of them immediately looked happy and excited.

"Side concubine, you're finally awake!" Yunrou said happily, "Is there any other discomfort for you? This servant will order someone to invite the imperial physician!"

"and many more."

When Yang uttered these two words with difficulty, she felt sore all over, and her throat felt dry and sore as if it had been cut by a knife.

Yun Qian hurriedly poured a glass of warm water, helped Yang to get up, and fed her half a glass.

Feeling that her throat was more comfortable, Yang hurriedly grabbed Yunqian again with an urgent expression.

"Where's the child? Bring the child here and let me see if it's a boy or a girl?"

Although Yang hadn't closed her eyes and fell asleep at the moment after giving birth, her mind was completely unconscious at that time, it was blank, her ears were buzzing, and she didn't hear anything at all.

In other words, at this moment, Yang doesn't know whether the child she gave birth is dead or alive.

"The side concubine is overjoyed, you have given birth to a little boy, but right now the little boy is being taken care of by the wet nurse, so he is probably asleep, why don't you see it tomorrow? Now you have been in a coma for a whole day, and the maidservant will make some porridge first." Come and use it for you."

Yunrou's eyes flickered slightly, and she said soothingly.

But Yang was keen, and immediately noticed something was wrong, and his eyes sharpened immediately.

"I don't want to eat, since it's a great joy, you bring the child to me to see, if the child doesn't come, I will go to see him!"

"Side concubine, calm down, you are still in confinement, you can't be so angry, servant girl, servant girl, just go and hug her!"

Yunrou couldn't resist her, she pursed her lips, turned around and walked out quickly.

Not long after, a small swaddle with a red background and white border was brought in. Regardless of her weakness, Yang stretched out her hand to take it, but the moment she saw the child, her heart suddenly turned cold.

She really didn't expect that the son she gave birth to with all her life would be so weak.

The skin of the baby in the swaddle was wrinkled and seemed to be translucent, but the blue blood vessels on the baby's body could be clearly seen. The whole doll was thin and small, and it didn't weigh much in the hand.

At that moment, Yang only felt that her pregnancy was in vain.

The white hair on his face trembled slightly, his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if his soul had been drained of energy.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, why did I get up in the middle of the night, if I lay on the couch slowly, and didn't get off the ground, I wouldn't fall down, I wouldn't have a premature birth, and I wouldn't give birth to such a poor baby child."

"The side concubine speaks carefully!"

Yun Qian hurriedly made a sound beside her, and motioned for Yun Rou to take the child away, and then straightened Yang Shidao.

"The side concubine is sad, and the concubines and concubines know it in their hearts, but the concubine must not say such unlucky words. Yesterday the concubine gave birth, and His Highness stayed outside all night. It can be seen that he values ​​our young master. You must be careful." You can't do this, you have to take good care of yourself and raise the little prince!"

"Bringing up?" Yang smiled wryly, showing remorse and unwillingness on his face, "This child may not survive, even if he survives, the womb is not enough, how can he compare with other healthy sons in the future, this suffering, I ended up eating in vain."

Yun Qian was at a loss for words for a moment, but she continued to comfort her.

"When something like this happens, the side concubine is sad, and His Highness is also sad. No matter what, the side concubine has to take care of His Highness's thoughts. Now that you treat the young master with care, His Highness will think you are good, right? You can't be confused and call Wutongyuan took the opportunity to charge you with harming the emperor's heir."

It has to be said that as soon as the crown princess is moved out, side concubine Yang will become energetic.

Listening to Yun Qian's persuasion at this moment, I felt relieved, and calmed down a lot.

Lie on the pillow for a while, and after carefully thinking about the situation, he said in a deep voice, "Prepare some food, I don't have the strength."

"Yes, maidservant, let's go!"

Yunqian agreed immediately.

There is a small kitchen in Weiyang Pavilion, and they have ordered warming porridge and nourishing soup for the body, and they are served quickly.

After Yang used it, she fell into a deep sleep again.

However, the news that she woke up in the middle of the night spread everywhere the next day.

Pei Yao rushed forward and came to see her once, which was regarded as a serious consideration.

After all, Yang Chengyu, the eldest son of the Nanning Marquis, is still staying in the capital, so he is supporting the Yang family.

And in the Wutong Garden, the Crown Princess was beating all the female relatives who came to pay their respects.

"It's an accident that Concubine Yang gave birth prematurely. The third son was born within eight months, so there must be some slaves in this palace who chew their tongues. I only want to say one thing. If you ask me to know whose slaves in the courtyard Words that shouldn’t have popped out, no matter what their relationship or identity, they will all be slapped and thrown out of the palace, remember!”

"My concubine remembers my mother's orders!"

Everyone got up hurriedly.

Here, Zhao Liangdi is the fastest.

She was the first to say these words that are seven or eight.

At this moment, Fang Yun followed the crowd to salute, and silently observed that the princess's complexion is very good today, and she seems to be in a happy mood.

After thinking about it carefully, shouldn't he be happy? Yang's son is born, but he is a sick child who doesn't know whether he can raise it. This bargaining chip is not worth it.

Back to Bi Luo Zhai.

Qingrong couldn't help but whispered, "Di Liang, you said that Concubine Yang's child will grow up?"

"I've said this once, and I'm not allowed to say it a second time. Others will listen to it and think you're cursing me." Fang Yun frowned and reminded.

Qing Rong's expression changed immediately, and he nodded quickly.

But Fang Yun still whispered back to her.

"As long as Mrs. Yang is not stupid, she should take good care of this child, and His Highness will not treat her badly."

This is a vague answer.

Whether it can be brought up or not depends on whether Mrs. Yang is willing to take care of it with all her heart.

It is inconvenient to discuss such a topic for too long, so after finishing this sentence, I did not continue.

Just as Fang Yun was about to take off some gold and silver jewelry and put on light and comfortable casual clothes, he suddenly heard movement from the yard.

"What are you? Just because you are Fang Liangdi's aunt, you don't pay attention to the rules of the East Palace? You only call you Nanny Song after a little compliment. After all, you are just a lowly maid. What is it, dare to feed it to my son?" These messy things, if you say a few words and still quibble, go, I want to hear how Fang Liangdi can explain it to me!"

The scolding outside was ugly, and Fang Yun had already recognized Zhao Liangdi's voice, frowning at this moment, he immediately got up and left the room.

As soon as she came out, she saw Zhao Liangdi rushing in aggressively with someone, and she was followed by two nuns, pushing Song Qiuhe from left to right.

Song Qiuhe, who was caught in the middle, looked embarrassed and helpless at the moment, and dared not speak out even after being scolded face to face.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Fang Yun's expression turned a little cold, but he still kept his manners.

"What's the matter with Zhao Liangdi, my aunt was escorted back by mobilizing the crowd, and she scolded me here again, if my aunt has offended me in any way, I ask Zhao Liangdi to forgive me a little bit."

"Besides, I don't care about you, but if you want to touch my son, then you can't do it!"

Zhao Liangdi said sharply, then pointed at Song Qiuhe angrily.

"You are a poor relative of Lao Shizi. It's nothing more than playing the autumn wind in your yard. You don't know what kind of messy food to feed to my son. Now my son has severe abdominal pain and diarrhea. Tell me, do you still need to ask for this matter?" Your Highness, come down and be the master!"

Being a mother is tough, Zhao Liangdi was always afraid of Fang Yun being favored, but once the eldest son was involved, she would ignore it.