Concubine Biography

Chapter 47

Xiao Shanzi poked his head out of the yard to look for a while, then retracted after a while, Hong Ying saw it just in time, and couldn't help cursing, "What are you looking at? Why don't you close the door quickly and come back."

Xiao Shanzi shrunk his neck and pointed to the outside of the yard, "Just now I heard someone outside say that the eldest son has hired an imperial doctor again, which is really a crime, sister Hongying, do you think the eldest son will not survive this month? How many times..."

Hong Ying frowned and spat, "Crow's mouth, go do your job."

Xiao Shanzi curled his lips and walked away with his head shrunk.

After Hong Ying entered the room, Fu'er raised her head and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Hong Ying looked solemn, "Xiaoshanzi said that the eldest son has invited the imperial physician again, and this is the fifth time this month, will it be..."

Fu'er put down the book in her hand, frowned and said, "Probably... no..."

She really didn't know what to do. After the new year, Li Peiyuan's condition seemed to have worsened a lot. She followed Li Jiarong to visit once. Li Peiyuan coughed up blood in front of Li Jiarong. Li Jiarong's face was pale Very bad, I held Li Peiyuan all night without closing my eyes.

"Since Guo entered the mansion, she was very much loved..." Hong Ying's words entered her mind suddenly.

She lowered her head sadly, Mrs. Guo was Li Jiarong's favorite woman in the past, and Li Peiyuan was Li Jiarong's biological son, what's so sad about her?
"It's not good! It's not good!" Nanny Liu came in in a panic. "Ma'am, go and have a look, the Eldest Young Master is dying!"

what!
Fu'er looked at Hong Ying suspiciously, hurriedly put down the things in her hand, and hurried out with Hong Ying.

Yang's yard was almost a mess. Fu'er glanced around and saw Xiao Qinzi standing outside the door. Fu'er knew that Li Jiarong must be inside.

Seeing her coming, Xiao Qinzi came up to meet her, and said in a low voice, "Madam, go in quickly, and see the eldest son for the last time."

last side?
Fu'er hurriedly pushed Xiao Qinzi away, and went straight into the house.

The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine, Li Jiarong hugged Li Peiyuan in his arms, the skinny Li Peiyuan was panting weakly, Su Shi sat on the stool beside the bed with a look of unbearable.Yang Shi knelt beside the bed, her eyes glazed over.Lu Ying stood behind Su with her head down, while Zhou and Yan stood aside with their necks hunched.

"You're here, come and see Peiyuan." Su said sadly, covering the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Fu'er took a deep breath, and walked two steps forward. Li Peiyuan's face was very pale, his lips were blue, and his eyes could not be opened. Only the faint trembling of his nose could tell that he was still alive.

"Bring the medicine here." Li Jiarong said in a low voice.

Fu'er hurriedly took the medicine bowl, glanced at Yang Shi who was kneeling by the bed, walked around her and squatted beside Li Jiarong, Li Jiarong scooped up a spoonful of the black medicine juice with a spoon, and fed it to Li Peiyuan's mouth .

"Peiyuan, be good, open your mouth and drink the medicine, you'll be fine after drinking it." Li Jiarong coaxed softly.

But how could Li Peiyuan react at this moment?The medicinal juice could not be poured in, and remained on Li Peiyuan's lips. Fu'er saw Li Jiarong's hands paused, and the veins on his neck slowly bulged.

"Peiyuan, good boy, listen to your father, open your mouth to drink the medicine." Li Jiarong continued to coax, the medicine juice continued to flow down the corner of his mouth.

Snapped!Li Jiarong grabbed the medicine bowl in Fu'er's hand and smashed it on the ground. Fu'er was startled and trembled all over, she lowered her head and dared not look at Li Peiyuan.

"Where's the imperial physician? Get out of here, my king!" Li Jiarong let out a roar, and several imperial physicians surrounded him tremblingly.

Fu'er saw Imperial Physician Hu who had been taking care of Li Peiyuan tremblingly stepping forward and hurriedly retreated to one side.Imperial Physician Hu took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, the hand holding the needle was trembling, "My lord, my lord, let me take the pulse again for the eldest son..."

Li Jiarong looked at him coldly, snorted, and kicked out, kicking the forty-year-old Imperial Physician Hu lying on the ground unable to get up.

"Let you take the pulse? You have been taking care of Peiyuan's body all the time. Why didn't he inform me when he was so seriously ill? What did you say that Qi and blood deficiency only needs tonic? Is this Qi and blood deficiency? Quack doctor! Where is Chen Zhengren? Come out!" Li Jiarong scolded angrily, and Chen Zheng walked out from the group of imperial physicians in response.

Fu'er's heart shrank suddenly, and she twisted the handkerchief in her hand, feeling terrified, if Li Jiarong treated her father like this... No way!She must stop it!

Thinking of this, Fuer leaned closer to Li Jiarong again. When Chen Zheng walked over, he glanced at Fuer and nodded slightly at Fuer.

Then Chen Zheng knelt down and put his hand on Li Peiyuan's thin arm.

Chen Zheng closed his eyes and listened quietly for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he stood up, took two steps back and knelt down, "Please forgive me, my lord, I really can't do anything."

Like a thunderbolt!

If Li Jiarong was lucky before this, then Chen Zheng's words completely shattered his hopes!
Fu'er saw Li Jiarong's body shaking before sitting up straight. After a while, Li Jiarong asked with difficulty, "What's the reason?"

Chen Zheng was still kneeling on the ground, and said slowly, "Eldest Young Master is congenitally deficient, and he is already weak. If he takes care of it carefully, he can live for decades. It's a pity that he is eager to ask for kindness, but the tonic is too much and he can't bear it. Young Master Internal damage and external consumption, that's why today... like this."

"How long?" Li Jiarong asked.

Chen Zheng continued, "Just now the imperial physicians have taken turns to check the pulse, and the prince also heard what the imperial physician said, the eldest son is exhausted, and tomorrow will be the latest."

"Not tomorrow at the latest?" Li Jiarong's voice raised slightly.

Chen Zheng was silent.

"You guys go down." Li Jiarong was silent for a while, then said softly.

Chen Zheng saluted and withdrew together with all the imperial physicians.

Li Jiarong adjusted Li Peiyuan's posture, hugged Li Peiyuan into her arms, lowered her head and said, "You guys go down too."

Su Shi stood up and comforted her softly, "Master..."

"Get lost!" As soon as she spoke, Li Jiarong scolded angrily.Su's eyes turned red immediately, but she still held back, saluted and took the lead to retreat.

As a result, it was difficult for everyone to stay in the house, and Yang Shi was also helped up and retreated by the close nurse.

Mrs. Su led everyone to sit in the wing room, Mrs. Yang's eyes were dull, as if she had lost her soul.A servant girl served tea, but at this moment, who is in the mood to eat?

This night is destined to be difficult.

After sitting withered all night, Luying, Yan's, and Zhou's were all dazed, half asleep and half awake.Yang kept her head down, not sure if she fell asleep or something.Fu'er has been worried that Li Jiarong is too sad, so she won't be able to sleep.Tilting his head slightly, he found that Su's eyes were red and he ordered Mother Su to make some porridge for Li Jiarong.

Fu'er secretly sighed, no matter what the people of the Su family were, she was really sincere in opposing Jiarong.

"Your Majesty, you go over, the eldest son... has already gone." Xiao Qinzi came to tell the time, his eyes were red.

Li Peiyuan is dead...

When she went in again, Fu'er found that Li Peiyuan was lying peacefully on the bed, her clothes had been changed, her hair was combed... a bit awkward, but neat.

Could it be that Li Jiarong did all of this?

Fu'er looked at Li Jiarong, but he didn't see him all night, he was haggard a lot, and the stubble on his chin was also protruding.Li Jiarong is his eldest son, who has been by his side since birth.Unlike Li Peizhuo, who was born in the Wang family, he only met each other when he was one year old.Whether it is a father or a mother, there is always a special affection for the first child.

"Yang Binghui, what did you promise Ruyi?" Li Jiarong sat by the bed and asked coldly.

Yang Binghui should be Yang's name, who is Ruyi?Fu'er looked at Yang Shi suspiciously.

Yang's body trembled, and she knelt down in front of Li Jiarong with a plop, crying, "Master, I really took care of Peiyuan with all my heart, I love him as my own son, I didn't mean it... …”

Li Peiyuan is not Yang's biological son?

Fu'er thinks all this is too crazy, Ruyi, the child, pregnant and giving birth at the same time... Is Ruyi Guo's?Li Peiyuan is actually Guo's son?

Fu'er heard Su Shi's gasp, it seems that Su Shi didn't know, but Yang Shi...is really amazing!For so many years relying on Li Peiyuan to run amok in the mansion, but in the end Li Peiyuan is not her biological son!

"Ruyi is your first cousin, and you brought her into the house. Back then, you gave birth to her one day before her, and you had dystocia, and the child died on the ground. However, Ruyi bled profusely after giving birth to Peiyuan. Before she died, she entrusted the child to you , and didn't let me tell the child's life experience, just because you are Peiyuan's concubine and his aunt. Ruyi trusted you wholeheartedly and entrusted the child she bought with her life to you, Yang Binghui, how did you promise at that time? of?" Li Jiarong held Li Peiyuan's little hand and said in a low voice.

Yang's tears flowed down her cheeks, "I promise Ruyi that I will treat her child as my own, raise him well, marry a wife and have children for him, and live a life of peace and joy."

"Then did you do it?" Li Jiarong asked calmly.

Yang shook her head in a panic, "I did it. I gave Peiyuan the best. He has been by my side since he was born. He is my own son. I played with him, taught him to walk, and taught him to walk. Talking... I did it, I really did it...."

"Did you do it after Petro was born?"

"Pei, Pei Zhuo?" Yang was taken aback for a moment, but her tone was not as firm as before, "Master, Master, I didn't do it on purpose, I hired a doctor for Peiyuan, I just hope that Peiyuan's health will get better, I didn't know it would be like this!"

Li Jiarong put down Li Peiyuan's hand and looked at Yang, "Yang, you really love Peiyuan, but you know how you treat Peizhuo after he was born! Peiyuan was born by your side, you will not know Peiyuan's body is weak? You clearly do it on purpose!" Li Jiarong's eyes were red, and he looked at Yang fiercely.

Yang crawled forward and grabbed his leg, crying and shaking her head, "I really didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, I didn't know it would happen... It was those quack doctors who killed Peiyuan , not a concubine..."

The more Li Jiarong listened, the more angry he became, and he slapped Yang Shi in the face with a slap. The force was so strong that he hit Yang Shi directly to the ground.

Fu'er gasped, this was the first time she saw Li Jiarong beat someone, and it was a woman, which shows how much Li Jiarong hated her.

"Wow... mother..." Xiaowa's soft but loud crying sounded suddenly.

Fu'er looked at the door, and Li Peizhuo ran in, grinning, wagging and crying, and rushed to Yang's side. Yang hugged her son and cried.

Li Jiarong took a deep breath and returned to his icy look.

"For Pei Zhuo's sake, I will spare you! If anything happens to Pei Zhuo, I will definitely kill you!"

The death of the eldest son Li Peiyuan plunged the entire palace into grief, and he still couldn't see Li Jiarong every day. Xiao Qinzi came to find Fu'er in private, saying that Li Jiarong sat in the study all night and stared blankly until dawn, and wanted to invite him Fu'er went to see Li Jiarong and persuaded him.

On the night of Li Peiyuan's funeral, Fu'er went to the study with a box of vegetables and wine.This was the first time she had been allowed to go to the study, but she had no intention of watching it.

Because Li Jiarong was crying.

Seeing Li Jiarong sitting blankly in the study, crying silently, Fu'er felt her heart was about to break.

Fu'er walked over, hugged Li Jiarong, and buried Li Jiarong's face in her fragrant and warm embrace.

"I hate her, and I hate myself even more..."

The fragility of a man, the pain of a father, all melted into the gentle comfort of a woman that night.

Li Peiyuan's premature death seemed to herald a bad start. On April 31th in the [-]st year of Jianhe, the emperor decreed that the second son of the emperor, An Wang Li Jia'an, was conferred the crown prince, and the whole country celebrated together.

(End of this chapter)