The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 675 Shen Zhaozhao can no longer have children
"Doctor Zhang, how is the princess?" The queen asked after seeing that doctor Zhang stopped.

Song Xieyu stood aside, watching Shen Zhaozhao lying on the bed with all the blood on his face, after watching for a long time, he suddenly felt a little dazed, as if he saw Xing Xiuyun who was lying on the bed half a month ago with a pale face and just had a miscarriage.

Sometimes, I really have to believe that there is retribution in the world...

Grand Physician Zhang sighed, hesitated to speak, the pity in his eyes was so strong that it was difficult to ignore.

The queen's heart tightened, she pursed her lips tightly, and her face showed three points of determination: "Speak, your majesty and the prince are still waiting."

Dr. Zhang was carrying his own medicine box on his back, holding a white cotton handkerchief and wiping his hands hesitantly, before he spoke slowly: "Prince Princess's pulse condition is ups and downs, sometimes weak and sometimes strong, it is due to the loss of both qi and blood, impetuous and anxious. Excessive thinking, the only trauma, is just a heavy blow to the lower abdomen."

The queen has lived in the harem for so many years, if she can't even understand the cryptic words of the doctor Zhang, she will not live today.

Doctor Zhang's words undoubtedly indicated that Shen Zhaozhao did not suffer any trauma before self-injury. Her sudden attack was also caused by her long-term worry and worry and was driven crazy by herself.

Song Xieyu's eyes drifted unconsciously to the bed, something went wrong with Shen Zhaozhao's mind?How could it be so sudden? She has dealt with Shen Zhaozhao a lot. Shen Zhaozhao is firm and rational, and he is definitely not someone who can be easily defeated.

The queen put her elbows on the table, and slowly pressed her temples, feeling a headache: "Doctor Zhang, the matter has come to an end, so you don't have to hide it from me. If you have anything to say, just explain it all at once."

She didn't care about Shen Zhaozhao's mental illness, she just wanted to know one thing: "Doctor Zhang, is there any obstacle for the Crown Princess to give birth?"

Doctor Zhang's hands trembled, he didn't expect the queen's words to hit the point, and he understood it in his heart.He wanted to hide this matter, but he couldn't hide it.

"This..." Kneeling straight down, Imperial Physician Zhang spoke in a deep voice, uttering all the words in a frightened tone: "The princess concubine is seriously injured. In the future, I'm afraid the fate of descendants...is over."

Even though she had expected it long ago, the queen's heart was still hit hard, as if someone hit her head with a stick, and she couldn't recover.

No one spoke in the room for a long time, and after a long while, the queen spoke out, with a tired tone: "Forget it, everyone has their own destiny."

He got up and went out, Song Xieyu fell behind, turned his head and gave Shen Zhaozhao one last look, there was no pity in his eyes, and whispered: "Shen Zhaozhao, the blood on your hands must be paid back."

When Song Xieyu went out, the queen stood in front of Emperor Jing'an, and she should have told the doctor Zhang's words.

Xie Yang's face was pale, Emperor Jing'an's Yintang panicked, Song Xieyu stood beside Xie Chu by himself, it was not her turn to speak about this matter, and she didn't want to.

Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, if Shen Zhaozhao doesn't have ghosts in his heart, he won't be scared crazy.

After a while, Xie Yang got up, his body was hunched, and he looked like he had suffered a serious illness: "Father...my son will go back to the Prince's Mansion first."

He just felt like a big dream today, he fell from the spring breeze to the bottom of the valley in one day, no matter how high he climbed before, he fell so badly now.

Emperor Jing'an didn't keep him either, he waved his hand and complied perfunctorily.

After Xie Yang left, the queen bowed to Emperor Jing'an: "Your Majesty, the concubines and concubines will be brought back to the Jiaofang Hall first."

How could Emperor Jing'an care about the queen and Shen Zhaozhao?Now his mind is full of Shen Zhaozhao's insane behavior on the main hall as if possessed by an evil spirit, he just feels inexplicably flustered and can't sit down.

Glancing at Song Xieyu standing beside Xie Chu, Emperor Jing'an said in a neutral tone: "It's getting late, Changle, go to your aunt's palace to rest, King Yong will stay with me, I still have something to say Discuss with King Yong."

Song Xieyu glanced at Xie Chu, and his heart was pounding. Emperor Jingan didn't keep anyone else, but left the couple alone. Shen Zhaozhao's father, Shen Xian, had left the palace. The two of them had no relatives with Shen Zhaozhao. There is no reason to let them stay... Emperor Jing'an considered this, perhaps it was a disaster rather than a blessing.

Xie Chu's eyebrows were half-closed, his face was indifferent, his cold outline was blurred by the flickering candlelight, he seemed to notice that Song Xieyu was looking at him, and he raised his eyes to look at her, his black pupils were dark deep.

He reassures her.

Song Xieyu lowered his head, calmed down for a moment, saluted Emperor Jing'an, and then retreated.

As soon as he came out of the palace, he saw a court lady trotting over from the side, she was not reckless, she stood five steps away from Song Xieyu and bowed to her: "Princess, slave girl Jinlu, noble concubine let slave girl wait here. "

The night was shrouded in the past, so I couldn't see the face clearly, but when I got closer, I could see the face clearly, and I recognized this person as the second-class maid next to my aunt, she was always with her, she was quite clever.

Song Xieyu nodded, and then followed her to Yanqing Palace.

After the other people in the room left one after another, only Xie Chu and Emperor Jing'an were left. After half a quarter of an hour, Emperor Jing'an showed some fatigue, and his whole body was bent, as if he had suddenly aged. how old.

"Third son, this incident with the princess is too unusual. Tell me, could someone be doing it on purpose?"

After Emperor Jing'an finished speaking, he focused his gaze on Xie Chu. He was standing on his left side. His figure was straight and he was in his prime. Unlike himself, he was dying and the sun was setting. His whole body had begun to exude a kind of autumn leaves. The smell of decay.

After waiting for a long time, before Xie Chu could speak, Emperor Jing'an looked displeased and raised his voice: "King Yong thinks there is something wrong with my words?"

Xie Chu folded his hands in the wide sleeves, his expression was still cold: "Brother Huang already has the answer in his heart, so why bother me to add some stupid words?"

Emperor Jing'an stopped, took a deep look at Xie Chu, and scolded with a half-truth and half-joke: "You are lazy."

Xie Chu drooped his hands and eyes, with a look of innate alienation neither happy nor sad, he, the emperor's brother, was suspicious, and seemed to be asking him whether the accident of the crown prince had something to do with the puppet that appeared in the prince's mansion back then, but if he Following what Emperor Jing'an said, Emperor Jing'an would suspect that he was deliberately framing Xie An and making trouble.

But if he defended the second prince Xie An, he would become suspicious again, thinking that he was inseparably related to the doll's misfortune, and he and Xie An colluded together.

It is wrong for him to agree, and it is even wrong to raise different opinions. The best way is not to answer.

Emperor Jing'an supported his temples with his hands, and the wrinkles on his face piled up together, making him look a little more sinister.

"Preliminary Fang Warlock said that the second child of the Crown Princess is an auspicious sign. I am very happy. Who would have thought that such an earth-shaking change would have taken place in less than a month."

(End of this chapter)