Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 330 The little prince died of illness

This evening, the two of them were naturally "guests" again.

Upon hearing the good news, both Lu Da and the two soldiers following Yue Pengju were overjoyed.Lu Da knows some medical principles, and he stopped drinking the alcohol he usually likes, and even earnestly warned Yue Pengju not to drink alcohol in the future.Yue Pengju naturally obeyed the order. He has recuperated from his eye disease these days, and he never drank much. Now, he is even more cautious, lest he might harm his wife and the fetus in his womb.

Everyone used tea as wine, and Yue Pengju was happy, not only because he "had a child", but also because he witnessed his wife's ecstasy, knowing that she had worked hard for these years, and knew her knots in her heart. Now, there is such a gift from heaven. Not drunk?
Everyone left, Hua Rong went back to the room, and Yue Pengju stayed behind to ask the soldiers about some things, bits and pieces, and told them to go down the mountain tomorrow to buy some snacks and small sundries that pregnant women like.Today, the two of them were so happy that they ran back in a daze without buying anything.

Hua Rong went back to the room first, but subconsciously opened the big wooden box in the corner.In the box, the turquoise bottle was still laying upright. When it was shaken slightly, the crystal clear liquid flowed and then stopped, like a piece of fine green crystal.I have never taken this medicine, why did I become pregnant?She also remembered that night of the full moon, the strange medicine that King Qin sent, after taking this medicine, she basically recovered.Could it be that it was at that time that the body fully recovered?No wonder many doctors, including Li Yi'an and even Lu Da, said that there was absolutely nothing wrong with their health.

It turned out that it was true.

She didn't know why she thought of King Qin and his medicine when she was so overjoyed, and couldn't help feeling sore, so she put the green bottle back into the box and closed it.

Yue Pengju returned to the room and saw his wife sitting on the bed with a smile all over her face, but she didn't know what to think.He ran over and sat beside her, putting his arms around her shoulders: "Sister Seventeen, do you think the child is like you or me?"

"How do I know?"

"Are you talking about a boy or a girl?"

"I don't know either. Hehe, Pengju, do you like boys or girls?"

He scratched his head: "I don't know, I can't imagine it at all. As long as it is a child, I like it. However, when Wen Long's son was around, he already knew what his son looked like. I would like to be a girl. If it is a Girl, wouldn't it be as beautiful as you?"

Sweet talk, this guy is becoming more and more sweet talker.Hua Rong leaned against his arms, smiling brightly.

Just when Yue Hua and the two were immersed in the joy of giving birth to a new life, a huge event happened in the palace.

These days, Zhao Deji received Wang Jixian's special drug treatment, "the dragon is as powerful as the tiger is fierce", and he favors the court ladies every night.Although Wu Jinnu, Zhang Yingying, etc. will not fall out of favor, they understand that if things go on like this, sooner or later they will be disgusted when they grow old.The shrewd Wu Jinnu made a move first. She heard the eunuchs discuss that Zhao Buyou of the Zhao clan had an unmarried fiancée, Mei Jiao Niang, who was said to be very beautiful.Then he took his heart and told the eunuchs to do this and that.

Naturally, Zhang Yingying was not idle either.However, when the two of them were fighting unsuccessfully, news came that the little prince was seriously ill.Since the beginning of winter, the little prince Zhao Jun has been coughing continuously, and later, the lively and lively child began to be bedridden.

In recent years, Zhao Deji has exhausted all methods and has never had another man and a woman. It is conceivable that he is anxious, and even the palace maids are not favored. He visits his son every day, praying for the improvement of his condition.He summoned all the famous doctors inside and outside the palace, but everyone was helpless.He thought of the "miracle doctor" Wang Jixian, because Wang Jixian had a good hand in rejuvenating impotence, so he pinned his hopes on him.But Wang Jixian has been walking in the palace for these years, and he has long understood that the little prince is congenitally deficient and acquired disorders. He is very cunning, and he is afraid that he will be charged with poor treatment, so he shirks that he can only treat adults' "difficult diseases" and is not proficient in children's strategies. , Don't dare to make up for it.

Zhao Deji had no choice but to dismiss the eunuchs inside and outside the capital and continued to reward famous doctors with huge sums of money, but it was still to no avail.

These days, Concubine Pan Xian stayed by her son's side every day in undressed clothes.Ever since she accused Zhao Deji of being ruthless when she fled, she has completely fallen out of favor, and she hasn't received any "call" for three or two years.Although Wu Jinnu and others are still low in front of her, she knows that it is because of her son that she can still "lead the harem".She took care of her son day and night. In addition to the natural mother-child nature, she also had the panic of a woman who would not be able to show her favor before she faded. She worried day and night. Her son was the only support for her to stand in the deep palace. Also have to be afraid of three points.But what if it's not here?If he lost his son, wouldn't he be a walking corpse in this palace?
Suffering double pain, she begged God and worshiped Buddha day and night, gradually haggard.

Wu Jinnu, Zhang Yingying and others were also extremely virtuous, visiting several times a day, serving the little prince carefully and attentively.Concubine Pan Xian didn't know if it was true or not, but she had to deal with them politely.

The Empress Dowager, Tianwei, Wanwan and others also came to visit many times, and every time they visited, their worries became more and more serious.

However, no matter how he was served, the little prince's illness became more and more serious.

On this day, the little prince's condition worsened. By noon, he was gradually comatose and could not eat or drink.Concubine Pan Xian guarded her son, weeping secretly, and the palace officials did not dare to show their anger.The imperial doctors were also guarding, helpless.

It was dark in winter, in order not to irritate the little prince, only one small lantern was lit in the evening, the room was very dark, and the palace people walked carefully.

A court lady came in with a bowl of decoction. Because she couldn't see clearly, she tripped over a copper tripod under her feet. "Boom" a piercing loud noise.

The little prince lying on the bed was frightened by this, let out a "woo" sound, and his whole body kept twitching.

Concubine Pan Xian was furious, she rushed out and raised her hand to slap the maid, gnashing her teeth and cursing in a low voice: "Damn you bitch, pull me down..."

Everyone immediately pulled the maid down, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to cry.

The imperial doctors surrounded the little prince, each one helpless.

Concubine Pan Xian hurriedly returned to the couch, but saw her son's eyes were closed tightly, his face was like gold paper, his already weakened life, after being frightened by this, his hands and feet twitched for a long time, and he even stopped breathing.

All the imperial doctors looked at each other in blank dismay, no one dared to step forward, they heard Pan Xianfei's heart-piercing cries, and then knelt down in unison: "I am waiting for the death penalty, I am waiting for the death penalty!"

On this day, Zhao Deji left the court early, and his trusted eunuch Feng Yi saw him frowning and knew that he was worried about the little prince. He originally wanted to report the good news of finding the beauty, so as to ease His Majesty's worries a little, but he didn't. Dare to report.But the palace people saw that Zhao Deji didn't favor beauties for three or two days, and out of the habit of being "responsible to the emperor's body", they were naturally afraid that he would "disharmony". On this day, they arranged for several beauties to serve Zhao Deji for lunch.After lunch, the beauties recited poems, painted, sang and danced, but Zhao Deji's interest was not aroused. In the end, a new dancer caught Zhao Deji's eyes, and he pampered him for a while.At the end of the matter, the servants in the palace were all slightly relieved to see the official's dragon face showing a little.

Feng Yi held up a cup of ginseng tea, Zhao Deji drank a few sips, a young eunuch ran in, ignoring the courtesy, and hurriedly knelt down: "Official, it's not good, little prince..."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Zhao Deji immediately got up to see his son.

He heard Concubine Pan Xian screaming from afar, his complexion changed drastically, and he rushed forward, seeing that his son had completely closed his eyes.After all, it was the nature of a father and son, and he also cried on the ground.Everyone knelt down, the imperial doctors pleaded guilty, and naturally mentioned the culprit - the maid who delivered the medicine.Zhao Deji's eyes were full of gold stars, two eunuchs helped him up, and walked out the door, he gritted his teeth and ordered in a low voice: "Put that lowly servant girl Ling Chi to death immediately..."

A trusted eunuch was ordered to step down, and from then on, there was another insignificant little maid in the palace.

The news of the little prince's death shocked the ruling and opposition parties.Zhao Deji's will was depressed, and he stopped court for seven consecutive days to mourn for his son.The palace was completely immersed in a black shadow. Empress Dowager Tianwei and others recalled the days when the little prince "ascended the throne" during the Mutiny of Miao Liu.

Zhao Deji was immersed in the grief of the loss of his son, no matter how trusted ministers, court ladies and eunuchs, concubines and concubines tried to comfort him, it was of no avail.

More than half a month.

Winter is short, after noon, it is very gloomy, like dusk, the palace lights are lit early, Zhao Deji sits on the couch in the warm pavilion, drinks three cups of warm wine, and sighs.Wu Jinnu and Zhang Yingying accompanied him, and he held the beautiful Zhang Yingying on his lap to play with, while Wu Jinnu read him some long-awaited memorials.It was nothing more than flattery to comfort him, or impeachment issued by the censor, or memorials to remind Jin Bing to attack...

He was upset when he heard it, and seeing Wu Jinnu stop reading, he frowned and said, "What is this?"

Wu Jinnu knelt down: "The concubine dare not read."

As soon as he took it, he saw that it was a letter written by a scholar, asking him to follow the example of his ancestor Song Renzong.Song Renzong had no children, so the adoptive clan children became Song Yingzong later.When Zhao Deji saw that his son's bones were not yet cold, there was a mad dog scholar who wrote a letter to adopt someone else. He was furious, threw the memorial on the ground, and only growled: "Exile, I will never be hired."

But at this moment, he no longer had the strength to get angry.These days, he stopped taking Wang Jixian's aphrodisiac medicine, and he couldn't get interested in anything.He always thought his impotence earlier was a big secret, but after reading this memorial, he knew that his impotence had long been known to the world.The death of his son, his disrespect towards women, his infertility towards his offspring, the double humiliation piled up in his heart, his whole body seemed to be bitten by thousands of poisonous snakes, he collapsed on the couch, only waved his hands, and asked Wu Jinnu and others to step back .

Zhao Deji was lying alone, thinking about his son's cute appearance, and thinking about the humiliating memorial, he suddenly thought of Hua Rong, and remembered that she was also seriously injured and barren, so he sneered and said to himself: "I didn't expect that I would Like Rong'er, it's really sympathetic to each other!"

(End of this chapter)