C330 The little prince died of illness

That night, the two of them were once again "guests at the grand feast".

After hearing the happy news, both Lu Da and the two personal guards were ecstatic. Lu Da understood some medical principles, so he did not drink his usual hobby, and instead sincerely warned Yue Pengju to not touch any alcohol in the future. Yue Pengju naturally obeyed his orders. In these few days of recuperating from illness, he had never drank much, and now, he was even more used to it. He was afraid that he would harm his wife and the fetus in his womb in the slightest.

Everyone used tea as wine. Yue Pengju was happy in his heart, not only because he had an heir, but also because he had witnessed his wife's happiness. He knew that she had worked hard all these years and that she had a crush on him.

Everyone said their goodbyes and Hua Rong returned back to her room. Yue Pengju stayed behind to ask the guards about a few things, scattered around, instructing them to go down the mountain and buy some snacks that the pregnant women liked. The two of them were overjoyed today, and they came running back dizzily. They didn't buy anything at all.

Hua Rong returned to her room first, and then subconsciously went to the corner and opened the big wooden chest. In the box, the turquoise bottle was still lying there, gently shaking, the crystal liquid flowing and then still, like a piece of good green crystal. She hadn't taken this medicine yet, so why was she pregnant? She once again thought of that full moon. The strange medicine sent by the King Qin. Could it be that her body had fully recovered since then? No wonder so many of them, including Li Yian and even Lu Da had said that there would be no problems with their bodies.

So it was really like that.

She didn't know why she would think of the King Qin and his medicine when she was so happy. She couldn't help but feel sour, so she put the green bottle back into the chest and covered it.

Yue Pengju returned to his room and saw his wife sitting on his bed. She was smiling, but he did not know what she was thinking. He ran over and sat beside her, putting his arm around her shoulders. "Sister Shi Qi, do you think the child is like you or like me?"

"How would I know?"

"Is it a boy or a girl?"

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

He scratched his head. "I don't know, I can't imagine. I like all children. However, before this, when Wen Long was here, he already knew what his son looked like. I would like to be a daughter. If she were a daughter, wouldn't she be as beautiful as you? "

Sweet talk, this guy, she's getting better at sweet talk. Hua Rong leaned into his embrace, laughing.

Just as Yue Hua and Yue Yang were immersed in the joy of having a new life, in the palace, something huge happened.

These days, Zhao Deji had obtained Wang Jixian's special treatment, "Fierce Dragon and Fierce Tiger". Although Wu Jinnu, Zhang Yingying and the rest would not lose their favor, they knew that if this went on, they would be despised sooner or later. The astute Wu Jinnu made a move first. She had heard from the Eunuch that the Zhao Clan of Zhao had a fiancee that they had yet to meet, the Beautiful Lady. With that in mind, she instructed the Eunuch to do as she was told.

Zhang Yingying was naturally not idle either. However, just as the two were losing out on their magic fights, news of The little prince's serious illness arrived. Since the beginning of winter, The little prince Zhao Jun had been continuously coughing. In the end, the lively children began to lie down on their beds.

In these past few years, Zhao Deji had used up all his methods and yet did not manage to produce a man and a woman. One could only imagine how anxious he was, even the palace maid did not favor him. He summoned all the famous doctors outside the palace, but none of them could do anything. He thought of the "genius doctor", Wang Jixian. Because of Wang Jixian's amazing hands on impotence, he placed his hopes on Wang Jixian. However, Wang Jixian had walked around the palace all these years and he had long understood that the The little prince was born lacking something and it had become maladjusted. He was very cunning, afraid that the treatment would not allow him to bear the responsibility of the crime, and so he refused to accept the "difficult situation" where he could only treat adults.

Zhao Deji was helpless, he had no choice but to dismiss the famous doctors who continued to place heavy bounties on him from both inside and outside Eunuch, but it was still useless.

These days, Pan Xianfei stayed by his son's side, unable to take off his clothes. Ever since she accused Zhao Deji of being heartless when she was escaping, she had been completely disgraced and did not receive any kind of "blessings" for three to two years. Although Wu Jinnu and the others were still trying to be humble in front of her, she knew that she could still call this "leader's harem" because of her son. She watched over her son day and night. In addition to her natural mother's and son's natures, there was also the fear of a woman's dying grace, and she worried day and night that her son was the only thing she could rely on to establish herself in the palace. With him around, even a beloved concubine would have to be fearful of him. But what if he wasn't there? If he lost his son, wouldn't he be a walking corpse in the palace?

She suffered double pain, day and night, worshiping Buddha, gradually haggard.

Wu Jinnu, Zhang Yingying and others had also done their best to help the little crown prince. Pan Xianfei didn't know if this was a show of sincerity or not, but she could only deal with the two of them politely.

The empress dowager, Tian Wei, Wan Wan and the others had also visited many times.

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

On this day, The little prince's illness worsened and by noon, he had gradually passed out, unable to eat. Pan Xianfei watched her son and silently shed tears. Palace People did not dare to breathe too loudly. The imperial physicians were also waiting, helpless.

The winter sky was dark, and in order to not provoke The little prince, they even lit a small lantern in the evening. The room was very dim, and Palace People walked carefully.

A palace maid came in while carrying a bowl of soup. Due to being unable to see clearly, she tripped over a copper cauldron beneath her feet, and with a "Aiyo", he accidentally knocked over the medicine bowl.

The The little prince on the bed was so shocked that he let out a "wuu" sound, and his entire body twitched non-stop.

The Pan Xianfei was enraged, she rushed out and slapped the palace maid, gritting her teeth as she cursed, "Damned cheap maidservant, drag him down …"

Everyone immediately pulled palace maid down, causing him to panic, she was so scared that she did not dare cry.

The royal doctors surrounded The little prince, none of them able to do anything.

Pan Xianfei anxiously returned to the side of the bed, but when she saw her son's face, which was as pale as gold paper, and her weakened life force, she was so frightened that her hands and feet twitched for a long while, and then she stopped breathing.

All the royal doctors looked at each other, none of them dared to step forward, hearing Pan Xianfei's heart-wrenching cries, they all kneeled down, "This official is guilty, this official is guilty! This official is guilty!"

On this day, Zhao Deji left the imperial court early, and when the close eunuch Feng Yi saw that he was frowning, he knew that was worried about the little crown prince. He had wanted to report the good news of finding the beauty, in order to alleviate His Majesty's worries, but seeing the situation, he did not dare report it. But when Palace People saw that Zhao Deji had not doted on the beauty for two or three days, and due to the inertia of being "responsible for the body" to the emperor, he was naturally afraid that he would be "out of balance", so on this day, he arranged for a few beauties to accompany Zhao Deji for lunch. After lunch, the beauties would recite poems and paint, singing and dancing, but they could not arouse Zhao Deji's interest. In the end, it was a new dancer who made Zhao Deji's eyes light up, and he began to favor his. At the end of the matter, when the Palace People saw the Shangguan Family's draconic expression lighten, they all heaved a sigh of relief.

Feng Yi brought a cup of ginseng tea over, Zhao Deji drank a few mouthfuls, and a Young Eunuch ran over. With no time to pay his respects, he quickly knelt down: "Shangguan Family, it's bad, The little prince …."

Zhao Deji didn't wait for him to finish speaking and immediately stood up to look at his son.

When he heard Pan Xianfei's shouts from far away, his expression changed greatly. He rushed forward and saw that his son had already closed his eyes. After all, it was the nature of a father and his son. Everyone kneeled on the ground, and as the imperial physicians begged for forgiveness, they naturally mentioned the culprit — the palace maid who delivered the medicine. Gold stars appeared in Zhao Deji's eyes as two eunuchs helped him up. Walking out of the door, he gritted his teeth and ordered in a low voice, "Immediately execute cheap maidservant Ling Chi …"

One of the trusted eunuchs accepted the order and left. From then on, the palace lost another insignificant little palace maid.

The news of The little prince's death shook the entire country. Zhao Deji's will was dispirited. He had put his son to death for seven days in a row to mourn for him. The palace was completely submerged in black shadows. The empress dowager, Tianwei, and the others recalled the days of The little prince's' enthronement 'when Miao Liujun transformed. Their children were young and lively and adorable, but now that they had passed away like this, they couldn't help but shed tears.

No matter if it was the trusted ministers of the imperial court, the eunuchs of the palace maid, or the concubines who were lying on the bed to console him, it was all to no avail.

More than half a month.

The palace was already lit up with light. Zhao Deji sat on the bed of the Warm Pavilion and drank three cups of warm wine before he let out a long sigh. Wu Jinnu and Zhang Yingying accompanied him from the sides as he played around with the beautiful Zhang Yingying on his knees while Wu Jinnu read out a few pieces of information that had been stored up in his mind for a long time. It was nothing more than flattery, or impeachment by the censors, or a memorial to the gold soldier, reminding him to attack …

He was distracted, but seeing that Wu Jinnu stopped reading, he frowned and asked: "What is this?"

Wu Jinnu kneeled down, "This concubine doesn't dare say so."

He took it and looked at it. It turned out to be a written letter from a scholar. He didn't mind imitating his ancestor, Song Renzong. Song Ren had no children, so he passed on to the next generation, Song Ying. Seeing that his son's body had not even turned cold, and there was actually a Mad Dog Scholar who wanted to take over his place, Zhao Deji became flustered and exasperated. He threw the imperial report on the ground and bellowed: "Eviction, never to be used!"

But at this moment, he no longer had the strength to get angry. These days, he temporarily stopped taking Wang Jixian's aphrodisiac. He was not interested in anything. He had always thought that his impotence was a great secret. However, after reading this imperial report, he knew that the entire world knew that he had failed to do anything. His son had passed away, he did not care about the women's looks, and had lost all of his children. The humiliation of having two generations had accumulated at the bottom of his heart, as though he was being bitten by thousands of poisonous snakes. He laid on the bed, and only waved at Wu Jinnu and the others to leave.

As Zhao Deji lied there alone, he thought about his son's adorable appearance and that humiliating imperial report. Suddenly, he thought about Hua Rong, remembered that she was also severely injured and sterile, laughed coldly, and said to herself, "I never thought that we would actually be like Rong Er, we are really in the same boat!"