C78

The prince is saved but ill, Queen Ronger sad heart;

The young Son of Heaven bore the heavy burden of his worries within and outside the imperial court.

No matter how slow the imperial physician was, four imperial physicians came to pay their respects to the emperor and Rong'er. The four of them examined the pulse of Sai Yin, Shaoqing, and after they were done, they discussed briefly with each other. Among them, an older imperial physician reported to Xuan Ye, "Reporting to your majesty, the imperial physician has diagnosed that the prince has caught wind chill. Since he has not been treated immediately, I'm afraid …"

"What is it?" Xuan Ye asked anxiously.

"I'm afraid it has already turned into a closed lung coughing and gasping for breath." A prince and a princess had already died from this illness, but they had no cure for their suffering. Their hearts were filled with worry for the Emperor's blame.

The lungs open. What are you imperial physicians doing eating?" "I'm telling you, if there's a good thing to happen to Yuyin Cha, I won't forgive you. All of you, go and accompany the prince in death." "When Xuan Ye heard that his beloved son had suffered from such a disease, he could not help but shout out in grief.

"This subject is terrified. We will do our best to save Brother. Please calm your anger, Your Majesty." When the four imperial physicians heard his words, they were so frightened that they fell to their knees.

When Rong'er heard that his son had suffered from Qing'er's and Zhuo Shu-shu's maladies, he felt sad. He rushed to his son's side and couldn't help but cry. The empress also began to cry and said, "It's all my fault. It's all my fault for not taking good care of Cha Yin."

Seeing this, Xuan Ye sighed heavily and said helplessly, "Both of you, get up. The prince's illness, you must find a way to cure it. This Emperor will not allow anything to happen to Sai Chanjing. Did you hear that?"

With that, Xuan Ye ordered the imperial physician to withdraw and prescribe medicine. He then looked at Rong'er, the empress and the rest lying on the bed. His son was still in a coma, and he didn't know what to say. Ever since he came to power, he had deeply understood that even though he was the Son of Heaven, he was powerless to save his children.

In the morning court, the ministers reported that the situation in the south was still not getting better. Wu Sangui's army was like a hot knife through butter, taking the city wherever they went. The war in the imperial court was chaotic, and then this happened in the palace.

At that moment, an eunuch shouted from outside, "The empress dowager has arrived!" Xuan Ye had sent someone to report back to her grandmother, but he didn't expect her to arrive so soon.

"My great-great-grandson is back, isn't he?" As soon as the empress dowager entered the palace gates, her joyous voice sounded. However, when she entered the East Warm Pavilion, she saw the empress and Rong'er guarding Sai Yin, wiping away their tears.

"Grandson, what's going on?" the empress dowager asked doubtfully.

"Royal Grandmother, Sai Yincha is suffering from a lung attack and is coughing for breath." Xuan Ye replied in a low voice.

"Huh?" After the empress dowager heard Xuan Ye's words, she hurried over to Sai Yincha's side and used her hand to wipe the child's forehead. "Hot soup." How could this be? How can this be? " the Empress Dowager raised her voice again.

"Old Ancestor!" Rong'er raised his head and cried for the empress dowager.

The empress dowager closed her eyes. Her heart ached. What had happened to the children of her great-grandchildren? She had to think, think.

At this moment, Zhang DeShun walked in and reported, "Reporting to Your Majesty, the Military Minister, Mingzhu, requests an audience. He said that he has something important to report."

"This …" Seeing the room full of grief, Xuan Ye hesitated.

The empress dowager looked at Xuan Ye in pain. "Your majesty, I will take care of the harem. Don't worry about it, the only thing you need to worry about is the imperial court! Above the imperial court! "

"Royal Grandmother, will Sai Yin Cha be alright? He is so clever and obedient that nothing will happen to him, right? " Xuan Ye's eyes turned red as he looked at the empress dowager.

"Your Majesty, I don't know if there will be any problems with the Sai Yin Cha, but I do know that if there is an issue with the emperor's court, and his mountains and rivers disappear, then everyone in the imperial palace will be in trouble. The emperor will be in trouble, your mother will be in trouble, the empress, her concubines, and the children in their wombs will be in trouble, and Sai Yin Cha will be in trouble." The empress dowager closed her eyes again, sighing softly as she spoke. "Your majesty, go and look at your mountains and rivers in the Great Qing Dynasty. This one will guard Senior-apprentice Sister and the imperial harem."

"Royal Grandmother." Xuan Ye could not bear to leave behind the sad empress, Rong'er, and his son's beloved in sickness, but he knew his imperial grandmother was right. If there was a problem with the Great Qing Dynasty's mountains and rivers, then everyone would be in trouble, so he lowered his head sadly and said in a low voice, "Then your grandson will return to the palace first." He then looked at the empress and Rong'er, and said softly, "The empress and Noble Lady Rong are both pregnant, you need to take care of yourself. "Body." With that, he left the palace.

After Xuan Ye left, the empress dowager said softly to the empress and Rong'er, "If you guys want to cry, just cry. But don't you think about the child in your womb? Aren't you afraid that the child in your womb will have a good ending? "

Hearing the empress dowager's words, the empress and Rong'er looked at each other. In their stomachs, the two of them said nothing, only silently wiping away their tears.

"Sigh, if I were to wholeheartedly chant 'Buddha', I would have thought that Lord Buddha would be able to hear it. But this ordeal for the mountains and rivers of the Great Qing is simply too great. The Pingxi King rebelled. The prince is worried. Lord Buddha, what exactly do you want?" The empress dowager tried her best to hold back her tears as she called out in a low voice.

At the same time, it was still bad news for the imperial court. Wu Sangui's army had invaded Hunan, Lu Zhen, a remote patrol office, had abandoned Changsha and fled, while Wu Zhimao, the Sichuan army commander, had turned against Wu Sanguan's rebellion in Sichuan. Both Rosen and Zheng Honglin, the governor of Sichuan, had surrendered to the rebels. The imperial court had ordered Xu Qi, the general of the army, to guard the mausoleum, and ordered Bu Chen to guard Xi'an as the general of the West.

On the day Xuan Ye paid his respects to the empress dowager, the empress dowager said, "My royal grandson, your youngest brother, Long Xi, is already 15 years old this year. Give him a title. We need to unite as one." Longxi was the seventh son of the late emperor, and also the grandson of the empress dowager.

Xuan Ye nodded and said, "Royal Grandmother, how about I become a prince to you?"

The empress dowager nodded. "Alright, we'll follow your arrangements."

"Royal Grandmother, the late emperor entered the palace to bestow upon the four kings of the opposite sex, but now they can only rejoice over it. Only their own people can rely on them!" Xuan Ye sighed.

"That's right. A person's heart changes whenever it's said. Yesterday, you said that you will be loyal to the Great Qing Empire. Tomorrow, you can raise the anti-Qing banner. The human heart is hard to predict." The empress dowager sighed with emotion.

"Therefore, I have decided that during my reign, I will never again bestow the title of Prince of the opposite sex to the Chinese." Xuan Ye said angrily.

"There's no need to be so absolute. Let's just see it from time to time." The empress dowager lightly shook her head.

Xuan Ye did not want to discuss this topic anymore. He was thinking of his son. "Royal Grandmother, Sai Yinzhi's illness has not improved. Royal grandson went to take a look last night, but he's still feverish."

The empress dowager closed her eyes lightly, enduring the grief in her heart as she looked at Xuan Ye and said, "Your majesty, we've already found all the imperial physicians we can find and used all the medicine we need. Whether or not we can survive the gates of hell depends on the fortune of your great-grandson."

"Royal Grandmother … ChenRui, Chenghong, Chenghui, Zhenghui, Kailu, five children, the five children of my grandson are gone, Chenghui, my sixth child ah! Royal Grandmother! " Xuan Ye felt grief in his heart.

The empress dowager lowered her head to conceal the pained expression on her face as she murmured, "I hope the heavens have eyes!" When the white-haired man saw his grandchildren die one by one, the pain he felt was no less than the emperor's.

Every day, the imperial physician would come to see them, but none of them were in a good condition. Empress Rong'er would wait here every day, her heart anxious, while the empress dowager and the emperor would come by every few days to take a look.

As a result of this resounding accident, the Emperor ordered the Imperial Palace to strengthen its administration, and at the same time, with the reason that the wet nurse gave sickness to the prince, it ordered the Imperial Family Residence to re-order the stricter system of nursing management. Not long after, the Imperial Palace was released, the foreigners had been misdiagnosed, not with smallpox, but with their lungs closed, coughing and gasping for breath, and those officials who knew this, some of the servants who usually had a bad mouth, disappeared from the palace, while others, such as Little Qing, Jing`er, and the more trusted servants, Liang Jiugong, and their advisers, were given a new oath. Yes, this was the court, an accident that could never be known to outsiders, an accident that would affect the image of the imperial family, an accident that would easily cause panic among the subjects in times of trouble, so it would become a secret that would only remain in the hearts of a few, let alone be recorded in the annals of history.