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Imperial Consort Zheng was the favorite concubine of her majesty, and she was also a well-behaved person. During pregnancy, nothing bad had happened to both sides, so they were safe and productive.

A pretense was born.

However, the midwife's front foot reported his happiness, Imperial Consort Zheng's smile had not fully blossomed, Little Prince's voice was extremely weak, the midwife hit his butt and wanted him to cry.

When they were slowly brought before the imperial physician, the latter shook his head. He was already powerless to reverse the situation.

Imperial Consort Zheng did not dare believe her as she screamed crazily. She grabbed her midwife's hand and said who sent her to kill her son.

Because his majesty had said before, when the Imperial Consort Zheng was producing, Wang Rong didn't go, and only paid close attention to the news. Zhu Yijun also didn't go, and the two of them drank tea from their Qianqing Palace.

"What use is there for a woman to give birth to a child?" Zhu Yijun said.

"I thought His Majesty liked the Imperial Consort Zheng and would treat her differently from others." Wang Rong said with a smile.

"No matter how much you like him, he can't surpass you. Other than you, who else can make Zhen wait outside the delivery room in the harem?"

Wang Rong observed his expression and asked, "Your majesty, could it be that you were scared by my production last time?"

Zhu Yijun coughed concealing it, he held Wang Rong He's hand and said: "Zitong gave birth to Rong Chang with difficulty."

"It's not easy for this woman to have children." Wang Rong He said.

The news of Imperial Consort Zheng's offspring and Little Prince's death came from all over the place. Wang Rong was a little confused, he turned to look at His Majesty and asked absentmindedly, "What's the situation?" Wang Rong asked, "Immediately arrange for the chariot to be deployed. His Majesty and I will go to the Palace of Aral Fortune."

Wang Rong, along with Zhu Yijun, went to the Xian Fu Palace. There was a huge commotion inside, without any rules or instructions, they just drove straight, "What's going on?" Wang Rong said angrily.

The palace maid of the Dian Fu Palace hurriedly kneeled down. "Little Prince was born fine, the midwife spanked Little Prince's butt, and the Little Prince was gone. The Empress is now making a ruckus, wanting the midwife to pay with her life."

"If she wants to cause trouble, let her be? If the midwife has a problem, someone will deal with it. She's the empress, so how can she kill someone with her own hands? " Wang Rong shouted.

Seeing his majesty, the Imperial Consort Zheng threw himself into his arms and cried out, "Your majesty, our Little Prince is gone."

Zhu Yijun hugged her, "It's because the Little Prince and we were fated to be together. Don't cry, there will always be a chance in the future."

She fainted in the embrace of the emperor. Zhu Yijun carried her and entered the bedchamber, while Wang Rong sat in the main hall. She held onto everyone, and knelt at the side, waiting for everything to happen.

Wang Rong He did not ask, but waited for Zhu Yijun to come out before she said, "He has already been controlled here, Your Majesty can ask."

Zhu Yijun sat on the throne, and looked at the group of people kneeling before him, "I am not in the mood, you can ask."

Just because Imperial Consort Zheng said that her grandma would harm her son, she decided to wait until His Majesty was here to ask, in case there were any problems in Imperial Consort Zheng's heart. Because of the matter of the two concubines giving birth to a small child, she had tidied herself up once again. This time, she had been constantly watching over her pregnancy, so if there were people who dared to make a move during childbirth, then Wang Rong might as well reflect on whether or not her tolerance had to be changed.

"Where's the imperial physician? The imperial physician will speak first." Wang Rong He said.

The imperial physician admitted that he was unlucky and explained in detail. From the prenatal diagnosis to the delivery process, Little Prince had already stopped breathing when he sent him here.

When the Little Prince was born, his face was purple, and his crying voice was weak. I slapped on the back of Little Prince's butt, hoping that he would cry out loud. That's right, even when the Empress was born back then, he must have suffered from the same fate, so it would have been better for his to cry like this.

She had never imagined that the Little Prince would be so weak. Seeing that things weren't going well, she quickly carried him to the imperial physician, but it was still too late.

"What reason does the Little Prince have?" Wang Rong asked, "You might not be able to save him, but you should know how he died, right?"

The imperial physician faltered a bit. "It's probably because it's not good when it's still in the womb. If it's been growing for too long, it's still possible to avoid being angry."

Wang Rong turned to look at Zhu Yijun, who asked the imperial physician, "The fetus is not well in the mother's womb, can you guys not diagnose it previously?"

The imperial physician's face was filled with tears. "It's true that it's difficult to diagnose a fetus from within the womb. Previously, the diagnosis of the fetus showed that its pulse was stable, so I didn't expect it to be like this."

"If you can't make a diagnosis, then it's most likely that you can. What use does I have for a quack doctor like you to stay in the palace with such vague words?" Zhu Yijun slapped the table and said, "Scram, get out the Imperial Hospital."

The imperial physician hastily bowed and left. No matter what, it was fine as long as he kept his life.

The midwife knelt on the ground, trembling in fear. "The midwife will be punished by not entering the palace again for the rest of her life, and by not doing any more midwifery."

"Go down." Wang Rong said that it would be hard for the children of the Imperial Consort Zheng to live or die, but his midwife was also innocent. If she were to lose her life because of this, wouldn't it be a waste of her life?

"Beat it ten times before you go out." Zhu Yijun said.

Wang Rong nodded his head, and Gu Yanxi led the two midwives out. Although there was only one that patted Little Prince, it was because of the two of them that were trying to deliver the baby. The two midwives had long been terrified after being beaten like madmen by Imperial Consort Zheng. Now that they heard that he would be able to release the palace after being beaten ten times by Imperial Consort Zheng, they honestly accepted his punishment and thought of the Queen's benevolence.

It was already good that he was able to retrieve his life.

Since the imperial physicians and midwives dealt with him in this way, there was no need to punish him harshly in the palace maid s that were serving him. In the end, it was all because of fate that separated him from the imperial family.

"Your Majesty, your condolences." Seeing Zhu Yijun being stumped, Wang Rong advised.

Zhu Yijun shook his head, "Men, the second son of the Imperial Consort Zheng's emperor, Zhu Chang Zai, has been given the name of Zhu Chang Zai.

Wang Rong nodded. According to Imperial Consort Zheng's temperament, since her child had died, the imperial physicians and midwives who hadn't died yet would certainly cause trouble.

"Take good care of your Empress. She is still young and has recuperated, so there will always be a chance for His Majesty to bring up another heir. Don't be too distracted."

After Wang Rong and Zhu Yijun left the Palace, Zhu Yijun quietly followed suit with his Kunning Palace. Wang Rong and Zhu Yijun did not rush him when they saw that he was in a bad mood, but when they were sleeping, Zhu Yijun came over and hugged Wang Rong He.

"Your Majesty, don't let your thoughts run wild. It's just that your son and the royal family don't have any good fortune, not that your Majesty doesn't have any good fortune." Wang Rong remained in a stalemate for a while but her body still softened as she reached out to hug Zhu Yijun.

"His Majesty will definitely have many children in the future."

Zhu Yijun closed his eyes. The reason he truly felt unlucky was because Zitong's health was not good. He did not have a direct son. But he couldn't say this sentence, it would only make Zitong's heart sad.

It was fine if he was sad, but he didn't want her to suffer with him anymore.

Did they cry together?

Zitong was still so young, and her body was in such a terrible condition, what could she do? Even if she couldn't have children, he would at least accompany him for a few more days.

There were many who were gloating in their hearts. However, when the Emperor ranked the second son of the Emperor, gave him a title, bestowed him the title of Prince, and entered the Royal Tomb, the little bit of happiness that the imperial concubines had in their hearts was gone.

Even if the child was dead, and she was the emperor's beloved concubine, when would it ever be their turn to gloat?

When Imperial Consort Lan heard the news, she avoided the tears of others for a while. Originally, Beauty Wang said this, she could not be liked by her majesty. The Imperial Consort Zheng was liked by His Majesty. Even after the child died, she could still get a name and a name.

My daughter, my mother is useless and has implicated you.

Imperial Consort Zheng cried as she looked at the bed. If His Majesty really doted on her son so much, it would be great if he lived on. However, it was useless for Imperial Consort Zheng to close her eyes.

"Empress, don't hurt His Majesty too much. Even His Majesty said that you should take good care of his health and help His Majesty create a healthy Little Prince in the future." The Imperial Noble Lady Yu advised, "The Empress must take care of her body."

"With his Majesty's fondness for the Empress, it will be easy for him to have children in the future."

"That quack doctor was only kicked out of the Imperial Hospital, and those two b * tches who killed my son were only kicked out of the palace after hitting the ten boards." "If Your Majesty truly dotes on me and dotes on my son, how can you not kill those few people to accompany my pitiful son in death?"

"The empress is here." "Everyone knows that empress does not like to fight and kill the most. If not for the fact that the crime is unforgivable, the Empress would not like to lose her life."

"It's not her son who died. Of course she can remain indifferent." The Imperial Consort Zheng said hatefully, "If something were to happen to Princess Rong Chang, I won't believe her.

"Imperial Concubine, be careful of what you say." The Imperial Noble Lady Yu hurriedly said, "Rong Chang is not only the Queen's blood relative, His Majesty will not be happy to hear it."

My son, your father is not willing to vent your anger, your mother will definitely make these people who killed you go down the mountain and be your slave.

And your majesty, why didn't you send the Imperial Physician Xu over during the delivery? It's all because the Imperial Physician Xu has the best medical skills, if he comes, the child might be able to be saved.

His majesty couldn't think of it, but did she want the Imperial Physician Xu to come and watch her produce too? She just didn't want to.

The process of production in Imperial Consort Zheng was not considered urgent. Under such circumstances, who would have thought that Xu Duzhong would come over to watch.

After all, the difference between imperial doctors and imperial doctors was that they only looked at His Majesty, the empress and empress dowager, and the rest of the concubines.

After the accident that happened in Imperial Consort Zheng, Imperial Lower Consort Shun stayed in more seclusion, afraid that she would be in Imperial Consort Zheng's way. Fortunately, she was almost there, and even if she did not go out, she could still say it.

Half a month later, Imperial Lower Consort Shun successfully gave birth to a woman. Although she looked weak, she was still alive.

Wang Rong He personally came to see the princess and gave her a reward. She said to Imperial Lower Consort Shun, "Being weak at birth is nothing much.

"This concubine only hopes for her health and survival." Imperial Lower Consort Shun said. She was not a prince, but palace maid had advised her that if Imperial Consort Zheng lost a prince, if the Empress gave birth to a prince, the Imperial Consort Zheng might look unhappy, but if the Imperial Consort Zheng was not, then it would be possible for something to go wrong. It would be safe if there was a princess, but people said that if the princess gave birth to a princess, they would first blossom, and then the consequences would be, if the Little Prince came back with the Little Prince.

Only the Imperial Lower Consort Shun felt that it was better to have a daughter, but she was still a little worried about the weakness that came from her womb.

I've seen the princess' face. She has a oval face and looks very similar to you. I'm sure she'll grow up to be a beauty as well." Wang Rong He said, "Princess, why don't you give her a nickname? It's a little vulgar, but it's good for children. If you call her solid and sturdy for a few years, then please give her a name.

"Look at Zhao Yi, I kept calling him by her nickname previously, but I hardly even coughed due to the fever." Wang Rong She said that his majesty didn't have any special feelings for this princess, so she only told him that she understood, that even the things that were bestowed were things that BaoZhang had come to ask her to go to the storehouse to get, and things that were given in accordance with his majesty's name.

If he were to ask His Majesty to name the Little Princess at this time, it would probably drag on and on. The Imperial Lower Consort Shun was overthinking things, so Wang Rong Yun decided to find a reason to explain himself.

Imperial Lower Consort Shun nodded. She also couldn't say how Princess Rong Chang got named after her when she was born, she was the Queen's direct daughter.