usatvline Chapter 290: The Legend of Zhen Huan, Yi Xiu (31)
Chapter 290: The Legend of Zhen Huan, Yi Xiu (31)
At last.
Kangxi sighed softly, "Forget it, let's leave it to fate.
Since she is still alive in her condition, I will spare her life."
……
In Zhuangzi.
Li Siqi was also concerned about this, “Xiao Huzi, keep an eye on the situation on the soft side.
She can't die.
Save her life.
Even if she only has one breath left, she cannot die."
"Master, don't worry."
Xiao Huzi responded, “I won’t let Rouze die this time.
Just because we can't murder the royal masters doesn't mean we can't save them.
I can guarantee that no matter how soft you are, you will be fine.
She would survive.
If she dies, our mission will be half failed.
How could I allow this to happen?"
"It's good to know."
Li Siqi asked again, "How is Honghui doing in the palace?"
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Xiao Huzi knew: "In the inner courtyard of the imperial palace, no one is as familiar with him as he is.
A perfect group favorite."
"If he has more fun, Yixiu will be happy too."
Li Siqi smiled and said, "Maybe she will give you more compensation."
"Master is right!"
……
Yumbeil Mansion.
One day passed.
Rouze's screams became quieter and quieter.
The fourth uncle who was kicked out felt more and more uneasy.
He knew that Rouze was having a difficult birth.
Even after drinking bowl after bowl of oxytocin, the cervix still opened very slowly.
Rouze, who had been a delicate person since childhood, suffered pain all day long.
It's a miracle that she's still alive given her condition.
In fact, the imperial doctors and midwives were all expecting her to end up with two lives lost.
"Quick, give Fu Jin some ginseng soup."
A midwife suddenly shouted, "The cervix is fully dilated, Fu Jin can give birth now."
"It's open. It's really open."
Another midwife became happy and said, "Fujin, you need to push harder, the baby will be born soon."
"Fujin, drink the ginseng soup quickly!"
"Fujin, you can't sleep, the little prince is about to come out!"
"Fujin, wake up quickly, don't fall asleep, drink the soup first, Fujin, get up and drink the ginseng soup..."
……
As the sounds in the delivery room continued.
The four evil men were excited and expectant.
She kept circling around the door of the delivery room.
I was nervous and excited at the same time.
Maybe the ginseng soup worked.
Rouze's painful voice sounded again.
Unfortunately, he still didn't have enough strength, and the sounds he made were intermittent.
I don’t know how long it took.
"gave birth!"
"Oh, what's going on..."
"Yes, it's little brother!"
"This this……"
"Little brother, no, I won't cry anymore!"
The sound coming from inside made the fourth uncle nervous.
Finally, I couldn't help but break in.
His eyes fell on the baby in the cradle.
When he saw the baby's purple-red skin clearly, he immediately realized that this was not the normal skin color of a baby.
"Four, Fourth Master."
When the midwife saw him come in, she bowed and said, "Fourth Master, the concubine gave birth to a little prince..."
"Hurry up and give the child to me."
The fourth uncle is not in the mood to listen to others flattering him.
Holding the child, he immediately shouted outside, "Doctor, come in quickly."
The imperial doctors did not dare to neglect it.
Walked in immediately.
The fourth uncle shouted anxiously, "Go and see what's wrong with the little prince.
How could he be like this.
And I never cry..."
"I will check the young prince's pulse first!"
The imperial physician came forward and saw the young prince.
His expression changed again and again in an instant, and he picked up his wrist that looked like a kitten's paw.
It's impossible to take the pulse at all.
He had no choice but to stretch out a finger and put it under the little prince's nose.
"Fourth Master, please accept my condolences!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the fourth uncle lost his voice and asked, "What did you say?"
"Fourth Master, the young prince has already gone."
A hint of pity flashed across the doctor's eyes, and he had to tell the truth, "Please accept my condolences, Fourth Master!"
"impossible!"
The fourth uncle retorted directly, anger flashing in his eyes.
He shouted at the other two, "Come here quickly."
One of them took out a snow-white feather.
Put it under the little prince's nose.
The soft feathers were motionless.
The imperial physician doesn't need to speak again.
The fourth uncle has already seen it.
He just didn't want to believe it, but he had to.
Shocked and angry, he shouted, “What’s going on?
The child was fine in Fu Jin's belly, how could it die before birth?"
Wet nurse An Jia was helping the unconscious Fu Jin change her clothes.
She heard a voice behind the screen.
He rushed out in a hurry, "How could it be possible that the little brother..."
When she saw the little prince's unusual skin color.
It was as if I was struck by lightning, and I immediately thought of the old doctor's words.
"Fujin's body is not suitable for childbirth. If she forces the child to have a baby, there will definitely be accidents. Even if the mother and child are safe in the end, the child will need to drink medicine all day to stay alive."
The imperial doctors happened to see the wet nurse's expression, and one of them couldn't help but say, "It seems that Fu Jin's wet nurse also understands what's going on."
As soon as these words came out.
The fourth master, who had not paid attention to the wet nurse An Jia, looked over when he heard the voice.
Just in time to see her expression which she couldn't hide in time.
He understood immediately.
His wife is hiding something from him.
"You all, come out."
The fourth uncle is holding his dead child.
Coming out of the delivery room.
Go straight to the side hall and sit down.
The fourth uncle tried hard to control his emotions, his voice tinged with chill, "Tell me, what's going on."
"Fourth Master, why don't you ask the doctor of the Zhang Mansion and the nanny of the Fourth Lady first?"
The imperial physician took the initiative to pass on the blame.
Anyway, they are just tools and they shouldn't be blamed for this matter.
The fourth uncle glanced at them coldly.
Too lazy to argue with them.
He stared at the two people in front of him with cold eyes.
Doctor Zhang knelt on the ground and kowtowed for mercy in order to save his life, "Fourth Master, it was Fu Jin who didn't let me say it.
Please spare my life, Fourth Master!"
The veins on the fourth uncle's forehead throbbed, "Tell me, what's going on!"
"Fourth Master, the wife is not in good health to have a baby."
Doctor Zhang said with a bitter face: "This child was conceived by Fu Jin after she drank the secret medicine.
In fact, the little prince's fetal heart rate started to weaken a month ago.
Fu Jin's premature birth gave the little prince a glimmer of hope.
Another half month.
The little prince will definitely die in the womb."
"Madam Anjia, is what Doctor Zhang said true?"
The fourth uncle was furious, but his voice became colder, "If you dare to hide anything, I will have your whole family chopped to pieces and thrown to the dogs."
"Master, please spare me, Master, please spare me!"
No matter how loyal An Jia was to the wife, she still had her own family in her heart.
The thought of causing the tragic death of one’s own child.
She could only tell the truth.
"Master, Fu Jin has loved dancing since she was a child."
An Jia's voice trembled slightly, "As Fu Jin gets older, her dancing becomes less agile and graceful.
Fu Jin asked the lady to find some medicine that could help her lose weight.
Fu Jin doesn’t want to gain too much weight, and thinks the thinner she is, the better she will dance…”
As she explained, the people present understood what was going on.
Mrs. Ulanara couldn't persuade her beloved daughter.
We can only ask people to find the secret recipe.
Finally, a secret medicine called Xiji Pills was found.
"What, it's Xiji Pills."
The old imperial physician could not help but exclaim, "How did the prescription for Xiji Pills get passed down?"