The moonlight shines lightly into the attic of Jingxinyuan, adding a touch of melancholy to this winter. The crows outside the window are calling low, making it even more desolate.
On the bed, Yitong was panting feebly. Big beads of sweat fell down her forehead drop by drop, and her pale face seemed to be sweating. She kept mumbling to herself.
She was speaking, but no one could hear clearly what she was saying.
"Princess...Princess...how are you? Don't scare Zixuan!" It has been a day and a night. Ever since the prince suddenly rushed into the Jingxin Garden with a fierce face last night and forced the princess, she has been unconscious.
, I went to ask for the imperial doctor early this morning, but there is still no one there.
Everyone is busy with the prince's wedding, and no one cares about the life or death of the princess. Alas, this is a cannibalistic place, but when you see the new one smiling, you will hear the old one cry.
Zixuan kept wiping the sweat from her forehead, and she was going crazy with anxiety. Suddenly she saw a trace of blood on Chu You's bed, and it was just dripping out along the quilt. No, the princess looked like she had a miscarriage.
, she must ask a doctor, otherwise her life will definitely be lost if she continues like this.
Zixuan quickly stopped crying, wiped away her tears, and ran outside in a hurry.
There was a lot of joy outside. The bright red wedding dress and the deafening gongs and drums all announced to everyone that there was a happy event tonight at the Nine Princes' Mansion in the capital.
Mu Yanqin wore a bright red wedding robe and rode a tall horse to welcome Chu Pingting as he passed the house. Tonight, he was going to marry Chu Pingting as his official wife. He smiled bitterly. He didn't know what happened to his Chu You now.
The queen mother gave her thousand-year-old ginseng. She should be saved!
It's a pity, it's a pity that child, that child who has not yet been born, God knows how much he is looking forward to this child. This is the crystallization of their love, the link that connects the two of them. It's a pity, it's a pity that it is gone now. He felt a pang.
Frustrated and powerless for a while, he did not regret it. If he had to choose between his child and her, he would still choose her no matter what. Mu Yanqin might have other children in his life, but there will always be only one Chuyou.
He sat on a tall horse and greeted his bride, Chu Pingting, with a trace of hatred in his eyes. The Sixth Prince, Chu Pingting, would definitely seek revenge on these people.
"Groom, please kick the sedan door!" Grandma said loudly.
He gently kicked open the sedan door and welcomed Chu Pingting out. He held her hand, which was cold and without any warmth, and walked all the way to the wedding room.
"Worship heaven and earth!"
The two of them bowed to each other.
Outside Jingxin Garden, Zixuan ran outside quickly. She was crying as she ran. She had to find the doctor quickly, otherwise her princess would die.
"Plop -" she accidentally tripped and her hand was scratched. She didn't have time to wipe it, so she got up and ran forward quickly. She saw a familiar figure in front of her, who was the fourth prince's personal belongings.
Considered Ruan Zhong.
"Brother Ruan...Brother Ruan..." She was immediately happy and shouted loudly.
Ruan Zhong looked back and saw that it was Zixuan, the personal maid of the Ninth Princess. He paused and stood there motionless, waiting for Zixuan.
"Brother Ruan, please, please, please save my princess!" Zixuan suddenly knelt down in front of Ruan Zhong and cried softly.
"What is Miss Zixuan doing? Ruan Zhongxiao can't stand it."
"My princess... is not in good health. She seems to be having a miscarriage. Please, please, please save her!" Zixuan said with sobs.
"Miss Zixuan, please get up first. Ruan Zhong will go and ask for the doctor immediately." Ruan Zhong pulled Zixuan up and said.
"Well, thank you, thank you..."
Ruan Zhong walked quickly to the auditorium. He wanted to ask the Fourth Prince for instructions first.
In the wedding hall, the newlyweds were still worshiping.
"Husband and wife pay homage..."
Chu Pingting gently bent down.
Ruan Zhong walked into the wedding hall. The fourth prince was sitting there. He could not see anything. He was drinking tea, his eyes were wandering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"The Ninth Princess is not well, she seems to be having a miscarriage..." Ruan Zhong said softly in the ear of the Fourth Prince.
"Well, let people go and take a look!" The fourth prince said calmly without any unnecessary expression, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
"Yes" Ruan Zhong received the order and retreated.
He quickly took the fourth prince's personal doctor and walked towards the Jingxin Garden.
In Jingxian Garden, Zixuan was almost going crazy with anxiety. Seeing Chu You's breath getting weaker and weaker, her face getting paler, and Ruan Zhong's doctor hadn't arrived yet, she cried anxiously.
"Dong dong dong——" There was a crisp knock on the door outside the house.
It was Ruan Zhong and the others. She hurried to open the door and saw a doctor following Ruan Zhong. The doctor was walking towards the yard with a medicine box in his hand.
Zixuan hurried to greet them.
She brought the two of them into the inner room. On the bed, Yitong was unconscious, and the bedclothes was soft and red with blood.
The leading doctor gently checked her pulse. A trace of surprise flashed across his face, but it immediately returned to normal in the next second. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, girl. I will definitely cure the princess, and I will also ask her to burn her."
Kettle of water, I will now push the silver needle on the princess’s acupoints to force out the afterbirth from her body.”
"Okay..." Zixuan nodded repeatedly and walked towards the kitchen.
The doctor whispered a few words to Ruan Zhong, then took out silver needles and pierced Yitong's head one by one. After a while, her head was filled with silver needles.
Zixuan walked into the inner room with a basin of hot water. She wrung out a handkerchief and gently placed it on Yitong's forehead. Then she stood aside and watched the doctor perform the acupuncture without blinking, fearing that something might happen.
accident.
After a long, long time, the doctor wiped his hands, smiled and said, "Girl, please don't worry, the empress is fine. I will prescribe some prescriptions. Miss, please take good care of the princess."
"Thank you! Thank you, doctor!" She knelt down and thanked him hurriedly.
"Miss Zixuan, you're welcome. Please get up quickly. I have Miss Lao to change your clothes and clean bedding. I'll take my leave first." The doctor followed Ruan Zhong out of the Jingxin Garden. Ruan Zhong left some money before leaving and ordered a boy.
I grabbed some medicine.
Zixuan gently wiped the sweat on Yitong's head, and gradually Yitong woke up.
In the wedding hall, Mu Zixiao watched all this coldly. Chu You was seriously ill, and his good ninth brother actually married someone else. He drank a few more drinks in frustration.
"Let me go, Mu Yanqin, you are simply not human..." Mu Zixiao was drunk, rushed up and punched Mu Yanqin. Mu Yanqin did not fight back.
The guards immediately opened the curtain. Mu Yanqin gently wiped the blood from his mouth and smiled coldly. He is indeed a bastard, isn't he? He killed his own child with his own hands, and now Chu You is sick.
Seriously, he married another woman. All these things were overwhelming to him. He wanted to kill himself...but he had to do this, didn't he?
Mu Yanqin watched all this with drunken eyes. Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamation, and everyone fled outside in panic...