Tong Jia couldn't stop kowtowing. Every time she hit the ground, the skin on her forehead was broken. However, she seemed unaware and kept kowtowing until her arm was firmly grasped by someone. It was Yinzhen, a little bit.
Pity flowed in his eyes, "Stop knocking, God can't hear you."
Tong Jiashi shook her head and said excitedly: "No! As long as I am sincere, God will definitely hear it. Your Majesty, Hongyun is my lifeblood. I can't live without him, no!" She cried, like a pear blossom carrying rain.
, and this is exactly
It was the scene that Yinzhen had never seen before. Sure enough, Yinzhen sighed, knelt down and took her into his arms, and said in a gentle voice that Tong Jia had not heard for a long time: "Li Luo, Hongyun will be fine.
, the imperial doctor will arrive soon."
Tong Jia looked at her sadly, with deep water in her eyes, "Your Majesty, nothing can happen to Hong Yun, otherwise I won't want to live anymore, and he...is really the blood of the prince, I don't have any
I borrowed seeds and didn’t do anything to disgrace the prince!”
Seeing her like this, Yinzhen couldn't help but feel soft. He originally wanted to confirm whether Hongyun was his flesh and blood, but he didn't expect that things would turn out like this. Looking at Li Luo's look, it seemed that he was paranoid. Alas, I just hope
Hong Yun can be safe and sound.
Wen Ruyan, Ling Ruo and Guarjia fell far behind the crowd. The autumn wind blew by, blowing up the peacock blue tassels hanging on her temples. "Tong Jia's acting skills are really good. If I hadn't known her earlier,
Those things have to be hidden from even me. My lifeblood?" She smiled sarcastically, "It's just words, how can glory and wealth be more important."
"As long as sister knows it well." Ling Ruo smiled lightly, but her eyes were so cold that even though Qiu Yang was as clear as gold, it couldn't warm her in the slightest.
"In the past, when Empress Wu was Zhaoyi, in order to overthrow Empress Wang, she personally killed her own daughter to frame the blame. Today, after the martial arts competition, Tong Jia did it even worse." Guar Jia lowered her head and stroked the purse embellished on her skirt.
Said softly.
"The play always has twists and turns to make it more enjoyable." Just as Ling Ruo's voice fell, there was a sudden commotion in front of him, but Hong Yun's face began to turn dark, and his breathing gradually slowed down, but it was not the normal improvement, but he began to have difficulty breathing.
, the little eyes kept turning up.
"Your Majesty!" Tong Jia's face was pale and confused, and she was so panicked that she didn't know what to do. The others also looked anxious, and it was unclear how much of it was true or false.
"Why hasn't this Zhou Yong come back for so long? I'm really anxious." Nala was so anxious that he couldn't help but look outside the courtyard. Although Yinzhen didn't speak, his expression was anxious and uneasy.
Finally, at this critical moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside. It was Zhou Yong dragging the imperial doctor here, but it was Rong Yuan.
Seeing him, Mrs. Tong Jia felt as if she had met a savior and shouted: "Mr. Xu, you must save my child!"
"Don't worry, Fujin, I will do my best!" Rong Yuan had already heard Zhou Yong explain the reason along the way. He answered without taking a breath and immediately checked on Hong Yun's condition. With just one glance, his expression became solemn. From Yao
He took out the silver needle from the box, asked someone to grab Hongyun, and then slowly removed it from his throat.
He pricked it in, paying attention to Hong Yun's expression while pricking it. He originally thought that this method of crossing the acupuncture points with gold needles could suppress his acute asthma attack a little, but it turned out that he was too optimistic, and he pricked four silver needles in succession.
, Hongyun was still taking in less air and outgoing more air, and his eyes kept rolling up.
"Mr. Xu, what's going on? Can Hong Yun be saved?" Seeing Rong Yuan stop what he was doing, Yinzhen felt bad.
Rong Yuan sighed, pulled out the silver needles and said in his hands: "Your Majesty and Fujin, please forgive me for my shallow medical skills and my inability to save myself."
After being stunned for a long time, a sharp cry suddenly broke out from Tong Jia's throat, "No! My Hongyun will not die! No!"
This news was also a huge blow to Yinzhen. His body swayed slightly, and after barely standing, he said with difficulty: "Mr. Xu, are you serious, are you really helpless?"
"My brother Yun's asthma attack lasted too long and he did not receive effective relief during the period, which caused him to suffer from suffocation symptoms. Weichen originally wanted to use gold needles to cross the acupoints to relieve his breathing, but unfortunately... Please express your condolences to the prince and Fujin.
"Rong Yuan said with shame. There may not be people with higher medical skills than him in the Imperial Hospital, such as Imperial Physician Qi. However, Hong Yun's situation definitely cannot be delayed for that long.
As if to confirm his words, Hong Yun stopped breathing weakly, and his hands and feet that were still twitching also stopped. He was as quiet as if he was sleeping, but he would never wake up from this sleep.
"Yun'er? Yun'er?" Tong Jiashi stared blankly at Hong Yun, who was still hanging his head. She gently patted his cheek with her hand, and hot tears kept falling on his face, "Yun'er, you don't want to
Scared mother, wake up quickly!"
Nala wiped away the tears seeping from the corners of her eyes and said in a low voice: "Hong Yun has passed away. Sister, don't be too sad and hurt your body."
"No, my Yun'er will not leave her mother alone, no!" Tong Jiashi murmured, and the next moment, a heartbreaking cry escaped from her throat, shattering her heart.
The clouds in the sky.
"God, please open your eyes and look. Yun'er is so young. Why did you take him away? Why? Isn't it enough that I have to shorten my life as a mother?" She raised her head and cried loudly, flushing away the tears that kept slipping away.
She removed the powder she applied on her face, revealing her true pale and charming face.
Everyone booed, and Chen Gege and others even cried together. After persuading Tong Jia for a while, she stopped crying and just cried silently.
No one expected that things would turn out like this today. Since Hong Yun was dead, there was no need for blood test. Moreover, I had never heard of blood tests between living people and dead people.
"Don't cry. Hongyun is so sensible. If he knew that your mother-in-law was so sad because of him, he would not feel at ease even if he went." Yinzhen endured the sadness in his heart to comfort her.
Tong Jia leaned on Yinzhen's arms and couldn't help sobbing. Seeing that her mood had calmed down, Yinzhen said to Zhou Yong who was waiting next to him: "Take brother Yun down and bury him alive."
An elder brother like Hong Yun who has passed a hundred days and has been named can be buried in the imperial mausoleum as usual after his death, and his seniority will be ranked in order, leaving a mark in the family register.
Tong Jia reluctantly handed the lifeless Hong Yun to Zhou Yong. After today, their mother and son parted forever, never to see each other again.
Yun'er, don't blame E Niang for being cruel, E Niang was also forced to have no choice!
Don't worry, E Niang will definitely find out who spread the rumors to harm our mother and son. When the time comes, E Niang will definitely ask him to repay you a hundred times as a sacrifice to your spirit in heaven!
Just when Zhou Yong hugged Hong Yun and was about to leave, a man suddenly appeared and knelt in front of Yinzhen, "Your Majesty, I have something to say."