"Your Majesty, the fourth prince may be hungry. Let the slave carry him down and feed him." The nanny said respectfully.
"Then hurry up and carry him, be careful." Dongfang Chen carefully handed the fourth prince back to the wet nurse.
The nanny gently coaxed her, and the fourth prince slowly stopped crying. At this time, Wang Yuyan stood up, walked to the nanny, and said with a smile: "Come on, let the fourth prince say hello to everyone." She said and took it.
He picked up the fourth prince's little hand and waved to everyone. The fourth prince even grinned at everyone.
"Oh, what a lovely child." Concubine Dong Xian was the first to exclaim in a low voice.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
"Okay, nanny, concubine, please take the child down, so that the child will not starve." Dongfang Chen said warmly with a spring breeze on his face.
"Yes, Your Majesty." The two of them saluted the Emperor and then quietly retreated.
An Fuhai announced loudly that the banquet was about to begin. Soon, the beautiful palace maids walked in carrying fine wine and delicacies, and the music began to play.
However, in this extremely joyful atmosphere, Wang Yuyan and the wet nurse who had just left stumbled in, their faces turned pale. As soon as they entered, they fell to their knees on the ground...
"Your Majesty, please help the fourth prince. As soon as we went out, for some reason, the fourth prince suddenly turned blue and foamed at the mouth. It seemed... it seemed..."
At this point, Wang Yuyan cried so hard that she fell to the ground.
Dongfang Chen's face suddenly turned livid, and the nanny hugged the fourth prince and knelt on the ground tremblingly, trembling all over and unable to say a word.
"Doctor, go and have a look." Dongfang Chen ordered as he blew off the throne like the wind, strode to Wang Yuyan's side, helped her up, and looked at the nurse who was about to stop breathing in her arms.
The fourth prince's face was as dark as the sky before a storm.
The three imperial doctors at the table immediately stood up, strode over, half-knelt on the ground, and checked with the nanny's hand. As the head of the imperial doctors, Dr. Zhang was naturally among them. Everyone stood up tremblingly and looked over.
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Yu Wenjin also followed over. Looking at the fourth prince, who had a dark complexion and was breathing more out than in, he murmured stiffly: "What's going on? He was fine just now..."
After checking the condition of the fourth prince, the three imperial doctors turned pale in an instant and turned to Dong Chen with a hint of uneasiness: "Your Majesty, it's... he's poisoned."
Dr. Zhang's hair and beard were gray, and his expression was stern and nervous.
"Then why don't you quickly detoxify?" Dongfang Chen yelled, causing many people to tremble.
The three imperial doctors lowered their heads in fear. Doctor Zhang said tremblingly: "It's... too late, Your Majesty."
"How come it's too late?! Why are you quack doctors? If you can't save the fourth prince today..." Dongfang Chen roared and kicked a middle-aged imperial doctor.
"Your Majesty, the fourth prince is not breathing." Suddenly, a cry interrupted Dongfang Chen's rage.
Dongfang Chen's expression paused and he froze on the spot, while Wang Yuyan let out a frightened cry, tilted her body, and fainted in Dongfang Chen's arms.
Dongfang Chen's face was livid, and his teeth were chattering as if he was trying to eat someone.
The scene was suddenly as silent as no man's land. Everyone held their breath and tried to reduce their sense of presence. They were afraid that if the emperor was unhappy, their heads would fall to the ground.
In this oppressive and frightening silence, a small voice sounded: "Your Majesty, I want to try to see if I can revive the fourth prince."