"What's going on?" Looking at these spots, Yan Qiqi's heartstrings were tightened, and she was so nervous that she could hardly breathe.
Yin Tianjue's face was solemn, and he immediately hugged Beibei over and quickly unwrapped the package.
Her tender white body was covered with gray spots the size of copper coins, almost occupying her entire body.
Yin Tianjuesu suddenly tightened his hands, his eyes darkened, and he shouted hurriedly: "Imperial doctor, imperial doctor, come here quickly!"
What the hell is going on? It was fine just now, but why are there so many spots now?
"What's wrong with Yan'er?" Yin Xianglong and Situ Hongtian quickly got down from their seats when they saw Beibei crying so hard.
"I don't know." Yan Qiqi shook her head, looking at Beibei who was crying and almost dying, her distressed tears kept falling down.
"Beibei, don't cry." Beibei is young and can't speak. She only cries when she feels uncomfortable. She doesn't know what's wrong with her.
Seeing that his little body was covered with terrible gray spots, Yin Xianglong's face instantly darkened, "Mr. Wang, come here quickly!"
The position of the imperial physician is not high, and the location is relatively remote. Moreover, there are many people blocking the way in front of them, so there is no way for them to come over at the moment.
Yin Tianjue cursed lowly, flew over, and grabbed Imperial Physician Wang by the skirt of his clothes.
"Mr. Wang, please treat the king's daughter quickly." He pushed the trembling Dr. Wang in front of Yan Qiqi.
Knowing that what he did was excessive, Yan Qiqi didn't bother to say anything apologetic and quickly handed Beibei over, "Mr. Wang, please take a look at her quickly. What's wrong with her?"
Although Doctor Wang was a little frightened, he did not dare to slow down and immediately began to examine Beibei.
At this time, Yin Beibei suddenly stopped crying, slowly closed her eyes, and her little hands twitched from time to time.
"Hurry up, why isn't she crying?" Yan Qiqi's face instantly turned pale with fright, and she almost fainted.
"Old minister, old... Doctor Wang lowered his head, with an unspeakable expression on his face.
Yan Qiqi reached out and grabbed his arm, and shouted anxiously: "What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
Her hands were already very strong, but because of her panic, her hands were even more imprudent. She could hear the sound of the bones of Imperial Doctor Wang's arm when she pinched them, causing Imperial Doctor Wang to break into a cold sweat from the pain.
"Old minister..." Dr. Wang grimaced in pain and trembled even as he spoke.
"Aqi, please calm down and let Dr. Wang speak." Yin Tianjue pulled her into his arms, his eyes hurting with heartache when he saw his daughter who was almost dead.
He looked sideways at Doctor Wang and growled: "Mr. Wang, what's wrong with her?"
Doctor Wang did not dare to rub his sore arm and said with fear: "Go back to the Emperor, Your Majesty, I am incompetent."
"Incompetent? A loser!" Yin Xianglong shouted sternly with a gloomy face, "Find all the doctors in the palace and go quickly!"
"Get out of the way! Let me take a look." Situ Hongtian pushed Imperial Physician Wang away and began to examine and treat Beibei.
After a while, his face became heavy, he shook his head and sighed: "The little girl is hopeless."
It doesn't look like illness, nor does it look like poisoning, but why are the spots on her body.
Although his medical skills are not very good, he has experienced many difficult and complicated diseases, but he has never seen these gray spots.
Even if there is a treatment method now, I'm afraid it will be useless. The child's heart pulse is so weak that it can hardly be detected, and his body has begun to become cold.
"It's hopeless, my Beibei is hopeless..." There was a bang in Yan Qiqi's head, and she immediately lost consciousness.
"Aqi, Aqi, wake up..." Yin Tianjue shook her quickly and shouted.
She couldn't faint, her baby was still waiting for her to save her. Yan Qiqi used her remaining consciousness to pull out a silver needle and stabbed her wrist quietly.
The temporary pain made her sober. She suddenly opened her eyes and poked her head out of Yin Tianjue's arms.
"Lie Yan, come find Lie Yan, he must have a way to save Beibei." Yan Qiqi pushed Yin Tianjue away and ran to the center of the hall like crazy.
Shouting into the air, "Come out, Lieyan! My daughter is about to die. Come out and save her."
What she received in response was silence, not a single sound.
" Lie Yan! I beg you to come out, Lie Yan!" Yan Qiqi shouted with almost all her strength.
"Lieyyan, as long as you save Beibei, I can do anything you ask me to do. Please come out, please."
Yan Qiqi sat down on the ground helplessly, with tears streaming down her face and grief-stricken, and kept shouting Lieyan in her mouth.
The hall, which was once a happy place, now became lifeless. Everyone looked at her blankly, and almost everyone present thought she was crazy.
At this time, the baby who had been sleeping obediently began to cry loudly, adding a lot of sadness to the already dead atmosphere.
Even his crying failed to call his mother over.
Yan Qiqi is now completely immersed in her own world. All interference from the outside world has no effect on her. All she can think about is finding Lie Yan.
Seeing the baby crying, people around him were shocked and thought something had happened to him.
Situ Hongtian was the doctor first and hurriedly went over to check the baby to make sure he was fine, which made him feel relieved.
After a few gentle words of coaxing, the baby stopped crying.
He glanced at the motionless girl, feeling full of regret.
It was fine just now, but now...
Alas, the palace is indeed not a place for people. No wonder his sister asked him to take Jue'er out of the palace before she died.
"Aqi..." Yin Tianjue ran over quickly and hugged her into his arms, tears flashing in his beautiful eyes.
He wanted to tell her that the child was dead, but he couldn't. He really hated himself for being useless and couldn't even protect his own child.
She could only hold Yan Qiqi, who was about to collapse, tightly in her arms, wishing that the person who had attacked Yan'er would be cut into pieces with a thousand knives.
"Yin Tianjue, you are a man with a loud voice, hurry up and call Lieyan over!" Yan Qiqi immediately grabbed his clothes, widened her eyes and cried in confusion.
Yin Tianjue clenched his fist tightly, gathered his Dantian, raised his head and shouted into the air, "Come out, Lieyan! Come out, Lieyan!"
" Lie Yan, come out quickly, Lie Yan!"
"Fire flames..."
Seeing the couple calling a stranger's name out of character, almost everyone suddenly agreed that Yin Tianjue was also crazy.
Yin Xianglong just looked at them silently and did not step forward to stop them.
He wasn't sure whether Ping Yatou was crazy, but his son was definitely not crazy. Jue'er was just comforting Ping Yatou.
But who is this Lie Yan? Why did Ping Yatou call out this name at this time? Jue'er must have known this Lie Yan after seeing Jue'er's behavior.
No matter who he is, in short, his granddaughter is hopeless now.
He glanced sideways at the baby with eyes closed in the nanny's arms, and felt very sad and sorry.
This doll was smiling at me just now, but now it has died.
What a lovely girl, she will definitely look like Xi'er when she grows up, but it's a pity that she is gone now.
There must be something fishy in this matter. It is definitely not an accident. Someone must have tampered with it.
Thinking of this, Yin Xianglong's eyes darkened.
Yin Tianjue held Yan Qiqi, who was already powerless and limp in his arms, and took a deep breath to calm his confused heart as much as possible.
He tried to comfort her and said: "Aqi, we are all sad that the baby is gone, but we still have a baby, right?"
"There's nothing left." Yan Qiqi sat up suddenly, raised her hand to push Yin Tianjue away, and shouted sternly, "My Beibei is not dead! She is not dead! Lieyan will definitely come to save her."
At this time, she looked at her empty hands and looked around in panic, "Where is Beibei? Where is my Beibei?"
He raised his head and looked towards where the child was, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Beibei, Beibei, be good, mother will go and hug you right now."
Yan Qiqi immediately got up from the ground, rushed to the wet nurse, and snatched the child away.
Shaking gently, he kept mumbling, "Beibei, sleep well. Mother will carry you to find Lieyan. He will definitely have a way. He will have a way."
With that said, he raised his feet and walked towards the door.
Yin Tianjue tilted his head, and the tears he had been holding back flowed out.
No, Aqi cannot be allowed to continue like this, otherwise she will go crazy.
He bit his lower lip, his heart skipped a beat, and he stepped forward to block Yan Qiqi's path, holding her tightly in his arms.
Pulling her head to make her face herself, "Aqi, please give me the child, please. She is dead now. We have to accept reality."
"You're talking nonsense. She's not dead. Lieyan must have something to do." Yan Qiqi struggled hard in his arms.
At this time, I suddenly remembered something and immediately stopped struggling. I panicked and checked the baby girl in my arms, "Beibei, my mother used too much force just now. Did she touch you?"
Yin Tianjue closed his eyes in pain and growled at Yan Qiqi: "That's enough! Ah Qi, please stop looking for Lie Yan. He is not here at all. Our daughter is dead, she is dead!"
This was the first time he yelled at her, but all he felt was distress, and he just wanted to yell her awake.
"Beibei is dead?" Yan Qiqi felt as if someone had hit her in the head, and she suddenly sobered up.
Her face was pale and bloodless, she pressed her dry lips tightly, looked at her daughter in her arms dullly, raised her hand and touched her heart, but there was no beating.
I saw Beibei's soft little hands half-clasped, eyes closed, lying there motionless.
Somehow, the gray spots on her body have now disappeared, revealing her original white and soft skin.
Yan Qiqi had to accept the reality that her daughter was dead...
I felt so heartbroken that I couldn't breathe. I buried my face in Yin Tianjue's arms and cried sadly, "Belle, she is really dead..." Tears quickly soaked the clothes on Yin Tianjue's chest.
Yin Tianjue held her waist and raised his face to try to shed the tears, but his swollen and painful eyes could no longer hold it.
He didn't know how to persuade her. His daughter died, and he felt very sad and sad.
I could only hold her like this and support her shaky body.