Zi'er and Lan'er cried at the indifference and selfishness of these people. They stared at a group of imperial doctors with tears in their eyes and said, "The Queen is in critical danger now! You don't even treat her!? If the Emperor blames her, you will all be dead!!"
The imperial doctors all had troubled looks on their faces, and they looked at each other, but they were still unwilling to step forward to treat Zhan Meixiang.
Ying watched Zhan Meixiang's expression becoming more and more unreal. He didn't say anything. He moved and directly grabbed the imperial physician's neck, pulled him out, pulled him to Zhan Meixiang and threw him to the ground, with a gloomy expression on his face.
He said: "Treat me. If you can't cure it, I will kill you!"
The imperial doctor was so frightened that his whole body trembled. He swallowed hard, and in order to save his life, he went to check on Zhan Meixiang. After looking at it for a while, his expression became even more frightened.
He said to the shadow with a trembling voice: "It's too late... The Queen has already had a miscarriage..."
Zhan Meixiang's consciousness was not very clear, but for some reason she clearly heard the words of the imperial doctor. She was stunned. Suddenly, her mind was covered by a sense of sadness in her heart, and she fell into deep darkness.
"Queen, it's time for you to have your meal." Lan'er twitched the corners of her mouth and tried to make her smile look more natural. Zhan Meixiang glanced at Lan'er lightly, nodded, and picked up the chopsticks without saying anything more.
Then she put Lan'er's carefully prepared lunch into her mouth. Lan'er didn't say much. She folded her hands under her belly and took a few steps back. Lan'er wanted to tell some interesting things that happened in the palace recently to tease Zhan Meixiang.
I was happy, but became anxious when I saw Zhan Meixiang took a few bites of rice and then stopped moving.
In the past few days, Zhan Meixiang had taken a few bites of rice casually during meals, and finally drank a sip of soup and ended her life early. She had just had a miscarriage and her bones were so weak that it made people feel distressed. In addition, she ate very little, and she seemed to be getting worse and worse.
Feeling haggard, Zhan Meixiang would always look at the door habitually. She would look at it for several hours. Both Laner, Xueer and Ying knew it, but they never brought the topic to this aspect.
"Queen, please eat more. Your body is so weak. What will you do if you don't take good care of yourself?" Lan'er said earnestly and picked up Zhan Meixiang's bowls and chopsticks, carefully picked up some easy-to-chew meals for her and handed them to her.
Arriving in front of Zhan Meixiang, Zhan Meixiang stretched out her hands to remove the bowls and chopsticks. Her refusal was very obvious, "Mother, would you like to have some soup? Lan'er asked the kitchen to prepare these carefully. You might as well eat some..."
Lan'er's eyes were red. Zhan Meixiang had been indifferent these days, letting Lan'er and Xue'er take care of everything. But now it was Sun Guifei who was favored, so the food in the kitchen would naturally be better than before.
It was a lot worse. Lan'er felt sorry for her master and secretly bribed the cook with some of the things Zhan Meixiang gave her. She just hoped that the cook would put more effort into the food so that Zhan Meixiang wouldn't be wronged.
But Zhan Meixiang seemed like a soulless puppet. Apart from her moving eyes, spinning heart, and beating, everything else was just like a puppet. Zhan Meixiang pursed her lips, and felt heartbroken when she saw Lan'er looking like she was about to cry.
In desperation, she had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks and put the food into her mouth. She knew the situation these days, and even if she didn't pay attention, she could more or less guess it.
This Lan'er is indeed very sincere, and Zhan Meixiang also feels a little ashamed of her, but despite this, Zhan Meixiang still doesn't want to talk or move.