Empress Su fainted beside the bed. All the imperial doctors were dragged out and "beheaded" by the order of the furious and almost crazy emperor. Therefore, there was not even a single imperial physician to treat Empress Su.
The tearful palace attendant Muzhi knelt beside Queen Su and pressed Queen Su's ejaculation point forcefully: "Your Majesty! Wake up! Your Majesty!"
Queen Su moved her fingers, then opened her eyes blankly.
What caught his eye was the familiar face of Muzhi. Master and servant had been together for thirty years, and this face was too familiar to Queen Su.
Queen Su murmured: "Mushizi, why are you crying like this? What happened?"
Muzhi wiped her tears with her sleeves and choked with sobs: "Your Majesty, Your Highness has left. Your Majesty, I want to express my condolences!"
Queen Su frowned and scolded softly: "Jun'er is fine, why are you leaving? Don't talk nonsense. Help me get up quickly. I want to go to Jun'er."
This is overstimulation and loss of consciousness.
The prince has breathed his last and closed his eyes. No matter how sad and sad he is, no matter how crazy he screams, the prince will not survive. At this time, the death knell should be sounded, the news of mourning should be spread throughout the world, and the funeral arrangements should be made for the prince.
Emperor Yongming's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No one can take away my son."
As he spoke, he suddenly burst into tears.
Emperor Yongming glanced at his son who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and suddenly smiled miserably: "What have I done wrong to end up as a middle-aged child? I don't even have a grandson or granddaughter. The royal family has lost the incense of the heirs.
, How will I have the face to face my ancestors when I go to the underworld of Huangquan?"
Muzhi's heart ached, and she knelt down in front of Queen Su with a plop, crying bitterly: "Empress, please open your eyes and take a look. Your Highness the Crown Prince is already gone."
"Mr. Wan, please save the prince." Empress Su begged with eyes filled with tears: "Your medical skills are the best. You will definitely be able to save Jun'er."
Eunuch Jiang trembled and wanted to agree, but Eunuch Ma had already rushed to agree and quickly stood up and left the study.
"Where's Dr. Wan Tai? Find him quickly."
Emperor Yongming's face turned ferocious for a moment, and he said sternly: "Get out! Push him out and kill him! Bring the Wang Yuan in!"
At this moment, the world's most revered emperor and empress were just an ordinary couple who had lost their beloved son. They knew clearly that their son had passed away, but stubbornly refused to admit it. They cuddled and hugged each other, murmuring unconsciously.
It is really ugly for the majestic emperor to cry and shed tears. However, even if he hates Yongming Emperor Zhao Xiyan, he also feels a bit of pity.
If he was affected by the emperor's anger and beheaded together, he wouldn't even have a place to reason.
Duke Dingguo suddenly sighed and stood up: "If this continues, I will go in to comfort the emperor."
The Crown Princess of Xihe, who was kneeling aside, looked up at the back of Zhao Xiyan slowly walking into the study, feeling envious and resentful in her heart, but helpless.
The rain outside the study kept falling, like a curtain of rain. The ministers kneeling outside the study were soaked by the rain and their whole bodies were cold.
Zhao Xiyan, the Crown Princess of Beihai, also stood up and said softly: "The Queen is extremely grieved. I went into the study to comfort her."
Looking at the empress who was unwilling to face the reality and was in pain, and looking at the prince lying on the bed with no life at all, he only felt endless joy in his heart.
Zhao Xiyan nodded in agreement.
The advice of the three old ministers extinguished Emperor Yongming's anger like ice.
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Fortunately, he just listened to the advice of the Crown Princess of Beihai and didn't kill a group of imperial doctors. Otherwise, if the emperor gives the order, where will he go to find the imperial doctor?
The Minister of the Ministry of Personnel did not say anything, but Prince Huaide frowned and said in a deep voice: "After the Imperial Concubine enters the study, I can only comfort the Queen and not say more."
After a while, the unfortunate Doctor Wan stumbled into the study.
Emperor Yongming, who had collapsed on his chair due to his crazy shouting, was unable to get up anymore. Listening to Queen Su's crazy shouting, Emperor Yongming got the strength from nowhere and shouted angrily: "Come on, go!"
Bring back Dr. Wan. The other doctors will continue to behead you!"
Empress Su seemed unaware, and wiped the prince's face carefully, then turned to Muzhi and said: "Go and call Dr. Wan and ask him to perform acupuncture on Jun'er. Dr. Wan has the best medical skills, and Jun'er has been there since he was a child.
It’s Dr. Wan who makes Jun’er wake up every time when he diagnoses and treats illnesses.”
After the three old ministers entered the study, they knelt down together: "The prince is going west, please express your condolences to the emperor."
One imperial doctor after another was called into the study again.
The prince's face had turned a faint greenish color.
At this time, it means a lot to be able to enter the study.
Emperor Yongming was an unprincipled and ignorant king, but he was also the best father. He may have been sorry to his courtiers and to thousands of people, but he was never wrong to his own son.
Queen Su stood up suddenly, her usually dignified and elegant face turned ferocious with anger: "Nonsense, my Jun'er is just sick. As long as Dr. Wan comes, Jun'er will get better. Why are you lingering here? Why don't you go quickly?"
Call the imperial physician Wan."
General Tao, who was standing guard outside the study, couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
Even Emperor Yongming softened his voice: "As long as you can rescue the prince, I will make you a duke and reward you with tens of thousands of gold."
The Queen is crazy, and the Emperor is going crazy.
"Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon body."
Doctor Wan knelt down tremblingly and kowtowed three times: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I am useless and cannot save His Highness the Crown Prince. His Highness the Crown Prince has already closed his eyes and gone to the west. Please express your condolences, Your Majesty."
One is the head of the military generals, the other is the leader of the civil servants, and the third represents the royal family. Indeed, no one is more suitable than them.
Prince Yingchuan, who was kneeling not far from the bed, quietly raised his head and looked over.
Queen Su turned around, walked to Emperor Yongming, and threw herself into his arms: "Your Majesty, you must save our Jun'er."
Muzhi was shocked and frightened, and helped Empress Su up with trembling hands. Empress Su walked to the bed, sat down, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the prince's forehead.
Prince Zongzheng Huaide of Zongren Mansion also stood up.
Duke Dingguo glanced at Zhao Xiyan and said nothing, acquiescing.
"I sincerely request your Majesty to issue an order to take care of His Highness's posthumous affairs."
There were endless shouts and curses in the study.
As soon as the Duke of Ding got up, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel also got up and said: "I will go with you, the official."
Queen Su also covered her face with her hands, tears welling up from between her fingers.
Zhao Xiyan walked to Queen Su and reached out to support the crumbling Queen Su.
She didn't say anything, she just silently used her own strength to support Queen Su's final dignity.
After an unknown period of time, Emperor Yongming finally stopped crying and issued an order in a hoarse voice: "Pass on my oral instructions, ring the death knell in the palace, decorate the mourning hall, and decorate the palace with silk materials, and order all civil and military officials to enter the palace and kneel in mourning."
