Zhao Xiyan wiped her tears with her sleeves and got out of the way.
The imperial doctor quickly stepped forward to examine Concubine Su's injuries.
Fortunately, Su Huan had been crying for a long time and all night, and had long since lost her strength. The injury from the collision was extremely serious, but not fatal.
The imperial doctor secretly breathed a sigh of relief and applied medicine and bandage to Concubine Su. Then she had someone carry Concubine Su back to her bedroom on a wooden board. Zhao Xiyan got up and followed her.
After a while, Su Huan was carried back to the familiar bed.
Her forehead was wrapped in thick gauze, and her face was pale and bloodless. The severe pain in her forehead and the fatigue in her body hit her, and Su Huan quickly fell asleep.
Zhao Xiyan sat beside the bed and watched silently.
About half an hour later, Empress Su came down with the help of Muzhi.
Queen Su's eyes flashed with water, she stretched out her other hand and held Zhao Xiyan's hand.
After kneeling and crying for a long time, someone from the palace brought cold water and white steamed buns into the mourning hall. Su Jin managed to eat a few mouthfuls, drank a sip of cold water, and couldn't eat anymore.
Empress Muzidai Su opened her mouth and said: "I have worked hard these days and nights, Your Majesty."
Su Huan, who was sleeping on the bed, opened her eyes, groped for Queen Su's hand, and cried sadly and miserably: "Aunt, why did my cousin abandon us and leave?"
Among the group of female relatives of the Su family, there was also a married Su Jin.
Queen Su waved her hand feebly, indicating that Zhao Xiyan did not need to salute. Zhao Xiyan stepped forward and helped Queen Su sit down. Queen Su slowly sat down on the chair, and her eyes fell on the gauze on Su Huan's forehead.
Suddenly I closed my eyes and tears rolled down again.
Zhao Xiyan calmed down and said softly: "Your Majesty has always treated me very well. This is what I should do."
Su Huan's eyes were red and swollen, and she bit her lower lip hard, causing blood stains on her lips. After a long while, she finally nodded.
In the coffin in the mourning hall of the East Palace was a pair of clothes worn by the prince during his lifetime. The female relatives knelt in front of the coffin, covering their eyes with handkerchiefs, and cried loudly.
Yu quietly worked hard.
Zhao Xiyan also shed tears.
Zhao Xiyan nodded in agreement.
The Su family hadn't had time to plan for Su Huan, and they hadn't been able to let Dong Gong adopt an heir as they wished. The prince suddenly gave up and went west. It's too late to do anything now.
Mrs. Su had been in a coma for half a day. After eating half a steamed bun and drinking a bowl of cold water, she managed to gain some strength and said in a hoarse voice: "Help me up, I want to go see poor Huan'er."
From time to time, Su Huan's suppressed sobs could be heard in his ears.
She closed her eyes and saw a frail, pale and delicate face in a trance, smiling at her: "Cousin Jin, you want to live a good life with your Cousin Meng. I'm leaving."
All the officials in the capital, regardless of their rank, went to the palace to kneel in mourning. The female family members who had been decreed by imperial decree also put on plain clothes and went to the palace to mourn. The common people all changed into mourning clothes, and white flags were hung in every house, making the city full of plain clothes.
The sky became dark again.
The mourning hall of the East Palace could not accommodate so many people. The prince's coffin was carried to the Jinluan Hall. All the courtiers went to the Jinluan Hall to kneel in mourning.
Zhao Xiyan turned her head, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and then turned back: "Concubine Su, please promise the Queen. Otherwise, the Queen will not be able to feel at ease."
Old Mrs. Su knelt down and supported the coffin, crying heartbrokenly: "Your Highness, why are you so cruel, leaving your mother behind and going like this!"
Zhao Xiyan's heart felt dark and heavy.
"My condolences to you, please take care of your body." After staying up all night, Zhao Xiyan's voice was a little hoarse: "Your Highness passed away so young, and everyone is in unbearable pain. Your Highness's pain is greater than that of everyone else. Your Highness knows all the secrets, and he must have known it."
I hope the empress can hold on."
Zhao Xiyan sighed secretly.
Queen Su moved her mouth, but no sound came out, and tears fell like rain.
…
Muzhi turned around, wiped her eyes with her sleeves, and then whispered: "The Queen is sad and mourning. She cried so hard that her throat can no longer speak."
When the prince passed away, everyone in the capital mourned.
At this moment, any words are so feeble and unable to comfort a mother who has lost her only son.
So many years of hard work of the Su family were ruined in one day.
Queen Su's whole body was trembling, she leaned down and hugged Su Huan into her arms.
Zhao Xiyan stood up to salute.
Queen Su's eyes flashed with water, and she stood up. Muzhi whispered: "The Crown Princess has stayed up all night, so why not take a nap here. It's just a good time to accompany Concubine Su."
She has no romantic feelings for the prince, but has a deep brother-sister relationship. No matter what, she will enter the palace to see the prince off for the last time.
…
The prince's life was short, and he was destined to live a short life and die young. Everyone was mentally prepared. But this day came too suddenly. A good person suddenly disappeared. Who can bear it?
Queen Su and Su Huan cried for a long time before slowly stopping.
Aunt and nephew, one lost his son and the other lost her husband, they were both in great pain. They hugged each other and cried bitterly.
Mrs. Su fainted from crying and was helped by her daughters-in-law to rest in the empty room.
That familiar face slowly drifted away.
Among the cries, the female relatives of the Su family were the most mournful.
In just one day and one night, Queen Su suddenly aged several years. Her waist was slightly bent when she walked, as if her whole body had been drained of muscles and bones.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Su felt as if her heart and liver had been removed.
The moment she heard the news of the prince's loss, Su Jin was shocked and burst into tears. After crying, she immediately changed into plain clothes and returned to the Su family, and entered the palace with the female members of the Su family.
The mourning hall was full of weeping ladies. Su Jin's sad and bitter cry was not eye-catching among them. Even one or two gossips did not have the guts to laugh at the prince who was really sad for the prince when his body was still cold.
Su Jin.
Queen Su could not speak and could only hold Su Huan's hand tightly.
"Cousin!" Su Jin sobbed and stretched out her hand, and the face suddenly disappeared.
On the side, Muzhi suppressed her grief and whispered: "Concubine Su, the Queen has lost her prince, and we can't lose you again. You must hold on and live well."
After Queen Su left, Zhao Xiyan lay down on the narrow couch beside her. Her mind was filled with confusion and darkness, but she couldn't sleep at all. Zhao Xiyan forced herself to close her eyes.
The second daughter-in-law, Luo Shi, suddenly covered her face with her hands and burst into tears: "His Royal Highness is gone like this. What should I do with my poor Huan'er?"
Mrs. Yu did not dare and could not say anything, and lowered her head even lower.
It was Su Huan who entered the palace that day. Otherwise, it would be Su Jin who would have to remain a widow for the rest of her life after losing her husband.
Luo Shi cried miserably, but Mrs. Su's heart was as solid as stone, and she glared at her angrily: "The prince was originally alive and well, but it was Murong Yan, that cheap maid, who used despicable means to kill His Highness. Stop crying.
Now follow me to see Huan'er."
Luo Shi choked and trembled and wiped her tears with her sleeves, then helped Mrs. Su to Su Huan's bedroom.
