At this time, Su Huan was falling into an endless nightmare.
She closed her eyes and cried, grabbing her hands in the air as if trying to catch something.
Zhao Xiyan had already been awakened, and quickly came over, stretched out her hands to explore Su Huan's neck and cheeks, frowned, and turned around and ordered: "Concubine Su has a fever, go and call the imperial doctor."
Su Huan's forehead was wrapped in layers of gauze, her cheeks were red, her neck was red, and she was very hot.
The palace attendants hurriedly took orders and left. Within a moment, the imperial doctor arrived.
At this time, he did not care about the difference between men and women. The imperial doctor stretched out his hand to explore Su Huan's face, his face suddenly became solemn, and he immediately wrote a prescription: "Concubine Su has a serious injury on her forehead, she is also overly sad, and evil fire has entered her body.
You have a high fever. You must get rid of the fever as soon as possible, otherwise your life will be in danger."
Zhao Xiyan immediately said: "I'll have someone make the medicine right now."
Before the medicine was ready, Mrs. Su's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law came.
Zhao Xiyan was standing by Su Huan's bed. Mrs. Su seemed not to notice her. She rushed to the bed, held Su Huan's hand and cried: "Huan'er, wake up quickly. Grandma is here."
Luo Shi burst into tears.
Queen Su's wandering eyes slowly focused and she opened her mouth, but still no sound came out.
When the prince died, Su Huan had no heirs and no one to rely on in the East Palace. If Zhao Xiyan was willing to take care of him and treat him kindly, Su Huan's life would be much easier in the future.
The prince is dead.
Mrs. Yu's scalp tightened and she hurriedly whispered: "Mother-in-law, you can't say these words. If it gets into the ears of the Crown Princess, wouldn't it be a grudge?"
Zhao Xiyan responded softly: "There is no need to pay attention to these false etiquette at this time."
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Mushizi's nose felt sore and she stepped forward: "My Majesty, please stop tormenting yourself like this. If this continues, your Majesty will never be able to hold on."
When you are panicked and helpless, having such a calm and steady voice around you makes people unable to help but feel dependent and comforted.
It was only a matter of time before Xu Jing, the eldest son of the Prince of Beihai, was established as the crown prince. The Zhao Xiyan in front of her would be the Crown Princess of the East Palace and the Queen of the Jin Dynasty in the future.
"Murong Yan, that cheap maid, has been locked up in the sky prison. Murong Yao and Murong Shen knelt outside the East Palace for a day and a night, and now they are all driven back to Murong Mansion."
Mushroom Zi's eyes were red from the stress and her expression was haggard. She lowered her voice and replied: "The Queen stayed in the mourning hall for two hours and cried until she fainted again. She was carried back to the dormitory, and the imperial doctor prescribed medicine until the Queen woke up.
, I will serve you and drink the medicine again.”
Luo Shi was not a fool, so he naturally understood. His eyes were full of gratitude and he thanked him repeatedly.
Su Huan hummed and fell asleep again.
Zhao Xiyan ignored Mrs. Su, patiently and carefully fed Su Huan the decoction, wiped the sweat on Su Huan's face with a handkerchief, and whispered: "Have a sleep, and the fever will subside when you wake up."
Su Huan was dazed due to a high fever and struggled to open his eyes. He could barely see the figure in front of him clearly, but he didn't even cry. He said in a hoarse voice: "Grandma, mother, I want to go with my cousin."
Zhao Xiyan stood up: "You guys stay and accompany Concubine Su. I'm going to see the Queen."
Luo Shi choked with tears and thanked her: "Thank you very much, Crown Princess, for taking such good care of Concubine Su."
Mrs. Su held back her fumes and stared at Zhao Xiyan's every move.
Simple words reveal infinite meaning.
Queen Su didn't know when she opened her eyes, and she just lay there in a daze, her eyes unfocused and unfocused.
Zhao Xiyan sighed softly: "The pain of losing a child is as painful as tearing out the heart. Nothing you say now can comfort my grief. I can only wait for time to slowly heal the pain."
Muzhi turned her head, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and then turned back: "I will have to work hard for the Crown Princess in the days to come."
Zhao Xiyan did not refuse, nodded and said: "Let the queen have a good rest, I will go to the mourning hall."
Zhao Xiyan said nothing and let everyone cry together. It wasn't until someone from the palace brought hot decoction that Zhao Xiyan opened her mouth and said: "Concubine Su has a high fever and needs to drink the medicine immediately."
"The Murong Mansion has been sealed. After His Highness the Crown Prince is buried, I can do whatever you want with the Murong family."
Mrs. Yu also covered her face and started crying.
"Aunt Mushroom Zi," Zhao Xiyan asked softly, "How is the Queen doing now?"
Luo Shi burst into tears: "Huan'er, my poor daughter, if anything happens to you, I won't be able to live anymore."
The Su family must not offend Zhao Xiyan at this time, and must even try their best to show their goodwill.
Mrs. Su couldn't do anything to her three months ago, let alone now and in the future.
After Zhao Xiyan left, Mrs. Su suddenly snorted: "The prince's body is still cold, and the Prince of Beihai has not returned to the capital yet, and she, the Crown Princess of Beihai, can't wait to enter the East Palace and act like the Crown Princess of the East Palace.
"
Zhao Xiyan glanced at Mrs. Su, who was trembling and about to fall down at any moment: "I can understand Mrs. Su's love for Concubine Su. This medicine is a bit hot, and Mrs. Su is weak. If she spills the medicine,
If you use the bowl, you will burn Concubine Su. It’s better for me to feed her!"
Muzhi knew Queen Su's thoughts and whispered: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's letter of mourning was sent to Qinghe County two days ago. In five or six days, the Crown Prince will know about it."
Zhao Xiyan didn't care at all what Mrs. Su was thinking.
Mrs. Su looked at her two useless and foresighted daughter-in-law, and snorted again. She didn't say anything else.
Hearing Murong Yan's name, Queen Su's eyes flashed with deep hatred. She glanced at Mushi Zi, who immediately responded: "I will ask someone to bring Murong Yan here now."
Queen Su was full of grief and anger and had to vent it out.
Mrs. Su still wanted to speak, but Mrs. Yu and Mr. Luo both wiped away their tears and "helped" her to get up and move away.
Mrs. Yu became much calmer and whispered to Zhao Xiyan: "They are very sad and rude. Please forgive me, Princess."
Mrs. Su refused to give up her position and insisted on feeding Su Huan the medicine herself.
Mrs. Su's whole body was shaken, and she clenched Su Huan's hand tightly: "Don't talk nonsense. Everyone is sad that His Highness is gone. But no matter how sad you are, you have to live, and you can't seek death and survival."
Luo wiped her eyes hard: "Sister-in-law is right. Please be careful in your words and deeds, and don't offend the Crown Princess again."
Zhao Xiyan responded warmly: "The prince is the prince's cousin. As a younger brother and sister, I should take care of my cousin."
Muzhi watched Zhao Xiyan leave, then turned and entered the inner room.
After two sticks of incense, a woman with a frightened face was dragged in.
Murong Yan was still wearing the dress from two days ago, her long hair was disheveled, and her eyes were full of panic and fear. After being dragged in, Murong Yan kowtowed repeatedly and cried for mercy: "Please forgive me!"
"I just want to get close to His Highness the Crown Prince, and I never want to harm the Crown Prince."
Queen Su's eyes were full of coldness and murderous intent.
Murong Yan continued to cry: "I have been close to Your Highness, and maybe I already have a child in my belly now."
