In such a scene, no one dared to stop the emperor from setting foot in the delivery room.
Zhao Zongheng had never thought that walking this short distance would be so difficult. Every step he took felt like his heart was cut by a knife, and the silent panic climbed up little by little.
The originally dirty bed had been made up. Si Ningchi was lying lifelessly on the bed. The imperial doctor stood beside him with his head bowed. Suyun fell to his knees and seemed to have not yet woken up from this huge change. Inside the room
The silence is a bit scary.
Zhao Zongheng saw Si Ningchi lying on the bed at a glance. He wanted to step forward, but he seemed to be filled with endless fear.
"Queen..." Zhao Zongheng's hand hanging by his side trembled uncontrollably, and the words he opened his mouth were also a little dry.
"Wei Chen has asked the Queen to take the medicine. There is no serious problem for the time being. It's just that the loss of the baby is too much. It needs to be nursed back to health in the future." The imperial doctor raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead. All he could think about was whether he was going to.
It’s over, the prince cannot be saved, this is the emperor’s first child!
"..." Zhao Zongheng held his breath for a long time, as if he waited until he felt like he couldn't breathe before he finally breathed a sigh of relief, walked forward and sat beside the bed.
"Why didn't the queen wake up?" Zhao Zongheng stretched out his hand and held Si Ningchi's hand. He felt the warmth from his palm which made his breathing easier. Then he looked up at Si Ningchi's pale little face, which still showed uneasiness. "The Queen fell asleep from exhaustion in order to give birth to the prince. She will wake up tomorrow. The Emperor does not need to worry." The imperial doctor said quickly, lowering his head and feeling a little uneasy. The Emperor was asking about the Queen again and again. He was so concerned about the death of a newborn baby.
The prince never mentioned this...
Zhao Zongheng held Si Ningchi's hand and didn't speak for a while. No one in the room dared to say a word. Outside, Wen Po was still holding the deceased prince in her arms and was at a loss. Wang Chengxiang cautiously probed his head, almost gritting his teeth and forcing himself to come up. "Your Majesty, the little prince's death..." The matter has become such that it is impossible not to face it. Although Wang Chengxiang is afraid, he has to mention it.
"Is there no chance of rescue?" Zhao Zongheng seemed to have come back to his senses after hearing Wang Chengxiang's words. He turned to look at Wang Chengxiang and asked.
Probably because the tone of Zhao Zongheng's question was too ordinary, Wang Chengxiang didn't understand what Zhao Zongheng meant for a while.
After all, just a second ago, I saw the emperor asking about the empress, who was so distressed and uneasy, as if he cared about it in his heart. Who would have expected that he would be so calm when talking about his child? Wang Chengxiang was stunned for a moment before saying: "Emperor Physician
We have all seen it, and it is indeed impossible to save it."
Zhao Zongheng: "..."
"Gift the word, Sheng Yun." Zhao Zongheng lowered his eyes and thought for a moment and said: "I will posthumously grant the title of King Yong, and I will bury him in the imperial mausoleum with the ceremony of the eldest son of the emperor. His position will be set up in the ancestral hall and a lantern will be lit for eternity."
"My slave obeys the order." Wang Chengxiang was startled and quickly leaned over to comply.
It can be imagined that the emperor's move valued the queen. These children who had died in infancy could also be given the gift of the emperor's eldest son and be buried in the imperial mausoleum. In the past, even grown-up princes might not be able to receive such treatment.
Not long after Wang Chengxiang left, news of the prince's death also spread. During the time when the queen was giving birth, countless pairs of eyes were watching, wanting to see if the queen could give birth to the emperor's eldest son.
There are too many things involved in this matter. Now that the news of the death of the emperor's eldest son has spread, the various criticisms about the queen have become even worse.
