C172 (1/2)
Imperial Consort Zheng was the favorite concubine of her majesty, and she was also a well-behaved person. During pregnancy, nothing bad had happened to both sides, so they were safe and productive.
A pretense was born.
However, the midwife's front foot reported his happiness, Imperial Consort Zheng's smile had not fully blossomed, Little Prince's voice was extremely weak, the midwife hit his butt and wanted him to cry.
When they were slowly brought before the imperial physician, the latter shook his head. He was already powerless to reverse the situation.
Imperial Consort Zheng did not dare believe her as she screamed crazily. She grabbed her midwife's hand and said who sent her to kill her son.
Because his majesty had said before, when the Imperial Consort Zheng was producing, Wang Rong didn't go, and only paid close attention to the news. Zhu Yijun also didn't go, and the two of them drank tea from their Qianqing Palace.
”What use is there for a woman to give birth to a child?” Zhu Yijun said.
”I thought His Majesty liked the Imperial Consort Zheng and would treat her differently from others.” Wang Rong said with a smile.
”No matter how much you like him, he can't surpass you. Other than you, who else can make Zhen wait outside the delivery room in the harem?”
Wang Rong observed his expression and asked, ”Your majesty, could it be that you were scared by my production last time?”
Zhu Yijun coughed concealing it, he held Wang Rong He's hand and said: ”Zitong gave birth to Rong Chang with difficulty.”
”It's not easy for this woman to have children.” Wang Rong He said.
The news of Imperial Consort Zheng's offspring and Little Prince's death came from all over the place. Wang Rong was a little confused, he turned to look at His Majesty and asked absentmindedly, ”What's the situation?” Wang Rong asked, ”Immediately arrange for the chariot to be deployed. His Majesty and I will go to the Palace of Aral Fortune.”
Wang Rong, along with Zhu Yijun, went to the Xian Fu Palace. There was a huge commotion inside, without any rules or instructions, they just drove straight, ”What's going on?” Wang Rong said angrily.
The palace maid of the Dian Fu Palace hurriedly kneeled down. ”Little Prince was born fine, the midwife spanked Little Prince's butt, and the Little Prince was gone. The Empress is now making a ruckus, wanting the midwife to pay with her life.”
”If she wants to cause trouble, let her be? If the midwife has a problem, someone will deal with it. She's the empress, so how can she kill someone with her own hands? ” Wang Rong shouted.
Seeing his majesty, the Imperial Consort Zheng threw himself into his arms and cried out, ”Your majesty, our Little Prince is gone.”
Zhu Yijun hugged her, ”It's because the Little Prince and we were fated to be together. Don't cry, there will always be a chance in the future.”
She fainted in the embrace of the emperor. Zhu Yijun carried her and entered the bedchamber, while Wang Rong sat in the main hall. She held onto everyone, and knelt at the side, waiting for everything to happen.
Wang Rong He did not ask, but waited for Zhu Yijun to come out before she said, ”He has already been controlled here, Your Majesty can ask.”
Zhu Yijun sat on the throne, and looked at the group of people kneeling before him, ”I am not in the mood, you can ask.”
Just because Imperial Consort Zheng said that her grandma would harm her son, she decided to wait until His Majesty was here to ask, in case there were any problems in Imperial Consort Zheng's heart. Because of the matter of the two concubines giving birth to a small child, she had tidied herself up once again. This time, she had been constantly watching over her pregnancy, so if there were people who dared to make a move during childbirth, then Wang Rong might as well reflect on whether or not her tolerance had to be changed.
”Where's the imperial physician? The imperial physician will speak first.” Wang Rong He said.
The imperial physician admitted that he was unlucky and explained in detail. From the prenatal diagnosis to the delivery process, Little Prince had already stopped breathing when he sent him here.
When the Little Prince was born, his face was purple, and his crying voice was weak. I slapped on the back of Little Prince's butt, hoping that he would cry out loud. That's right, even when the Empress was born back then, he must have suffered from the same fate, so it would have been better for his to cry like this.
She had never imagined that the Little Prince would be so weak. Seeing that things weren't going well, she quickly carried him to the imperial physician, but it was still too late.
”What reason does the Little Prince have?” Wang Rong asked, ”You might not be able to save him, but you should know how he died, right?”
The imperial physician faltered a bit. ”It's probably because it's not good when it's still in the womb. If it's been growing for too long, it's still possible to avoid being angry.”
Wang Rong turned to look at Zhu Yijun, who asked the imperial physician, ”The fetus is not well in the mother's womb, can you guys not diagnose it previously?”
The imperial physician's face was filled with tears. ”It's true that it's difficult to diagnose a fetus from within the womb. Previously, the diagnosis of the fetus showed that its pulse was stable, so I didn't expect it to be like this.”
”If you can't make a diagnosis, then it's most likely that you can. What use does I have for a quack doctor like you to stay in the palace with such vague words?” Zhu Yijun slapped the table and said, ”Scram, get out the Imperial Hospital.”
The imperial physician hastily bowed and left. No matter what, it was fine as long as he kept his life.
The midwife knelt on the ground, trembling in fear. ”The midwife will be punished by not entering the palace again for the rest of her life, and by not doing any more midwifery.”
”Go down.” Wang Rong said that it would be hard for the children of the Imperial Consort Zheng to live or die, but his midwife was also innocent. If she were to lose her life because of this, wouldn't it be a waste of her life?
”Beat it ten times before you go out.” Zhu Yijun said.
Wang Rong nodded his head, and Gu Yanxi led the two midwives out. Although there was only one that patted Little Prince, it was because of the two of them that were trying to deliver the baby. The two midwives had long been terrified after being beaten like madmen by Imperial Consort Zheng. Now that they heard that he would be able to release the palace after being beaten ten times by Imperial Consort Zheng, they honestly accepted his punishment and thought of the Queen's benevolence.
It was already good that he was able to retrieve his life.