C78 (1/2)

The prince is saved but ill, Queen Ronger sad heart;

The young Son of Heaven bore the heavy burden of his worries within and outside the imperial court.

No matter how slow the imperial physician was, four imperial physicians came to pay their respects to the emperor and Rong'er. The four of them examined the pulse of Sai Yin, Shaoqing, and after they were done, they discussed briefly with each other. Among them, an older imperial physician reported to Xuan Ye, ”Reporting to your majesty, the imperial physician has diagnosed that the prince has caught wind chill. Since he has not been treated immediately, I'm afraid …”

”What is it?” Xuan Ye asked anxiously.

”I'm afraid it has already turned into a closed lung coughing and gasping for breath.” A prince and a princess had already died from this illness, but they had no cure for their suffering. Their hearts were filled with worry for the Emperor's blame.

The lungs open. What are you imperial physicians doing eating?” ”I'm telling you, if there's a good thing to happen to Yuyin Cha, I won't forgive you. All of you, go and accompany the prince in death.” ”When Xuan Ye heard that his beloved son had suffered from such a disease, he could not help but shout out in grief.

”This subject is terrified. We will do our best to save Brother. Please calm your anger, Your Majesty.” When the four imperial physicians heard his words, they were so frightened that they fell to their knees.

When Rong'er heard that his son had suffered from Qing'er's and Zhuo Shu-shu's maladies, he felt sad. He rushed to his son's side and couldn't help but cry. The empress also began to cry and said, ”It's all my fault. It's all my fault for not taking good care of Cha Yin.”

Seeing this, Xuan Ye sighed heavily and said helplessly, ”Both of you, get up. The prince's illness, you must find a way to cure it. This Emperor will not allow anything to happen to Sai Chanjing. Did you hear that?”

With that, Xuan Ye ordered the imperial physician to withdraw and prescribe medicine. He then looked at Rong'er, the empress and the rest lying on the bed. His son was still in a coma, and he didn't know what to say. Ever since he came to power, he had deeply understood that even though he was the Son of Heaven, he was powerless to save his children.

In the morning court, the ministers reported that the situation in the south was still not getting better. Wu Sangui's army was like a hot knife through butter, taking the city wherever they went. The war in the imperial court was chaotic, and then this happened in the palace.

At that moment, an eunuch shouted from outside, ”The empress dowager has arrived!” Xuan Ye had sent someone to report back to her grandmother, but he didn't expect her to arrive so soon.

”My great-great-grandson is back, isn't he?” As soon as the empress dowager entered the palace gates, her joyous voice sounded. However, when she entered the East Warm Pavilion, she saw the empress and Rong'er guarding Sai Yin, wiping away their tears.

”Grandson, what's going on?” the empress dowager asked doubtfully.

”Royal Grandmother, Sai Yincha is suffering from a lung attack and is coughing for breath.” Xuan Ye replied in a low voice.

”Huh?” After the empress dowager heard Xuan Ye's words, she hurried over to Sai Yincha's side and used her hand to wipe the child's forehead. ”Hot soup.” How could this be? How can this be? ” the Empress Dowager raised her voice again.

”Old Ancestor!” Rong'er raised his head and cried for the empress dowager.

The empress dowager closed her eyes. Her heart ached. What had happened to the children of her great-grandchildren? She had to think, think.

At this moment, Zhang DeShun walked in and reported, ”Reporting to Your Majesty, the Military Minister, Mingzhu, requests an audience. He said that he has something important to report.”

”This …” Seeing the room full of grief, Xuan Ye hesitated.

The empress dowager looked at Xuan Ye in pain. ”Your majesty, I will take care of the harem. Don't worry about it, the only thing you need to worry about is the imperial court! Above the imperial court! ”