Emperor Wu Shun's expression changed slightly: "What's going on?"
The second prince's mother and concubine saved him from being attacked by an assassin when he was about to give birth.
As a result, the second prince was born prematurely and was frail and sickly since he was a child. She also died of illness when the second prince was five years old.
"The second prince and Miss Tan collided in the imperial garden. The second prince fell into the water and is now unconscious."
"What?" Liu Wanyue's expression suddenly changed, "Where is he? Did Dr. Zhang go see him?"
"The old servant placed the two of them in the side hall, and has already sent someone to ask for Dr. Zhang?"
The second prince Mo Jinming had a close relationship with the third prince since childhood. After his mother's death, he was fostered under the name of Liu Wanyue and lived in the Xianqing Palace.
Liu Wanyue also really felt sorry for this child, and she has kept the room where he lived in Xianqing Hall.
Liu Wanyue stood up and hurried to the side hall: "Send someone to inform Tanfu that the two young ladies of Tanfu will stay at Xianqing Hall tonight."
"Yes, concubine."
Jiaofang Hall.
After hearing what Aunt Gui said, the Queen snorted coldly, "Has everything been dealt with?"
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, no matter how much your Majesty investigates, he can only find out that a palace official accidentally spilled oil in the imperial garden."
The queen stroked her bun, with a cold look in her eyes, "This time it's Mo Jinming, next time it's Mo Ronyan. I want to see if that bitch Liu Wanyue can withstand this blow."
Mo Xiaoya looked at the queen in shock: "Mother, you..."
The queen gave him a cold look and asked, "General Gu's birthday is next month. Are you ready for your gift?"
Mo Xiaoya frowned: "A wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River has a blood jade in his hand. Wearing it can strengthen your body. I am asking someone to negotiate with him."
The queen nodded and said solemnly: "We must win. If you marry Gu Shuya and gain military power, even if your majesty favors the mother and son, the position of prince will basically be yours."
Mo Xiaoya felt a headache and pressed his temple: "Maybe the silver is not enough."
Speaking of this, he was so depressed that he almost wanted to vomit blood.
Mrs. Zhang had been in charge of Su Ruotang's mother's dowry for so long, and Su Muyao gave him taels of silver every month, which made him forget who the real owner of the dowry was.
If not for this, he would not have proposed breaking off the engagement with Su Ruotang at Qingling Temple.
The queen's hand on the back of the chair suddenly became stronger.
Her eyes flashed, and after a moment she asked coldly: "When Su Muyao comes in, do you still need to prepare a betrothal gift?"
Mo Xiaoya was startled, and subconsciously said: "Making Yao'er a side concubine is already wronging her, so of course I..."
"Confused!" The queen suddenly slapped the armrest and shouted coldly: "The concubine is just a concubine with a higher status. Have you ever seen anyone marry a concubine with a betrothal gift?"
Hearing this, Mo Xiaoya looked a little strange and looked at the queen who hesitated to speak.
The queen naturally understood the meaning of his expression, and her chest heaved violently several times with anger, "Brother Liu Wanyue is a general, and her mother's family is the richest man in Qingzhou. Your Majesty married her with the courtesy of an equal wife."
"If Su Muyao's family background is better than Miss Gu, I will naturally not stop you, but she is just the daughter of a maid, how can she be compared with Liu Wanyue?"
When she mentioned Liu Wanyue's wedding to Emperor Wu Shun, the queen was so angry that her liver ached.
Her family background is not as good as Liu Wanyue's. If it weren't for the late emperor's will, it would be Liu Wanyue who lives in Jiaofang Hall now.
Emperor Wu Shun felt that he owed Liu Wanyue, and the betrothal gift was extremely grand. He welcomed Liu Wanyue into the palace with a wedding of the same scale as when he married her, and treated her like a wife.
The Xianqing Hall where the residence was given was specially built next to the Yangxin Hall and is no smaller than the Jiaofang Hall.
Carved dragons and painted phoenixes, one scene at a time, are less dignified than the Jiaofang Palace, but more elegant and refined.
Mo Xiaoya thought of Su Ruotang's bright eyebrows and skin that could be broken by a blow, and felt unwilling to do so.
Obviously, Su Ruotang and the Tan Mansion behind her should belong to him.
After a moment of silence, he whispered: "Mother, concubine, have you seen the betrothal gift prepared by the Ministry of Rites for Yao'er?"
The queen looked at the two pieces of paper on the table, her expression extremely ugly, "Don't show up on the day of appointment."
Mo Xiaoya followed her gaze and his face turned livid.
There are two gift lists, one is long and full of words, and the other is just a few lines.
The queen threw the two gift lists into the incense burner and warned again, "Don't conflict with Mo Rongyan before the wedding. After the wedding is over, I will ask Aunt Gui to bring you some silver and let Lan Lan go to Jiangnan in person." .”
Mo Xiaoya frowned: "Lan Lan has never left the capital. Why did the queen mother suddenly ask her to go to Jiangnan?"
The queen glared at him angrily: "Miss Shang is in Jiangnan and will return to Beijing in a few months. Being friendly with the merchants will only be good for you."
With a head like this, even if he becomes an emperor, he will probably be played around by women.
She must listen to politics behind the curtain!
Otherwise, she planned all this just to make a wedding dress for her!
...
The side hall of Xianqing Hall.
Tan Zhixi stood in the corner, listening to the hoarse cough behind the screen, watching the water the maid brought out turn a light red, her white fingertips as deep as the palm of her hand, and her face gradually turned pale.
The bright almond eyes were full of guilt and self-blame.
Liu Wanyue walked up to her, pulled her to sit down, patted her hand gently, suppressing the uneasiness and worry in her heart, "Good boy, it's okay, don't be afraid, Ming'er's kid has his own destiny, and he will It's fine."
Tan Zhixi bit her lower lip with her teeth, her eyes full of self-blame, "It's my fault, it's me who caused His Highness to get sick."
Emperor Wu Shun looked at her and asked in a deep voice: "What exactly is going on?"
"Back to Your Majesty, Aunt Bu took me out of the palace and passed by the Royal Garden. I didn't look at the road well. I lost my footing and stumbled into the Second Highness. The Second Highness pulled me back and fell into the water. "
Emperor Wu Shun heard this and glanced at Eunuch Gao.
Eunuch Gao Fu Shen said: "Your Majesty, I have sent someone to see the oil. There was a puddle of oil near where His Highness fell into the water. A palace maid was passing by with soup and accidentally spilled it."
"I think Miss Tan accidentally stepped on the oil and collided with His Highness."
Emperor Wu Shun tapped his fingers on the table, and the very regular tapping sound echoed in the side hall, with a strong sense of oppression.
After a moment, he looked at Doctor Zhang who came out from behind the screen and asked, "How is your second child?"
"Back to Your Majesty, Your Highness is in poor health. This time he fell into the water and caught cold. His lungs were choked with water. Now his high fever does not go away. If..."
Speaking of this, Doctor Zhang knelt on the ground in fear, with cold sweat covering his forehead, "If the fever doesn't subside tonight, I'm afraid..."
When Tan Zhixi heard this, her face turned pale instantly and she looked behind the screen blankly.
Liu Wanyue's eyes widened in disbelief, she stood up and staggered towards the screen.
On the bed, the child who brought her lychees yesterday was lying lifeless today.
"Ming'er, don't scare me, open your eyes and look at me..." Liu Wanyue stumbled to the bed and knelt down, holding Mo Jinming's hand.
"You promised to make longevity noodles for my mother-in-law for her birthday this year. You can't break your promise..."
Big tears fell down and landed on the back of Mo Jinming's hand.
But he lay silently, his face flushed and his lips chapped.
With every breath he took, his chest made a hoarse friction sound.
Liu Wanyue's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her green-white fingers stretched out and touched Mo Jinming's face tremblingly.
"My concubine likes the lychees you brought yesterday very much. I still want to eat them. Can you bring me some more?"
"You said you like the dumplings cooked by my concubine. I will cook them for you right now. You promise my concubine that you will get up and eat them after you sleep for a while, okay?"
Emperor Wu Shun looked at the other imperial doctors coldly: "Hurry up and find a solution!"
"yes."
Time passed bit by bit, and Mo Jinming's body temperature was getting higher and higher, but the doctors still couldn't find a solution.
Liu Wanyue had been sitting on her knees beside the bed, her whole body seemed to have lost her life, her eyes were red and swollen, and she stared blankly at Mo Jinming, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker.
Tan Zhixi stood behind the screen with a pale face, looking at the palace doctors coming and going, her body shaky.
Just when she was about to fall, a pair of weak, boneless hands held her up.
"Cousin, you go sit down for a while first. Trust me, Your Highness will be fine."
Tan Zhixi turned to look at Su Ruotang numbly. After regaining consciousness, she stretched out her hand to hold Su Ruotang's hand and said eagerly: "No, Tang'er, even the imperial doctor can't save the second prince! Don't go into this muddy water, or I'll save the second prince's life." !”
Su Ruotang held her hand with his backhand and smiled softly, "Cousin, believe me, I will definitely be able to save the second prince."
With that said, she let go of her hand and walked behind the screen.
When Liu Wanyue saw her, hope gradually appeared in her eyes, "Tang'er, can you save Ming'er?"
Su Ruotang helped her up: "Madam, please go and have a rest first."
Emperor Wu Shun also stepped forward, supported her and comforted her: "With Tang'er here, my second child will be fine. You can eat something and rest."
Liu Wanyue didn't want to leave and kept staring at Mo Jinming.
I am afraid that if I leave, I will never see this child again.
"If the second child wakes up and sees you worrying about him like this, and he blames himself, he might get sick again. Let's just believe this girl Ruotang."
Liu Wanyue bit her lip that had been bitten with countless small wounds, and nodded gently, "I'll make dumplings for Ming'er, and he can eat them when he wakes up."
Mo Ronyan looked at the unconscious Mo Jinming, a coldness flashed across his eyes, his brows were clear, and his voice was indifferent and cold, "Where is the palace maid?"
Eunuch Gao whispered: "I was afraid of being punished, so I committed suicide."
The color under Mo Ronyan's eyes became even colder.
Su Ruotang rolled Mo Jinming's eyelids and her heart sank slightly.
She turned to look at Emperor Wu Shun: "Your Majesty, the second prince's heart and lungs are damaged and his breathing is not smooth. It is not appropriate to leave too many people in the room. Your Highness can just stay and help me."
As she said that, she looked at Liu Wanyue and said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty is right. When His Highness wakes up and sees you like this, he may feel so distressed that he will fall ill again."
"For the sake of His Highness's health, you should go and rest first. When he wakes up, you can see a beautiful mother-in-law for him."
When Liu Wanyue reached her mouth, I swallowed it and was helped away by Emperor Wu Shun.
"Your Highness, please take off the second prince's shirt."
Mo Ronyan raised his eyes and looked at her faintly.
Su Ruotang took out the silver needle and some anti-inflammatory medicine from the medical bracelet. Seeing that Mo Rongyan didn't move for a while, she turned to look at him in confusion.
As soon as he turned his head, he met a pair of dark eyes.
"Your Highness?"
Mo Ronyan looked into her clear peach blossom eyes, remained silent for a moment, and slowly opened Mo Jinming's clothes with his long fingers.
Su Ruotang prepared the medicine and watched Mo Rongyan's hands with clear joints fall on the belt around Mo Jinming's waist. Her peach blossom eyes blinked and the tips of her ears turned slightly red.
Just now in the side hall, she heard that something happened to her cousin and the second prince, and she stood up in a hurry, but her body was weak and she almost fell when she stood up.
She subconsciously reached out to grab in front of her, but without thinking, she grabbed Mo Ronyan's belt.
Mo Ronyan's neatly dressed robes fell apart instantly.
The man's fingertips were unhurriedly hooking the belt, and his clear and pleasant voice was like cold jade hitting the rocks, "Miss Su, we will get married next month, you don't have to be in such a hurry."
Thinking of this, the blush on the tips of Su Ruotang's ears became heavier. She quickly moved her eyes away and pinched the fat jade rabbit. After calming down, she started to put the needle.
She dropped the needle very quickly, but in the blink of an eye, Mo Jinming's chest was filled with silver needles.
The last silver needle fell, and her delicate brows furrowed tightly.
Under the veil, Bai Te bit her lower lip.
Mo Jinming's breathing made a sound like a shovel scraping the ground. It was due to the accumulation of fluid in his lungs, which caused pneumonia and high fever.
If the fluid is not sucked out, the inflammation in his lungs will only get worse.
But sucking lung fluid requires a needle, which is included in the medical bracelet. But how should she explain it to Mo Ronyan?
Will Mo Ronyan regard her as a monster?
