The imperial physician worked hard and finally stopped the bleeding from the wound.
Yu Qi had already put the insect into the bamboo tube.
Wan Jinlan asked for the bamboo tube and burned the harmful object.
The imperial physician wiped his sweat and said, "The wound has been treated. You cannot move until it has completely scabbed over."
Yu Qi checked it again with his own treasure and found no other hidden dangers.
The ginseng soup was served, and Wan Jinlan poured it into him at just the right temperature.
The imperial physician said that the patient was hanging on to life.
Wan Jinlan didn't know if it would work, but at the moment, it seemed that Xiao Feng had a chance of survival.
"You must be extra careful these days. If you have a fever, you must reduce it quickly. If the high fever persists, the prince will be in danger."
The imperial physician asked someone to open a window in the outer hall and gave a lot of precautions. Butler Wang listened very carefully.
"Until the prince recovers, I hope you will stay in the mansion with peace of mind."
Wan Jinlan specifically instructed the imperial physician that if anyone in the palace asked, they should say that the King of Qi was dying. She thought, perhaps His Majesty didn't want Xiao Feng to get better.
After arranging everything, Wan Jinlan sat down on the couch.
She has to go to the palace to mourn tomorrow, so she can only stay here today.
"Master, please go and have a rest. We servants will stay here." Chuntao brought the health-preserving soup.
Wan Jinlan didn't want to go to sleep at this time.
The scene of the Queen Mother's accident kept coming to her mind, and she felt uncomfortable with guilt.
"Go down first, I'll call you if anything happens."
Wan Jinlan lay on the bed and cried.
"Xiao Feng, I seem to have done something wrong."
The fingers that had been motionless for many days moved slightly, and the tightly closed eyes moved, but never opened.
On October 21, the 19th year of Jian'an, at 1:05 pm, the empress dowager passed away. The emperor was deeply saddened and proposed a posthumous title for her: Empress Xiaorenci, Anhuikang, Zhaowen. She was called Empress Dowager Xiaorenwen. The whole country was in mourning. No sounds of joy were allowed for a year. The palace observed mourning for 27 days, replacing months with days.
Three days passed in a flash, and the mourning ceremony was held four times a day. There was no heir in the palace, and Wan Jinlan, as the daughter-in-law, knelt in front every day in plain clothes, crying until she was in a trance.
After just a few days, my legs were swollen from kneeling.
As for Xiao Feng, he had a high fever in the past few days, but thanks to the hard work of housekeeper Wang and Chuntao, he managed to get through it. However, his body was too exhausted and he was still not conscious.
Today, when she returned home at dusk, before she even entered the yard, Chuntao saw her from the corridor holding a lantern and rushed over, with visible joy on her face.
"Master, the prince woke up at noon today."
Although I fell asleep again quickly, I finally woke up, right?
Chuntao breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, there was some good news.
Wan Jinlan walked back quickly. Although she and Xiao Feng didn't seem to have such a deep relationship, she had been taking care of him every day these days, always hoping that he would wake up. For some reason, her nose began to sour.
When I entered the room and saw the person lying on the couch with his eyes closed as usual, the emotions that had surged up before gradually disappeared.
Chun Tao followed in and said, "The prince is recovering. He is weak, so it is normal for him to be drowsy."
Wan Jinlan nodded, stood up and went out.
She had not slept with Xiao Feng in the past few days. His wound was on his chest, and it would be bad if it bleeds if touched.
After having a meal and taking a bath, I went to bed and had a dreamless night. It was another day to go to the palace to mourn.
For the first four days, cry three times a day, and starting from the next day, cry twice a day.
The main hall of the Taihe Palace was extremely large and spacious. It was winter, and out of consideration for the Empress Dowager's body, no charcoal was burned.
Many of the royal family and noble women who came to mourn lost a lot of weight after a few days, and their faces turned pale from the cold.
Looking at his mother's crumbling body not far away, Wan Jinlan had no choice.
Everyone is like this, even the sick Concubine Lai is kneeling, what else can be done?
While Wan Jinlan was crying, she felt something was wrong in the atmosphere around her. She turned her head and saw that the person who was supposed to be lying on the bed in the mansion actually appeared here.
His body was as thin as paper, his face was so thin that it was unrecognizable, and his complexion was so pale that it seemed as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.
Steward Wang, looking helpless, helped Xiao Feng to the empress dowager's coffin.
Wan Jinlan quickly stood up and supported the man.
Xiao Feng saw the empress dowager for the last time, but before he could kneel down, he fainted again.
The emperor, upon hearing the news, rushed over and asked the imperial physician in a deep voice, "How is the King of Qi?"
The Queen Mother, who had just bandaged the wound, said respectfully, "Your Highness the Prince of Qi has suffered too much damage, and the wound has ruptured again. I'm afraid your life is in danger."
Wan Jinlan was really helpless. He had finally been rescued, but now he was in danger again.
The emperor said, "We will do our best to treat him. The Prince of Qi will stay in the palace until he recovers. Madam Wan, you will also serve him here."
Wan Jinlan responded respectfully.
After the emperor and his men left, Butler Wang apologized, "Princess, please forgive me. I have arranged for no one in the palace to speak ill of the prince, but today, as soon as the prince woke up, he summoned Jiang Huo. After seeing Jiang Huo, he rushed to the palace without hesitation."
Wan Jinlan held his forehead, "Is he a fool?"
The imperial physician said that he must not move until the wound healed, and she warned the people in the mansion not to talk too much to Xiao Feng, just to prevent the situation today.
But on second thought, hiding the news of the Queen Mother's death from him was also wrong. As children, we must observe mourning after our parents pass away.
"Princess, Aunt Xia Liu requests an audience."
"Let her in."
Wan Jinlan went to the outer hall and sat at the head of the table. "Auntie, is there something wrong?"
Aunt Xia Liu bowed and said, "I heard that the King of Qi has woken up, so I came to see him."
After Wan Jinlan brought her in, Aunt Xia Liu wiped away her tears and glanced obscurely at the palace maid serving in the hall.
Wan Jinlan sent everyone out. Xia Liu knelt down and told Wan Jinlan what had happened.
"I followed the Madam later, and it was Madam Ying who told me these things before she followed the Madam."
"Your Highness has felt guilty towards the Prince for many years, and she left with regret. When the Prince wakes up, I hope the Princess will tell him everything."
Wan Jinlan nodded. "Of course. I wonder where my aunt will go in the future. If there's no good place to go, I might ask His Majesty to arrange for you to live in the palace."
Cui Liu shook her head and said, "We servants are here to guard the mausoleum for the Empress."
Xiao Feng developed a fever again at night, and the imperial physician and palace maids were busy.
At midnight, Xiao Feng woke up once and wanted to struggle to get up to see the empress dowager, but Wan Jinlan held him down.
It's already like this, why are you still making such a fuss? You really think your life is too long.
While he was still conscious, she said, "Your Highness, take good care of your injuries. Only when you recover will the Queen Mother's spirit in heaven be at ease. As for filial piety, I will fulfill it."
Xiao Feng was given a bowl of calming soup and couldn't think too much. He looked at the man in front of him who had lost weight compared to a few months ago and fainted.
When Wan Jinlan was in the palace, news of Prince Shun's accident reached the court. He died in the war and not even his body was left.
The Shun Prince's Mansion was in a bleak state.
When Concubine Chen Shufei in the palace heard the news, she screamed "Impossible" like crazy!
Wan Qiuyu was a little surprised. It was obvious that Prince Shun died in Prince Su's rebellion. How could something like this happen now?
But it was only a moment of surprise, because many things in this life are different.
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