Chapter 729 The dead cannot, but the living can
Song Yanxi pondered and said, "I have tried the medicine hidden in Hongrui's room. Whether it is mixed with incense and burned, or dissolved in water and used to water flowers, it is not enough to make people hallucinate that their old friend has reappeared in the world.
At most, it just makes people feel dizzy and their vision blurred."
Emperor Xuande's face darkened slightly. "Girl, are you sure?"
Song Yanxi nodded and continued, "To be honest with you, Your Majesty, I stayed by the Imperial Concubine's side all night last night. Apart from feeling dizzy when I got closer to the potted plants, I didn't experience any hallucinations.
I found this strange, so I asked His Royal Highness Prince Jin for help and found a few women of similar stature to the Imperial Concubine.
Regardless of whether he drank alcohol or not, his symptoms were the same as those of a servant girl, and he never dreamed of anything after falling asleep."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xuande's expression darkened. "Go on."
Song Yanxi took a deep breath and continued, "So I suspect that the Imperial Concubine was not dreaming the night before yesterday, but saw something with her own eyes."
"presumptuous!"
Emperor Xuande asked gloomily, "Girl, do you know what you are talking about?"
Song Yanxi knelt down and said frankly, "I know that the dead cannot be resurrected, but the dead cannot be resurrected, while the living can."
It is even possible that he really came back to life from the dead.
But she only dared to think about this in her heart.
If I say it out loud, people will definitely think I'm crazy.
Compared to the fact that Concubine Shu came back to life after many years, Song Yanxi actually tends to believe that someone was deliberately stirring up trouble by using Concubine Shu's identity.
Although we don't know what their purpose is, people in the palace are indeed in panic.
This morning alone, several concubines claimed to be sick and sent people to invite the imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital to take their pulses.
And most of them were concubines who had had relationships with Concubine Shu.
Even Concubine De, who had been worshipping Buddha in her own palace for more than ten years and had hardly ever stepped out of the palace, asked Imperial Physician Xi to come over because she was ill.
Emperor Xuande said in a deep voice, "Xiaowu has been busy until midnight. Have you found anything?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone outside saying that Mo Jinchuan had arrived.
He snorted coldly, "What I said is absolutely right. This kid has very sharp ears."
Song Yanxi lowered her eyes and stared at her toes, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.
She finally understood who the prince looked like when he had such a harsh mouth.
Like father, like son. The ancients were right.
Somehow, an idea suddenly came to Song Yanxi's mind.
It would be very interesting to see with my own eyes how the prince scolds people.
Mo Jinchuan walked over to her and stood beside her, saying respectfully, "Your Highness, your son greets you."
Emperor Xuande nodded and asked in a deep voice, "Have you found anything?"
Mo Jinchuan said: "Hong Rui, who committed suicide out of fear of punishment, was an orphan. She was originally introduced to the palace by Nanny Qin, who was by the side of Concubine De.
This person also had no relatives and died of illness in the palace half a month ago."
"Is she Concubine De's person?" Emperor Xuande's face became even darker.
Speaking of which, he hadn't seen Concubine De for more than ten years and almost forgot what she looked like.
I only vaguely remember that the second child's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to hers, and it was obvious at first glance that they were mother and son.
Thinking of something, Emperor Xuande sighed and said, "De Fei has been living in seclusion for so many years, and there has been no conflict between her and the concubines in the palace. It cannot be her."
Mo Jinchuan asked gravely, "Does Father still remember Yaoyao?"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xuande's eyes flashed with confusion.
He asked, "What Yaoyao?"
Mo Jinchuan's eyes were complicated, "Father really forgot."
Thinking of what he had just said about Concubine De, Emperor Xuande frowned and asked, "Xiaowu, are you talking about the child who died in Concubine De's arms?"
Mo Jinchuan nodded and said in a deep voice, "I thought that after so many years, father had forgotten about sister Yaoyao."
Emperor Xuande couldn't help but feel sad, and he sighed and said, "Although I have many children, I am still a father after all, so how could I not remember her.
If she were still alive, she would be old enough to get married by now."
Mo Jinchuan said: "Yaoyao was born in the first month of the year, so she is a few months older than Yingxue."
Hearing him say this, Emperor Xuande also thought of the details about the child and sighed softly, "I am sorry for the mother and daughter."
After a while, he slowly spoke, "The child had a high fever at the time, but I was so focused on celebrating Xue'er's birthday that I didn't even get to see her for the last time."
It was the first time that Song Yanxi heard the name "Yaoyao".
But she could see that although Emperor Xuande kept saying that he felt guilty towards the child, he did not have much love for him.
When he mentioned Princess Roujia, his eyes unconsciously became gentle, and he looked like a kind father.
But when mentioning "Yaoyao", he just said "that child", and the closeness between the two was clear.
Even if it happened again, I'm afraid he would still make the same choice.
It's just a pity for Princess Yaoyao. Early death has been considered an ominous sign since ancient times, especially in the palace with strict rules, it is not allowed.
She once heard her master say that for a child like this who grew up without blessings, it is impossible to prepare a coffin or a grave for him.
People with a conscience will find a place to bury the body far away, just to have peace of mind.
Most people just throw them somewhere, out of sight and out of mind, and let wild dogs or vultures eat them.
No matter which one it is, it is a heart-wrenching pain for the mother who has been pregnant for ten months and given birth to a child.
Even if this person is Concubine De, one of the four concubines.
She was afraid that she would never forget this deep pain.
But Princess Yaoyao didn’t die from a persistent high fever, so she died of illness. What does that have to do with Concubine Yu?
Emperor Xuande obviously thought the same thing as Song Yanxi, and asked with a cold face: "Xiaowu, after so many years, you brought up this matter again.
Could it be that the child's death is related to the imperial concubine?"
Mo Jinchuan did not answer but asked: "This matter, I think the emperor should know."
Hearing this, Emperor Xuande could not help but curse: "You bastard, now you are trying to beat around the bush with me."
Without waiting for him to say anything else, Mo Jinchuan asked coldly, "Father, think carefully, do you really not remember?"
Emperor Xuande blurted out: "Of course I don't..."
He stopped talking halfway through.
Afraid that he would not remember after so much time had passed, Mo Jinchuan said in a deep voice, "Noble Concubine Yu is dissatisfied with you for regarding Yingxue as more important than the prince. On Yingxue's birthday, she repeatedly asked the people in Yuyao Palace to invite you over, claiming she was heartbroken.
You must still remember this.”
Seeing Emperor Xuande nod, he continued, "You know Concubine Yu's personality better than anyone else.
Seeing that you were reluctant to come over, she drank to drown her sorrows. She became drunk and went crazy, hurting herself and her third brother, and even threatened to jump off the high tower.
Several experienced doctors from the Imperial Medical Bureau were invited to wait at Yuyao Palace that night. The few doctors who stayed behind were not good at treating children.
Yaoyao passed away in Consort De's arms as she was carried to Yuyao Palace."
Emperor Xuande spoke again, his voice trembling slightly, "Why didn't anyone tell me about this?"
Mo Jinchuan was silent for a moment, then asked, "Hasn't Consort De ever looked for my father?"
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