Today, His Majesty took some time to visit the Empress Dowager's Cining Palace.
With the Dragon Guards keeping an eye on them, even if Granny Jin Gui and Zhang Xinke wanted to get close and eavesdrop, they couldn't.
"Mother, I am feeling very sad today and I have no one else to talk to, so I am telling you."
The Crown Prince is in poor health, and I originally intended to make his son the Imperial Grandson.
But both Rang'er and Fen'er died of smallpox. Finally, the Crown Prince's concubine, Lady Wei, gave birth to a grandson, but guess what?
The Empress Dowager looked at him anxiously: "Huh?"
"The child was born perfectly fine, and at three months old, he was healthy and chubby. But then one day he accidentally bumped his head and broke his forehead. The wound wasn't big, but the blood wouldn't stop flowing, and nothing we did could stop it."
"Quack quack quack..."
"The imperial physicians have all examined the wound, and the Duke of Cheng'en has also invited a renowned doctor from outside. The diagnosis is hemorrhage. The wound will never heal, and to stop the bleeding, we must use a branding iron..."
The Empress Dowager let out a "quack," and her eyes rolled upwards again.
Seeing her mouth contorted and twitching, Emperor Hui said sadly, "Mother, that divine physician said that with this disease, the child is unlikely to survive. Tell me, what else could this be but divine retribution?"
Divine retribution? Why not punish Prince Qi or Prince Jin? Why is the Crown Prince the sole target of divine retribution?
"However, Mother, there is no need to be too upset. I still have ten sons and grandsons. I can still make them emperors. Our great empire will surely be passed down. Besides, I am still in good health. I can rule the country for another thirty years without any problem."
His Majesty held the prayer beads, his tone resolute.
Empress Dowager Wei cried out, "Gua~," taking in little air and exhaling much more.
Prince Qi was in a coma for seven days, and his brain was severely damaged. When he woke up, he not only did not recognize anyone, but he also babbled like a three-year-old child.
On the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the gong sounded in the capital. Everyone rushed to inquire and learned that Princess Qi had been assassinated and seriously injured. She died ten days later.
On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, the sound of funeral bells rang out again from the palace.
Cheng'en Gong was so startled that he ran to the courtyard without even putting on his shoes properly. He was counting the clouds when he fell flat on his backside in a snowdrift.
The Empress Dowager has passed away!
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