Chapter 273 There are many medicinal herbs in the village.
After Consort Duan passed away, the emperor stayed in his palace for two or three days before preparing to issue an imperial edict to appoint the incompetent sixth prince as the crown prince.
The sixth prince is seven or eight years younger than Zhou Ruiyuan, and is only twelve or thirteen years old now.
Perhaps because he wasn't properly cared for in the womb, he was born with intellectual disabilities. Now, at twelve or thirteen years old, he can only read the Three Character Classic, and he knows absolutely nothing about poetry and prose.
The emperor thought it over and over. He didn't have many sons. Although this son was a bit simple-minded, he was honest and, with the support of the ministers, should be able to secure the throne.
It's better than him dying and being snatched away by the Third Prince.
However, just as he was about to write the imperial edict, he suddenly heard a eunuch report, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!"
"Something's wrong? What's wrong?" the emperor immediately put down his pen and asked.
The eunuch knelt down and bowed his head, saying, "Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince was climbing a tree in the Imperial Garden when he accidentally fell down."
"What?!" The emperor jumped to his feet. "Why did you send him climbing a tree out of nowhere?"
The eunuch trembled, his face pale with fright. "Your Majesty, it was the Sixth Prince who insisted on climbing the tree; we couldn't stop him."
The emperor strode outside, shouting, "Hurry up and take me to see this!"
The eunuch quickly stood up. "Yes, Your Majesty."
The emperor hurriedly arrived at the sixth prince's room, where a group of imperial physicians were gathered.
The sixth prince lay unconscious on the bed.
The emperor approached and asked solemnly, "How is the Sixth Prince's injury?"
The imperial physician stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince fell from the tree and hit his head. Although he is not seriously injured, he remains unconscious."
The emperor angrily rebuked, "What do you mean 'not seriously injured'? You're still unconscious!"
The imperial physician replied, "His life is not in danger, but he has fallen into a coma because he hit his head."
The emperor understood his meaning this time, and his expression softened as he asked, "When will he wake up?"
After pondering for a moment, the imperial physician frowned and said, "It could take three days, three months, or even three years. The Sixth Prince's injuries are truly strange, and we are powerless to help!"
The emperor's beard trembled as he listened. "So, even you don't know when he'll wake up?"
The imperial physicians knelt to one side and replied in unison, "Yes, Your Majesty."
The emperor stood there stunned, grabbing onto a chair beside him, nearly falling over.
Although he has many concubines in his harem, he has few children. He only has a handful of princes who are of useful use, and there is probably no suitable candidate for crown prince at the moment.
The eunuch helped the emperor back. On the way, he thought of the three princes he had driven out of the palace and was filled with regret.
If he had known this would happen, he would have lived a peaceful life with the Empress and their three children. If they were here, he wouldn't have had to worry about these things.
Any one of those three would be better than those current oddballs.
The eunuch beside him advised, "Your Majesty, don't rush. You are still young and can have a few more children."
Since the death of Consort Duan, the emperor has become indifferent to matters of the harem.
At this moment, another old eunuch came and said, "Your Majesty, there is news about the Empress again."
The emperor immediately perked up and hurriedly asked him, "Where are they now?"
The old eunuch said slowly, "Your Majesty, I heard that Her Majesty the Empress lives in a village."
"Which village?" the emperor asked anxiously.
The old eunuch stammered, "This servant doesn't know which village it is, but I heard that Her Majesty the Empress has already married someone in that village."
"What? Married? She got married? She's my empress, who did she marry?!" the emperor roared, his face turning purplish-blue with rage.
The old eunuch quickly advised, "Your Majesty, please don't be anxious. This is just a rumor; it might not be true."
The emperor, trying to remain calm, said sternly, "You, immediately investigate for me! Quickly!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The emperor sent several groups of people to look for Aunt Zhou and the others, but each time they returned empty-handed. He had lost all hope, and hearing that she was getting married made his heart ache like it was being scraped by a knife.
However, rumors are just rumors. Aunt Zhou is not in a hurry to remarry. She is currently focused on helping her eldest daughter-in-law take care of the family.
These days, Du Wanchun, along with Aunt Zhou and Zhang Qiuhe, picks flowers to make perfume and rouge.
The previous perfume balms were only used to enhance fragrance, but this time the perfume balm is for beauty and skincare.
After Du Wanchun finished preparing the rouge, she placed it in the rouge shop and sold it along with the rouge.
The three of them first searched for some flowers on the mountain, and when they arrived at the manor, they discovered a flower grove on the back mountain of the manor.
Dozens of medicinal herbs are planted behind the flower grove.
When Aunt Zhou saw it, she was stunned. "I never expected that so many medicinal herbs would be grown in this village."
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