When Concubine Qian arrived at Yongfu Palace with various gifts, the imperial physician happened to be taking Concubine Hui's pulse in the bedroom.
Huaying came out of the small kitchen carrying hot water. When she saw Concubine Qian, although she hated her in her heart, she pretended to be polite and calm on the surface.
"The young master is here."
Qian Jieyu smiled and said, "I heard that Sister Hui was not feeling well, so I came to see her."
Huaying handed the thing in her hand to the palace maid beside her, and hurriedly and politely led Concubine Qian to the inner hall.
At that time, Qin Zhaochuan also withdrew his hand. Seeing the visitor hurriedly bowing and greeting, Concubine Qian smiled and said, "There is no need to be so polite, Imperial Physician. I just heard that Sister Hui was not feeling well, so I came to see her."
As she was speaking, Huaying brought a chair and asked Qian Jieyu to sit down. The beautiful lady was half leaning against the bed, with her left wrist and the back of her hand wrapped in thick gauze.
"How is my sister?"
Hui Meiren cupped her hands, her face pale. "Thank you for your concern, sister. I just touched something I shouldn't have touched. It's a mild allergy, and it will be cured with a few doses of medicine."
Qin Zhaochuan agreed: "Yes, the heavy rain in summer is not conducive to the healing of the lesion. Once the rainy season is over, the young lady will naturally recover as before."
Concubine Qian's eyes turned slightly, and she asked again, "I remember that Huayang Palace has always been served by the imperial physician. I heard that the three little princes have not been in good health in the past few days."
Qin Zhaochuan forced a smile and said, "The princes are still young, and their immunity is not as strong as that of adults. It is normal for them to have a headache or fever."
"What kind of disease is that? Is it serious?"
Qin Zhaochuan hesitated and couldn't explain for a long time. His appearance made Concubine Qian even more worried. After a while, Qin Zhaochuan bowed and left.
After chatting with Concubine Hui for a few words, Concubine Qian also left.
After leaving Yongfu Palace, seeing Qin Zhaochuan right in front, Concubine Qian secretly gave Xing'er a wink.
Xing'er nodded, left immediately, and followed quietly.
On this side, Qin Zhaochuan had actually already noticed that someone was following him, so he deliberately sighed loudly while talking to his apprentice.
Sure enough, I heard the apprentice ask: "Master, what's wrong with you? You have been absent-minded these past few days."
Qin Zhaochuan shook his head: "Huayang Palace is probably not a good place."
The disciple was suddenly startled: "What do you mean? Didn't they say that the three princes only had a slight fever? How could they suddenly become ill?"
Qin Zhaochuan slapped his apprentice's forehead in annoyance. "The high fever hasn't subsided for several days, and the pulse is weak. Even an adult can't stand it, let alone such a young child."
"Is it so serious?" the apprentice asked in surprise. "No wonder Huayang Palace has been closed to visitors these past few days. Master, should we report this to the Emperor?"
"How can a mere imperial physician like me decide the Imperial Concubine's affairs? If the Imperial Concubine doesn't allow it to be reported, how can I dare to speak up?"
The sound is getting farther and farther away.
Xing'er's heartbeat was getting faster and faster.
I hurried back to Bixiao Palace, and before I could catch my breath, I saw my master anxiously asking, "How is it? Did you hear anything?"
Xing'er picked up the cold tea on the table and drank it all in one breath before she said breathlessly, "The three princes are indeed ill. According to Doctor Qin, I'm afraid they won't make it."
Hearing this, Concubine Qian was both frightened and excited. She intertwined her hands and rubbed them together, "Great, great! Now, even if the Imperial Noble Concubine ascends to the throne, without a son by her side, she will be walking on thin ice."
"The most important thing is that the Imperial Concubine lost three sons at once. Such a blow would have been devastating if not fatal!"
The war in the former dynasty was tense, and the harem was also in turmoil.
When the empress dowager heard that the three imperial grandchildren were ill, she was extremely anxious and immediately came to Huayang Palace.
If nothing unexpected happens, the eldest son Jingheng is very likely to be the future crown prince, who is related to the foundation of the country. After visiting his grandson, he went to the Zichen Palace again.
At that time, the emperor was discussing matters with his court officials. The empress dowager understood the interests involved and did not send anyone to pass on the message but went straight to the east wing hall to wait.
Half an hour later, the emperor came out of the west warm pavilion, and a palace servant had already reported to him that the queen mother had arrived.
"Your son pays his respects to your mother."
The Queen Mother sat on the heated kang and raised her hand to excuse herself before her son even knelt, "Sit down."
"Thank you, Queen Mother."
A palace maid brought tea. The Queen Mother gazed at her son's increasingly thin face and said distressedly, "You haven't been eating well these past few days. I see you've lost a lot of weight."
Zhao Yuancheng said in a deep voice, "Thank you for your concern, mother. The weather is hot, and with the war with Da'an, I really don't have much of an appetite."
The Queen Mother said worriedly, "No matter how important the affairs of state are, you should take good care of yourself. If you fall ill, who can these ministers rely on?"
Zhao Yuancheng nodded obediently: "I will take note of what your Majesty Queen said."
The Queen Mother nodded and talked about what happened just now when she went to Huayang Palace. "These three children are not doing well."
When this matter was mentioned, Zhao Yuancheng frowned suddenly and said in surprise: "Didn't you say it was just a common cold? How could it suddenly..."
"The Imperial Concubine understood the current situation, so she ordered the Imperial Hospital to keep it a secret. I just went to see the doctor and also sent someone to ask the Imperial Physician, who said the worst-case scenario is that all three children will die."
Upon hearing these words, Zhao Yuancheng stood up suddenly, his eyes quickly filled with dark clouds. He had already written the imperial edict to appoint the crown prince, and was just waiting for the ceremony of conferring the queen to read it out one day.
He had great expectations for Jing Heng, and even planned to bring him with him to teach him personally in the future. However, now these things have not been carried out, but he has to tell him. Perhaps, he will lose the crown prince again!
Zhao Yuancheng felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. Regardless of the heavy rain outside, he rushed into the rain like the wind.
Looking at her son who was lively and cheerful a few days ago, his little face was now burning hot. Fu Qianyu stood beside the cradle with a haggard look.
Zhao Yuancheng clenched his hands tightly, suppressing the sadness and bitterness in his heart. He reached out and took the person into his arms, soothing her softly, "Don't be afraid. I'm here."
Fu Qianyu's eyes were red, her face was pale, and she looked so weak that she seemed like she could be blown away by a gust of wind: "Don't worry, as long as I am here, our son will be fine!"
"Come here, call all the doctors from the Imperial Hospital. We must save these three children!"
“Yeah.”
Zhu Yu did not dare to delay and hurried out. When all the imperial doctors arrived at Huayang Palace, everyone realized how seriously ill the third prince, the fourth prince and the sixth prince were.
Since the death of Prince Xuanshou, Luzhu has been ill, and Zizhu has been serving Concubine Rou during this period.
Upon hearing that the three princes of Huayang Palace were seriously ill, Zizhu wanted to persuade her master to go and see them, but Consort Rou replied calmly, "Birth, aging, sickness, and death are common to all human beings. What's there to see?"
Zizhu was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to persuade her further. Soon, a palace maid came in to report that Concubine Hui did not seem to be feeling well either.
Thinking that if it weren't for Lady Hui, perhaps she wouldn't be alive today. Remembering this kindness, Lady Rou put down the book in her hand and instructed Zizhu lightly: "Go to the storehouse and pick out some good things to take to Yongfu Palace. Tell them that I'm not feeling well and come back in a few days."
"Yes, I'll go right away."
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