In the palace of Concubine Xian.
At night, the little princess suddenly developed a high fever. The two-year-old girl had lost all her fat on her face due to years of illness.
At this moment, the little boy was humming and shouting, "Mammy, it hurts so much."
The palace maid was so anxious that she kept wiping the sweat off the little guy's forehead with a handkerchief.
The little princess's wet nurse was kneeling beside her, tears streaming down her face.
She looked at the woman standing at the door waiting eagerly, her eyes full of despair.
A palace maid ran in from outside.
The woman in splendid clothes immediately stepped forward, looking expectant. "How is it? Is His Majesty coming?"
The maid nodded hurriedly: "Your Majesty has agreed to come. Your Majesty, can you please call the imperial physician?"
"Yeah." The woman showed a smug smile on her face, nodded proudly, and then turned back into the hall.
By candlelight, he looked at the simple and lovely makeup on the woman in the mirror, touched his own face with satisfaction, then walked to the bed, sat down, snatched the handkerchief that was already wet with sweat from the maid's hand, and tears immediately fell.
The wet nurse looked at this scene in despair, then looked at the little princess who had already been burned unconscious, and her tears flowed even more violently.
The little palace maid who had just replied couldn't wait to turn around and run to the Imperial Hospital, praying in her heart that the little princess must hold on, and she couldn't help but cry madly.
The entire Xianfei Palace was in dead silence.
"How's the little princess?"
The emperor came in hurriedly and caught the man and asked him questions.
The old woman burst into tears and crawled a few steps on her knees: "Your Majesty, please save the princess!"
The emperor felt a black screen in front of his eyes and his whole body staggered twice.
Sanshunzi hurried forward to support the man and called out worriedly, "Your Majesty?"
The emperor waved his hand and quickly entered the inner hall.
The virtuous concubine was sitting sideways on the couch at this moment, with her head slightly tilted, revealing half of her perfect face.
Tears fell from her eyes.
Seeing the emperor coming in, she called out with tears in her eyes: "Your Majesty~"
That sound was full of attachment, as if at this moment, the man in front of her was her whole world.
However, this scene made all the palace servants feel cold all over.
The emperor acted as if he hadn't seen anything. He quickly walked to the bedside and saw that the little princess was feverish, her face flushed, her head covered in sweat, and she was completely confused. He asked angrily:
"Where's the imperial physician?! Why hasn't he come yet?!"
The palace maids all bowed their heads and pretended to be dead, and no one dared to speak.
"His Majesty is asking questions, and you are all speechless?!" San Shunzi scolded coldly.
I understand that these people are not speaking because they must be afraid of something.
San Shunzi's face became even uglier.
There can only be one master in this palace, and that is Your Majesty.
If all the palace maids can only obey the orders of one person, that person can only be Your Majesty.
Now Your Majesty is asking questions, but no one is answering. Does this mean that they don’t take Your Majesty seriously?
The palace maids lowered their heads even lower, and cold sweat was dripping down their foreheads.
Fortunately, before they could continue to worry about whether to speak or not, a little palace maid outside shouted happily: "The imperial physician is here! Get out of the way! The imperial physician is here!"
When the imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau heard that something had happened to the little princess, most of them, including Imperial Physician Deng, rushed over.
This is His Majesty's only child! We must take him seriously!
The emperor stepped aside.
But he saw that Concubine Xian was still sitting beside the couch, looking at him with tears in her eyes.
The emperor frowned for the first time, and a hint of disgust flashed across his eyes, but he still reached out and pulled the virtuous concubine over to make way for the imperial physician.
Several imperial doctors came in and, upon seeing the emperor, immediately began to bow.
The emperor had already spoken: "Don't waste time! Show it to the little princess!"
The imperial doctors also knew the urgency of the situation and rushed forward.
A group of people took the little princess's pulse one by one, but all of them looked solemn.
Seeing that the emperor didn't let go, Concubine Xian leaned against him and said, "Your Majesty, is our daughter okay?"
The emperor's face was icy. He pulled his hand back and took a step away: "My little princess, I hope you're okay!"
There was a hint of coldness in his voice.
The virtuous concubine came up empty-handed.
Hearing the emperor's words, her heart skipped a beat. She quickly lowered her eyes to hide the panic in her eyes, and did not dare to move closer. She murmured softly:
"The little princess will be fine. She has been healthy since she was born, so she will be fine."
The emperor looked at her coldly, pursed his lips, and said nothing more.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the expressions of the imperial doctors.
The entire inner hall was silent, so quiet that even everyone's breathing could hardly be heard.
Only the candlelight made a "pop" sound from time to time, reminding people that the night was deep.
After nearly ten imperial physicians finished examining the patient's pulse, they exchanged glances. Finally, the head of the Imperial Hospital stepped forward and reported:
"Your Majesty, the little princess's high fever has caused convulsions. I'm afraid she'll need strong medicine."
"Then use it!"
"But the little princess is only two years old. I'm afraid her body can't handle such a large dose of medicine. I'm afraid..."
Lord Yuanzheng is the most experienced imperial physician in the palace.
At this moment, even he had a worried look on his face, and the emperor's heart seemed to be suddenly hit by something.
His eyes were red and there seemed to be something blocking his throat, preventing him from making a sound.
Seeing this, San Shunzi hurriedly said to the imperial physician, "You continue the treatment. No matter what, I will do my best! If you need any medicine, just let me know!"
The Dean glanced at the Emperor, and seeing that he had no objection, he bowed to the two of them.
"I will do my best. But, Third Eunuch, please be prepared."
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