Upon hearing this, Consort Nian immediately broke down: "I beg you, please save my son..."
This was the first time Jia Yue had ever seen such a humble Consort Nian, yet she genuinely loved her child.
In the Imperial Garden, the Seventh Prince's wet nurse was knocked down, causing the Seventh Prince to fall as well. The little boy broke his forehead and bled a lot.
The Seventh Prince was already weak, and it's safe to say he was lucky to survive such a fall.
Yinzhen stood to the side, his brows furrowed, embracing the Consort and comforting her.
Then he looked at Su Peisheng and said, "Go to the Imperial Hospital and call over a few more imperial physicians."
"Yes, this servant will go right away."
Su Peisheng hurriedly went out.
Yinzhen and the Consort had no interest in paying attention to them, so the Empress could only sit quietly with them and wait for the result.
In this oppressive atmosphere, several more imperial physicians arrived. They huddled together, whispering amongst themselves for a long time, before finally offering a plan. After a series of procedures, about an hour later, Consort Nian's cries shook the heavens: "My child!"
The seventh prince died young.
For most people, this was not unexpected.
Healthy children in the palace are hard to raise. When the Empress "gifted" this child to Consort Nian, she knew the child wouldn't live long. She just didn't know how, when, or how the child would die.
Yinzhen had been prepared for this.
So it's true that he doted on Consort Nian, but he deliberately avoided spending time with the Seventh Prince.
Yinzhen could only hug the Consort and comfort her, saying, "There will be more children."
Consort Nian couldn't accept it: "But even if I have another child, it won't be my blessing anymore, my child, sob sob sob..."
As Yinzhen looked at the silent child, his eyes reddened. He could no longer feel any emotion, but the child was still his, the child born to the woman he loved most.
He also hated God for not letting him keep the child.
The Empress, standing to the side, said with a worried expression, "Your Highness, the Seventh Prince has passed away. I also feel regret and heartache. However, the deceased is gone, and we must not wallow in grief. The same applies to His Majesty."
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