Zhang Qilin kowtowed repeatedly on the ground, but couldn't utter a single word. Qian Shengyan didn't wait any longer and, supporting Qingxue's hand, walked out.
After walking only a few steps, they saw a group of people hurrying towards the Pianyun Shujuan Hall, with Su Peisheng leading the way.
Qian Shengyan quickly went to greet him: "Steward Su, Your Highness..."
"Master Qian!" Su Peisheng saw her as if he had seen a relative, his eyes filled with tears. "This morning, the prince went horseback riding with some people, but for some reason, the horse went berserk and threw the prince off... The Emperor bestowed imperial physicians and medicine, but the prince is still unconscious..."
Only then did Qian Shengyan see that Su Peisheng and his group were carrying a bed-like object, and lying motionless on it was none other than Yinzhen!
She was terrified and hurriedly had Yinzhen carried inside. She then went over and sat by the bed to watch the imperial physician taking Yinzhen's pulse: "Your Highness, how is he?"
"In response to this master, the prince hit the back of his head, and now, judging from the situation... it's hard to say..." the white-bearded old man at the head said, shaking his head.
He hit the back of his head!
Qian Shengyan nearly fainted, but Hu Mama noticed something was wrong and rushed forward to support her: "Mistress Qian, you are pregnant, you mustn't have anything happen to you!"
The white-bearded old man frowned: "Pregnant? How many months along?"
"It's been almost five months," Qingxue explained in a low voice, while supporting Qian Shengyan's other arm to help her sit down and rest.
Su Peisheng was also anxious. He bowed deeply to the white-bearded old man and said, "Judge Zhang, Judge Zhang, please take a look at our Prince... What medicine should he take? Please tell me..."
The court judge looked at Qian Shengyan again, and seemed to understand that there were no other masters here. He sighed and said, "With Prince Yong's evidence in his mind, perhaps... you should prepare for a long time."
Su Peisheng nearly collapsed upon hearing this, but Qian Shengyan, having caught her breath, stood up straight, supported by Qingxue's hand, and said firmly, "Please, Physician Zhang, prescribe a remedy. We will definitely take good care of the Prince according to the prescription."
"Very well." Judge Zhang glanced at Qian Shengyan a few more times, then wrote down several sheets of paper. One was the prescription for the medicine to drink, another was the prescription for boiling it into a paste to apply to the wound, and the last sheet was the acupoints and time for daily massage.
"Try this for ten days first. If the person wakes up, we can change the prescription." In fact, the physician Zhang didn't have much hope.
Prince Yong, it sounds like he was living a life of great prestige, but unfortunately his fate is now uncertain, and who knows what the future holds?
Fortunately, Emperor Kangxi still felt sorry for this son. When he left Rehe, he left behind a large amount of medicinal herbs and specially asked Zhang Yuanpan to stay and take care of Prince Yong's health.
The heartache was limited; the Summer Palace was busy but orderly tidying up, and the return to Beijing was not delayed even for a moment.
After much deliberation, Qian Shengyan led her people to the residence of the Third Prince Cheng, requesting that Hongshi be taken back.
She was pregnant, carrying Yuanshou, and caring for the unconscious Yinzhen. She couldn't guarantee she'd be able to look after Hongshi. As the weather grew colder, Rehe was even colder than the capital; she feared that if she didn't see him for a moment, something terrible might happen…
Prince Cheng, with the demeanor of a refined scholar, and his third wife, being easy to talk to, readily assured Qian Shengyan of her request, saying they would definitely bring their nephew back to the capital safely.
Although she had asked someone to help, Qian Shengyan was still not entirely at ease. She asked Zhang Qilin to find Prince Yong's personal guards and select five from twenty men to follow Prince Hongshi closely. At the same time, she also sent a letter to the Princess Consort to let her know about Yinzhen's current situation, so as to stabilize things in the capital.
This was the first time Qian Shengyan had done something concerning the mansion since arriving in this era.
It wouldn't have been difficult at all, but because she was a woman, and a concubine at that, she had no right to do these things. Now, it's only because Yinzhen has no one else around, only her, that others, out of consideration for Prince Yong, won't say anything, but…
Even in front of Prince Yong's personal guards, her words carried less weight than those of Zhang Qilin, a mere eunuch.
Qian Shengyan didn't care anymore. At this point, what did a glare or a cold face matter? She had accomplished what she wanted to do, so she was naturally happy.
Oh, and those beauties from the front hall, Qian Shengyan also had them sent back to the capital.
With Prince Yong's fate uncertain, some beauties were quite agitated. Qian Shengyan didn't care; she simply packed them all up and entrusted them to Prince Cheng. Whether they made it to the capital or whose residence they ended up in was none of her concern.
After everything was settled and Yinzhen had been taking his medicine for ten days, there was still no sign of him waking up.
The entire Lion Garden was shrouded in gloom; the only one who remained relatively optimistic was probably Qian Shengyan.
Even Hongli knew that his father was sick and that his mother, who was pregnant, still had to take care of him. He was very sensible at such a young age, and sometimes he would even help Qian Shengyan by serving her tea and food, which almost made Qian Shengyan cry.
My son is so well-behaved.
But the son's father is really disobedient.
When the third prescription was used, Physician Zhang announced that there was no other way. He stopped the external application of medicine and bluntly stated that the chances of Prince Yong waking up were too slim.
Su Peisheng's legs gave way and he immediately collapsed to the ground. All around him were suppressed cries. Only Qian Shengyan, with her newly pregnant belly, sat on the edge of the bed, holding Yinzhen's hand and angrily saying, "No one is allowed to cry! The prince will definitely wake up!"
After saying that, she asked Physician Zhang again: "The massage cannot be stopped. As for the external medicine, I hope Physician Zhang can reconsider whether to use some prescriptions that can disperse blood stasis and promote blood circulation?"
Judge Zhang agreed, and every day the strong young apprentice would come to massage and rub Yinzhen. Whenever Qian Shengyan had free time, she would sit by the bed, hold his hand, and chatter about the day's events.
"A letter has arrived from the capital; everything is fine, so you need not worry, sir."
"When I was practicing calligraphy today, Hongli was very interested. When will Your Highness wake up so you can give Hongli his first lessons? He's such a clever little fellow."
"This one in my belly is naughty too. It's not even six months old yet, and it's already kicking my belly..."
"It's a good thing I sent Hongshi away beforehand. Autumn in Rehe is really cold... Luckily there are plenty of furs here. How about I make you a pair of fur socks today?"
During the day, she could still call him "Your Highness," but when the night was deep and quiet, Qian Shengyan lying next to Yinzhen couldn't help but feel a little scared—
"Yinzhen...when are you going to wake up? I'm actually a little scared..."
"You'll wake up, right?"
"I won't allow them to cry, no one is allowed to cry. You're still alive, but I... I feel like crying too..."
"Our baby can move now, aren't you going to wake up and check on him?"
"It's better if you don't wake up. My belly is so big now, it looks ugly, but luckily you can't see it."
"Hongli cried and called out 'Father' today, and it made me feel so sad too..."
"Yinzhen, please wake up, okay?"
At the end of October, Rehe experienced its first light snowfall of the year, and as the snow fell, Prince Yong, who had been in a coma for nearly two months, finally opened his eyes.
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