1057 Treatment, the Emperor's Disdain

In the delivery room, there was only the suppressed sobbing of Imperial Noble Consort Xie. The female doctors looked at each other in panic, fearing that they would be silenced. The midwife's face was as pale as Imperial Noble Consort Xie's...

Regardless of whether the little prince was born deformed or not, Imperial Concubine Xie would not tolerate the fact that the midwife almost dropped the little prince to death. As for Imperial Concubine Xie's maid, she was uneasy. |

This kind of thing is not a big deal in an ordinary family. After all, the little prince's condition is not serious. But in the palace, the little prince will definitely be disliked by the emperor and may not even be recognized by the emperor.

In the delivery room, everyone had their own thoughts. Feng Qingchen was not an obstetrician and gynecologist after all, so she didn't know how to calm Imperial Noble Concubine Xie. It was not until the little prince couldn't bear it anymore and let out a low cry that Imperial Noble Concubine Xie calmed down.

The palace maid also hurried forward and brought the little prince over. She looked at the dazed female doctors and said angrily, "Why are you still standing there? Come over here and clean the little prince."

"Yes, yes." The female doctors came to their senses and hurried forward, no one dared to look at the little prince's lips.

A mother must be strong. Noble Concubine Xie wiped the tears from her face, ordered the midwife and the female doctor to clean her up, and asked the palace maid to cut another piece of ginseng.

At this time, she couldn't faint. This was her son and she had to think about her son.

Feng Qingchen secretly admired how Noble Consort Xie recovered from her grief so quickly. Feng Qingchen stepped forward to check the little prince's lips and thought about the surgical plan.

Cleft lip may not be curable in ancient times, but she can...

"My queen, look how cute the little prince is." The maid held the cleaned little prince in front of Concubine Xie. At this time, no one dared to let the midwife touch the little prince.

The bright red swaddling clothes made the little prince look adorable and pink. He looked much better than before. Imperial Noble Consort Xie smiled warmly, then showed worry.

Feng Qingchen knew what Imperial Concubine Xie was worried about, so she stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the little prince's cleft lip is not serious, Qingchen can heal it, but the little prince is too young now, I can treat him when he is three months old."

"What? Qingchen, can you cure the little prince's cleft lip?" Imperial Noble Concubine Xie found that her voice was trembling.

I was in despair one second ago, but I didn’t expect to hear the gospel the next second.

"I can. Besides, the little prince's cleft lip is not serious. When he grows up, it won't be noticeable unless you look carefully." Feng Qingchen explained the treatment method of cleft lip to Imperial Concubine Xie in detail.

Imperial Noble Consort Xie understood three-tenths of it, but was seven-tenths puzzled. However, none of this mattered. What mattered was, "When the little prince grows up, he will be no different from ordinary people, right?"

"Yes." The little prince's gap is not big, Feng Qingchen can guarantee it.

"That's great, that's great, my child doesn't have to live under the strange looks of others." Imperial Noble Consort Xie hugged the little prince, rubbed his cheek, and began to cry again.

The palace maids were also happy for Imperial Noble Consort Xie and the little prince. They didn't dare to say anything when Imperial Noble Consort Xie cried before, but now of course they had to persuade her.

"My lady, this is a happy occasion. Please stop crying. Crying too much will hurt your eyes."

"Yes, your Majesty, the little prince is a blessed child, you must stop crying." The female doctor also bravely persuaded her, sweeping away the previous depression, and everyone in the delivery room smiled.

"Yes, you can't cry. This is a good thing." Imperial Noble Consort Xie quickly wiped away her tears and handed the child to the palace maid: "Go, hold the little prince for His Majesty to see."

"Your Majesty, the little prince's injury..." The palace maid didn't know how to answer the emperor's question, so she had to ask for instructions first.

Noble Consort Xie sneered: "Answer truthfully. Don't say anything unless the emperor asks more." This was a warning to the people present not to tell anyone that Feng Qingchen could cure the little prince.

"Your Majesty, won't the little prince be disliked by the Emperor?" The palace maids were worried, and the most worried were the midwives and the female doctors, who were afraid of being silenced.

"If you dislike me, then dislike me. I will protect you as long as you do so." Imperial Noble Concubine Xie was deeply hurt by the Emperor. In addition, when she was pregnant with the little prince, there were strange signs in the sky. Perhaps it was a good thing that the little prince was disliked by the Emperor.

She used to hope that her son could sit on that position, but now she only hopes that her child will grow up safely, so...she doesn't care about the emperor's attention at all.

With the Xie family and her status, her son will not suffer since he has no father's love.

Seeing that Imperial Noble Concubine Xie had made up her mind, the palace maid stopped trying to persuade her and carried the little prince out. Feng Qingchen looked at Imperial Noble Concubine Xie thoughtfully without saying anything.

In the harem, there are very few women who can be as open-minded as Imperial Noble Concubine Xie, and letting her son never have the chance to have that position is also a kind of protection.

Like the Ninth Prince's mother, forcing the Ninth Prince to fight for the world was not because she loved the Ninth Prince, she just treated the Ninth Prince as a chess piece.

Imperial Concubine Xie was already exhausted. This group was just forcing themselves to be energetic. She glanced at the trembling midwife and the doctor, and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you. I want to accumulate blessings for the little prince, but you'd better keep your mouths shut."

The king used both kindness and force. When the midwife and the doctor heard that they had escaped a disaster, they dared not think any more and immediately knelt down to express their gratitude.

At the same time, the sound of porcelain breaking was heard outside the house, followed by the emperor's angry roar: "Noble Concubine Xie is suffering from postpartum disorder. She should be well recuperated in Zhaoyan Palace and must not leave the palace without my order." He did not mention the little prince at all.

"Your Majesty, calm down. Your Majesty is angry by himself."

“Wooooooa ...

The concubines' persuading voices and the little prince's crying mixed together. Noble Concubine Xie's heart was broken and she gave Feng Qingchen a sad smile.

"Qingchen, did you see that? It's not that I don't want to tell the emperor, it's that the emperor simply doesn't want to hear it. But it's good this way, at least the little prince won't be in danger of his life, and I can spend the rest of my life in peace in Zhaoyan Palace."

"Your Majesty, there is gain and loss. Living behind closed doors is not a bad thing for you and the little prince." The harem now is not the same as the one with only the queen and four concubines. There are so many women in the harem, and there are so many gossips.

"Qingchen is right. There is gain and loss. I just hope my child can be like an ordinary person." She regretted entering the palace, and her son would definitely stay away from the palace gossip...

The Emperor issued a gag order regarding the fact that the little prince was born with a cleft lip. Imperial Noble Concubine Xie spared the female doctor and the midwife, but the Emperor did not let them go. If Feng Qingchen had not escaped quickly, she would have been punished for both crimes and would have died.

The emperor announced to others that Noble Consort Xie gave birth to a stillborn baby and did not acknowledge the existence of the little prince at all. Feng Qingchen could only sigh when she heard this.

She knew that the emperor was ruthless, but she didn't expect him to be so ruthless that he didn't even acknowledge his own son. The women in the harem were so sad.

Feng Qingchen spoke up for Imperial Noble Consort Xie, but unfortunately she could only do so much to help Imperial Noble Consort Xie. She herself was in trouble because...