1083 Missed, the best explanation time is gone
When the Ninth Prince arrived at the Feng Mansion, he did not see Feng Qingchen because Feng Qingchen had been summoned to the palace. The secret guards did not know the reason. They only knew that the eunuch sent by the emperor whispered a few words to Feng Qingchen, and Feng Qingchen hurried into the palace carrying the medicine box.
The Ninth Prince stood outside Feng Qingchen's house for a while, then disappeared into the night again.
It was such a coincidence that Feng Qingchen had just returned to Feng Mansion today, and Noble Concubine Xie's son was in poor condition. As the little prince had a hidden illness, the emperor did not want to reveal it, so on weekdays there was only a mute imperial physician who secretly treated the little prince.
The mute imperial physician's medical skills were mediocre. The little prince had been ill for several days but the doctor had not cured him. You have to know that the little prince had suffered a misfortune when he was born and was very weak. He needed careful care on weekdays. If such a young child was ill for a few days, he would really die.
Noble Concubine Xie had no choice but to seek help from Feng Qingchen. The little prince had been ill for several days and had not recovered. The mute imperial physician prescribed medicine, but it was impossible to feed such a young child the medicine.
Imperial Noble Consort Xie first ordered people to apply the medicine on the wet nurse's nipples, but the little prince refused to touch them. Later, she asked the wet nurse to drink the medicine herself so that it could be fed into the little prince's body through breast milk, but the medicine did not take effect so quickly.
The little prince's condition became more and more serious. Imperial Noble Concubine Xie had no choice but to beg the Emperor to summon Feng Qingchen into the palace.
If Imperial Noble Consort Xie hadn't reminded him, the Emperor would have almost forgotten that there was still one person missing to be silenced that day. The Emperor's eyes were dark and unclear, revealing murderous intent.
The candlelight blocked the emperor's view, and Noble Concubine Xie saw nothing. She was only worried about her son, otherwise she would not have come to the emperor for help while she was in confinement.
The emperor thought for a moment and then agreed. He issued an edict for Feng Qingchen to enter the palace overnight. The eunuch who delivered the edict also reminded Feng Qingchen to bring the medicine box with her.
When Feng Qingchen arrived at the palace, he was taken directly to the Zhaoyan Palace. The Zhaoyan Palace no longer had the splendor of the past, and there was a sense of depression everywhere.
This is the contrast between the powerful concubine, the favored concubine and the abandoned concubine. In the harem, a woman's honor and favor all come from the emperor. Without the emperor's attention, no matter how high her position is, it is useless.
Feng Qingchen sighed secretly, without thinking much, and hurried into the inner room.
When Imperial Concubine Xie saw Feng Qingchen, she felt like she had seen a savior: "Qingchen, you are here, come, come and check on Baoer, he has had a low-grade fever for the past few days, and he keeps vomiting milk."
"Don't be anxious, Your Majesty. Let me take a look." Feng Qingchen took a step back, walked around Imperial Noble Consort Xie and came to the side of the little prince.
The little prince was lying in the cradle, crying like a kitten. His voice was so weak that his lips were a little blue, almost the same as when he was just born.
Feng Qingchen did not pretend to be righteous and scolded: How do you take care of the little prince? Instead, he put down the medicine box and arranged the instruments one by one.
The items in the box were very complete. There were only a few kinds of medicines that could be used for a baby under one month old, but Feng Qingchen brought everything with him.
Feng Qingchen was just an ordinary doctor, so she couldn't cure any disease with her medicine. After Feng Qingchen gave the little prince the medicine, he fell asleep obediently. Looking at the little prince's sleeping face, Imperial Noble Concubine Xie also breathed a sigh of relief.
These past few days, the little prince had been crying and crying, and it hurt her so much.
"Empress, feed the little prince medicine every three hours, just like I did just now. Don't apply the medicine on the nipple, as this will make the little prince afraid to drink milk." Such a young child has poor resistance. If he is not allowed to eat enough, then this disease will really cause the child to die. The mortality rate of children these days is extremely high.
"I understand. Thank you Qingchen." Noble Concubine Xie said tiredly.
Being a mother and raising a child by herself was a hardship that Imperial Noble Concubine Xie had never experienced before.
"Your Majesty, you are too polite. This is what Qingchen should do. If there is nothing else, please arrange a side room for Qingchen. Qingchen is afraid that the little prince's illness will relapse, so I will stay here tonight to watch over the little prince. If there is anything, please come and see."
In fact, it is already very late, and the Feng Mansion is not close to the palace. Feng Qingchen does not want to run back and forth. The little prince is in this condition and needs to take medicine tomorrow.
Of course Imperial Noble Concubine Xie was overjoyed that Feng Qingchen was willing to stay here. She quickly ordered the palace maids to pack up for Feng Qingchen and sent someone to report to the Emperor.
Although it was against the rules for a woman, a capable female doctor, to live in the harem, it was understandable. Besides, the emperor didn't want the little prince to die like this.
The emperor was angry before because he had placed too much hope on the child in Concubine Xie's belly. The little prince was like that when he was born. The emperor's hopes were dashed, so he naturally couldn't accept it. Now...
After calming down, he really couldn't kill his son. Dongling is so big, but it can't afford to raise a child.
Feng Qingchen lives in the imperial palace, which makes it difficult for the Ninth Prince, as he misses the best time to explain.
The Ninth Prince was quite disappointed as he did not find anyone in Feng Mansion. However, when he thought about what he had to do next, he cheered up and went to the secret room in Su Mansion to tell Su Wenqing how to deal with the Demon Cult.
"Have you found out the location of the Demon Cult?" Before this, the Ninth Prince asked Zhezhe's guards to send a letter back to the Demon Cult, and secretly sent people to follow the person who sent the letter in order to find out the location of the Demon Cult.
The reason why the Demon Cult has continued to exist and grow stronger over the years is because the Demon Cult is located in a secretive place. Outsiders have no way of finding out where the Demon Cult is. They only know that it is within the territory of Beiling. Even if they want to wipe out the Demon Cult, they cannot find the direction.
"We've found out, but our people can't get in. It seems like there's a formation blocking it." Su Wenqing hurriedly handed over the map his subordinates had sent him. With just a few strokes, he outlined the location of the Demon Cult clearly.
"So it's here. No wonder no one has found it for all these years. Who would have thought that there would be people living behind that cliff?" The Ninth Prince could draw the map of the Kyushu Continent with his eyes closed. With just one glance, he knew where the Demon Cult was, and he also knew the natural barrier in front of the Demon Cult.
"This place is not easy to fight." Su Wenqing looked worried.
The Demon Cult had nothing to do with them, but the Demon Cult happened to be on the map of Jiuzhou, so they had to deal with it. But it would be a great loss if they suffered casualties in order to take action against the Demon Cult.
The people in their hands are used to fight for the world, not to fight and kill with the gangsters.
"We don't need to fight, so it doesn't matter whether it's difficult or not." The Ninth Prince said shamelessly: "Give this map to Xuan Shaoqi, he will naturally know what to do."
Xuan Shaoqi needed an opportunity, and he needed Xuan Shaoqi's help.
Although Xuan Shaoqi is well-known in the martial arts world, his seniority is too low. In front of many sect leaders, he has to call himself a junior. It was nothing before, but now he is the Palace Master of Xuanxiao Palace, and those people still treat him as a junior, which makes Xuan Shaoqi's position awkward.
It's not that Xuan Shaoqi is incompetent, on the contrary, he is too capable. In the martial arts world, there is no one like Xuan Shaoqi who became the leader of a palace or a faction at such a young age.
Not to mention the younger generation, even the old guys were quite jealous of Xuan Shaoqi. When they were the same age as Xuan Shaoqi, they were still struggling in the sect, and only after they became the ones in power could they ascend to the throne.
Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that those old guys do not agree with Xuan Shaoqi and make things difficult for him. After all, everything Xuan Shaoqi has now is so enviable...