Chapter 420: A Day of Life and Death
Hearing this,
All the concubines went down to pay their respects, all of them said in fear:
"Your Majesty, the Queen, will follow her instructions!"
Zhao Hua smiled calmly and raised his chin slightly towards the palace gate.
The concubines understood and left one after another.
Among them, Rong Yue was the last one to leave, pretending to be slow.
After everyone had gone away, she whispered to Zhaohua,
"Zhao'er, please try to persuade the imperial concubine. She treats Chenghuan very badly."
Zhao Hua nodded in agreement, but deep down he didn't know how to persuade her.
The separation of life and death in this world is something that others cannot understand.
No matter how much you persuade, it's all in vain.
Only after those who have experienced it have struggled in pain, and with their own will and the cleansing of time, can they gradually walk out of the dark abyss.
'Squeak'
The courtyard was silent for a moment, and the door to the main hall suddenly opened.
Liu Yue bowed and came out, bowed to Zhao Hua with red eyes, and said:
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine said that it was too hot outside and asked this servant to invite you in."
When Zhaohua entered, he saw Ning Wanshuang just coming out of Chenghuan's room.
She wanted to visit the child, but Ning Wanshuang declined.
"Cheng Huan went to sleep after drinking the medicine. He is a light sleeper. Let him have a good rest."
Zhao Hua Qingqian nodded, and after sitting down, he still muttered many words of comfort in his mind, trying to comfort Ning Wanshuang.
However, when he was about to speak, Ning Wanshuang called out first and stopped him.
"Zhao'er."
"Um?"
"Thank you very much."
Ning Wanshuang's voice was very light when she said this, and it was soft like a piece of gauze, wrapping Zhaohua invisibly.
Zhao Hua certainly knew what Ning Wanshuang was thanking her for.
This gratitude was for not holding on to Cheng Huan and investigating Jing He's death thoroughly.
It was also a way of thanking her for leaving Cheng Huan with the last bit of dignity.
At this moment, they looked at each other quietly. Even if they had thousands of words to say, just a glance was enough to make them understand each other.
After a long while, Zhao Hua said in a gentle voice, "Sister Wan, if you need anything, just tell me. I will do my best."
"No need." Ning Wanshuang smiled sadly and shook her head. She turned her head unconsciously and glanced in the direction of Cheng Huan's bedroom.
"I just want to be quiet and accompany Cheng Huan to finish this last part of the journey."
Zhaohua understood that the reason why Ning Wanshuang didn't let her see Chenghuan was because she didn't want her to see Chenghuan's current horrible appearance.
Doctor Zhang said,
Cheng Huan's condition took a turn for the worse. In just one month, he had become skin and bones. His dry and cracked skin had turned into keratin, layer upon layer, like tree bark soaked in blood, which was truly horrifying.
Therefore, Ning Wanshuang did not allow anyone, including Zhaohua, to see Chenghuan, and also wanted everyone to remember Chenghuan's best appearance.
She, who takes care of Cheng Huan every day and sees Cheng Huan being eaten away by the disease and turned into a monster, is different from others.
Because in the eyes of a mother, her own children are always the most beautiful and the most beautiful.
After Zhaohua returned to the palace that day, when it was dusk, Xiao Jingheng also came to her palace.
When he came, his face was full of sorrow, his brows were furrowed, he didn't eat a single bite of the food, and just drank cup after cup.
Until the wet nurse brought Chengye, who was full of milk,
When Xiao Jingheng saw the child smiling at him, his brows relaxed a little.
He took Chengye from the nurse's arms.
As a result, the child who was smiling a moment ago, perhaps because he couldn't get used to the strong smell of alcohol on him, suddenly burst into tears.
When Zhaohua saw Chengye crying like this, he clenched his hands under the table into fists, and his heart ached.
However, Xiao Jingheng was drunk, looking at his own shadow and said with pity:
"Zhao'er, I'm going to give birth to another child..."
"Xiao Lang, don't be like this." Zhao Hua stood up and walked to his side. He first held his arm and comforted him softly. Then, while he was hurt, he took Cheng Ye from his arms and handed him to the wet nurse to take away.
She sat beside Jamel Xiao, watching the dim and warm candlelight projected on Jamel Xiao's face, the mist in her eyes reflecting a crystal-like light.
"Cheng Huan is my eldest son. The imperial physician said that he would grow up safely after the age of five. But why......"
Zhao Hua heard his hoarse voice, as if there were dense thorns stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say the rest of the words.
I could only pat my forehead and shed tears sadly.
Zhaohua believed that his tears at this moment were real.
After all, that was the child he watched grow up, so he had some feelings for him.
But even if these tears were real, they still felt disgusting to Zhaohua.
Not to mention how resolute Xiao Jingheng was when he issued the decree to sentence Cheng Huan to death.
He said that even though Cheng Huan had grown to this age, Xiao Jingheng had never hugged him once.
The more this kind of fatherly love is lacking, the better it is.
At this moment, Xiao Jingheng held Zhao Hua's hand tightly and said to her carefully:
"Zhao'er, I hope everything will be fine for our child."
Zhaohua nodded slowly and said very meekly:
"With Xiao Lang's blessing and protection, the children will naturally grow up safely."
In the following days, Zhaohua could only get news about Chenghuan from Doctor Zhang.
But on the sixth day of the sixth lunar month, the Yonghe Palace stopped the Imperial Hospital from consulting.
This also means that Ning Wanshuang has completely given up on treating Cheng Huan.
Doctor Zhang also said to Zhaohua: "In fact, Concubine Chen's choice is the most correct. The eldest prince is terminally ill. If we continue to treat him, it will only force him to stay in the world and suffer for one more day."
"Doctor Zhang, in your opinion, Cheng Huan has stopped the Imperial Medical Bureau's efforts to keep him on his feet, so how much time does he have left?" Zhao Hua asked.
Doctor Zhang bowed and said bluntly:
"My queen, I'm afraid...I won't live past tomorrow."
"tomorrow......"
Zhaohua stared at the direction of Yonghe Palace with a dazed look.
A picture flashed through her mind, a scene that she would remember for the rest of her life.
At that time, Concubine Xiao had just given birth to Cheng Huan.
Xiao Jingheng was horrified when he saw the snake fetus. In order to save the royal family's reputation, he immediately issued an ruthless order to execute it.
Everyone watched, no one dared to offend the emperor.
Only Ning Wanshuang stood up.
She kicked away the eunuch who was holding the little prince's arm.
He opened the sleeves of his gorgeous robe and protected Cheng Huan behind him.
In this world eager to give joy, snow, wind and gluttony,
Ning Wanshuang became the first ray of light that shone on him after he first came into this world.
At this moment, Zhaohua folded his hands and unconsciously rubbed the newly added red nail polish.
She felt sad, and after a long silence, she said in a low voice:
"Tomorrow is the seventh day of the sixth lunar month, Cheng Huan's birthday."
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