The queen turned a deaf ear to him and just kept her face close to Yan Chengyu, muttering to herself like a madman.
The fat boy Yan Chengyu was not feeling well either.
The baby was very fragile and sensitive, easily influenced by the outside world. He could feel the queen's pain and wanted to respond, but the fear that remained in his mind prevented him from clearing his mind.
He kept crying and felt like he could hardly breathe.
"Hasn't the imperial physician arrived yet?" Emperor Mingxi didn't care about the demeanor of a king.
Some concubines realized that the prince might be in trouble and became very excited.
Some people also feel sad, after all, Yan Chengyu is really cute.
"The imperial physician is here! The imperial physician is here." A young eunuch was panting, with the court attendant on his back.
Doctor Chen saw the eunuch's panic and knew that something might have happened to the prince, and he felt a chill in his heart.
I don’t know what happened next, but the young eunuch quickly carried him to Huaqing Palace.
Doctor Chen was so frightened when he saw the prince's slightly blue face that he crawled over to him.
The queen seemed to know that this was a life-saving measure, and she cooperated by holding Yan Chengyu to him.
Doctor Chen quickly peeled off the quilt, gently pressed on Yan Chengyu's white and tender belly, then leaned his belly against his shoulder and patted the prince's back with his hands.
The Queen looked at the child's expression without blinking, while the Queen Mother had closed her eyes and clasped her hands together in prayer.
Emperor Mingxi could only see his own children after them, and when the Queen retorted him, his first reaction was to get furious, because even the Queen Mother would not yell at him.
But Yan Chengyu is more important to him than himself, and the queen loves her son dearly.
Emperor Mingxi didn't want to care about it. He had no place to vent the pain in his heart, so he just looked at the concubines kneeling on the ground with a cold expression.
Concubine Bao was so frightened by his knife-like eyes that she gasped.
Time passed minute by minute, but Yan Chengyu's reaction became weaker and weaker.
Emperor Mingxi stared blankly at Yan Chengyu's closed eyes, feeling as if his head had been hit hard.
The image of Yan Chengyu's face changing step by step, from purple to fair and tender, flashed through his mind.
From skinny to plump.
He thought of Fatty smiling at him and of Fatty babbling.
Thinking of how the fat kid would pull his hair when he was unhappy, it would take a long time to coax him before he would let go.
Scenes flashed by, and Emperor Mingxi's throat tasted like rust. With a "wow" sound, blood spurted out.
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