Zhu Yunxuan's attack happened suddenly at night, Zhu Yunjing received the news and rushed into the palace at about the same time, Zhu Yunxuan had been in pain for three hours, and fainted several times in the middle, and Imperial Physician Fang was sweating profusely administering needles to him.
Seeing that Zhu Yunxuan was delirious with pain, curled up and convulsed all over, Zhu Yunjing's pupils shrank fiercely: "What's going on?! Your Majesty was fine at night, how could it be so suddenly?!"
After the last needle was applied, Zhu Yunxuan's body finally trembled less than before, and he collapsed on the bed. Physician Fang wiped the sweat from his forehead and told Zhu Yunjing: "My lord, your majesty is afraid... I am afraid that you are about to give birth. The old minister gave your majesty the injection, but it can only be delayed for a while, and the child will not be taken away." Come out, I am afraid that both His Majesty and the little prince will die."
Zhu Yunjing of course knows that a man's childbirth is different from an ordinary woman's, and he can't move it anyway until the fruit is ripe. He can only cut it out when he starts it himself. Of course, if the child "can't wait" to start it in advance, there are also cases. At this time, the child must be taken out without any delay, otherwise it will be one dead body and two lives.
"I'm going to give birth now? Isn't there still one month left?!"
"What the old minister said before... Your Majesty's fetus is not well raised, and it is very likely to be born prematurely..."
Zhu Yunjing was angry and anxious, sat down beside the bed and held Zhu Yunxuan's hand, calling him in a low voice: "Ah Xuan, Ah Xuan, can you hear me?"
Zhu Yunxuan's eyelashes moved, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Zhu Yunjing in confusion: "Brother, I feel uncomfortable..."
Zhu Yunjing patted his hand lightly: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine in a while, and it will be fine when the child comes out."
Zhu Yunxuan was slightly startled, and said with red eyes: "My child... what's wrong with my child..."
"The child is fine, it will be fine in a while, don't worry."
Under Zhu Yunjing's reassurance, Zhu Yunxuan gradually relaxed, and closed his eyes tiredly. Zhu Yunjing picked him up and let him lean on her body, took the medicine handed over by the imperial physician, and coaxed him: "Drink the medicine Now, it won't be hard."
Zhu Yunxuan didn't ask any more questions, and drank the medicine obediently, leaning against Zhu Yunjing and said weakly: "Brother, after the child comes out... you can take him away..."
"Nonsense, he is His Majesty's child, the emperor's heir, how can he be sent elsewhere."
Zhu Yunxuan shook her head lightly, her exhausted mind became more and more heavy, and soon fell into a lethargic sleep again.
Zhu Yunjing breathed a sigh of relief, let him lie down, and asked Imperial Physician Fang: "How long will it take?"
"The little prince can be taken out in two quarters of an hour." The old doctor was full of confidence.
Zhu Yunjing helped Zhu Yunxuan unbutton his clothes, and his eyes touched the beautiful plum blossom tattoo on his left waist, and his expression turned cold instantly: "What is this?"
Gao An knelt down on the ground, choked up and told him: "It was King Zhao who forced His Majesty, His Majesty was unwilling, and King Zhao threatened His Majesty, so His Majesty had no choice but to follow..."
Zhu Yunjing clenched his fist vigorously, and said bitterly: "It's really not a pity for him to die a hundred times."
The old doctor had already made preparations, and stuck the dagger roasted on the fire to Zhu Yunxuan's protruding abdomen, and slowly opened the opening.
Zhu Yunjing looked away, unable to bear to look any further.
Two quarters of an hour later, with a faint cry, Imperial Physician Fang carefully took out a baby covered in blood, handed it to the nurse Zhu Yunjing brought from the mansion, and began to sew up Zhu Yunxuan.
The mother said happily: "It is indeed a little prince!"
Zhu Yunjing glanced at the child, and immediately frowned: "It's too young..."
And the crying is so weak, it doesn't look like a healthy child at all.
The smile on Mammy's face suddenly disappeared, and she hugged the child to wash it. Doctor Fang helped Zhu Yunxuan to sew it up with sweat profusely. After making sure that his pulse had stabilized, she said to Zhu Yunjing, "Your Majesty should have already It's okay, just wait until you wake up."
Zhu Yunjing's frowning brows did not relax, the nanny brought back the cleaned child, Zhu Yunjing took it, and looked carefully, the child was already asleep, his face was yellow, and his breathing was weak. Only tiny.
When his Ming'er was born half a year ago, he was probably more than twice as big as this.
The imperial doctor checked the child's pulse, and after a detailed examination, his complexion became more serious. Zhu Yunjing asked him, "How is it? Tell the truth."
"... The little prince is not yet full-term, his body is weak, and his internal organs have not fully grown. The deficiency is brought out by abortion. He is just born and cannot take too much medicine. The old minister will try his best to treat it."
Zhu Yunjing lowered her head and caressed the little child's face that was as tender as tofu, knowing that now she could only resign herself to fate, but seeing such a poor child, she was really reluctant to part with it.
Zhu Yunxuan slept for a day and a night, and didn't wake up until the second night, Zhu Yunjing was watching over him all the time, dozing off, when he felt the movement, he opened his eyes immediately, and called the imperial doctor to come in.
After confirming that Zhu Yunxuan was fine and only needs to be recuperated for more than a month to gradually improve, Zhu Yunjing finally let go of the big stone in her heart, showed a rare kindness to Imperial Physician Fang, and asked her to go down to receive the reward.
After being fed hot water and food, Zhu Yunxuan was still in a daze, subconsciously raised her hand to touch her stomach, Zhu Yunjing signaled to Gao An, Gao An nodded, and backed out.
"Feeling better?" Zhu Yunjing asked in a low voice, sticking to her.
After a long while, Zhu Yunxuan let out a hoarse "huh".
Zhu Yunjing sighed and didn't ask any more questions.
Gao An led the nanny to bring the child over, Zhu Yunjing took it, asked Gao An to help Zhu Yunxuan up, and brought the child closer to him.
"The child is a little small, and his body is not in good shape, but he is still very cute, very much like you."
The little prince just drank milk, and now fell asleep again, soundlessly, with a small size, looking very pitiful.
Zhu Yunxuan glanced coldly and then looked away, but Zhu Yunjing insisted on sending the child in front of him: "You hug him?"
After a moment of stalemate, seeing that Zhu Yunxuan refused to raise his hand, Zhu Yunjing had no choice but to give up: "Forget it, poor child, your father disliked you so much when you were born."
Zhu Yunxuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of her lips pursed slightly, speechless.
Zhu Yunjing said helplessly: "Physician Fang said that this child is congenitally deficient, his organs haven't grown well, a bunch of problems brought out from the womb, maybe you won't be able to see him again in a few days, why are you doing this? Don't you want to hug me?"
Zhu Yunxuan clenched his fists, nails dug deep into the palm of his hand, and it took him a long time to say in a hoarse voice: "Brother, take him away, forget it if he can't be saved, if you can save him... you can keep him or give him away, it's up to you you."
"Why are you so..."
"I don't want to be soft-hearted, maybe not at all. Only when I don't see this child can I be at peace. Take him away, I beg you..."
Zhu Yunxuan's eyes were red and her voice was choked with sobs. Zhu Yunjing couldn't bear to see him like this, so she had to ask the nanny to carry the child down first.
"Ah Xuan, the child you have worked so hard to give birth to is your own flesh and blood after all, do you really want it if you say you don't want it? You don't even have a single heir now, so what's the point in keeping him?"
Zhu Yunxuan said: "You also said that he is not born well enough, and whether he can be raised is a big problem. What's the use of such an emperor's heir, he will only make me miserable, and I will be stuck in the memories of the past for the rest of my life."
"Can you forget it by sending the child away?"
"... Stop looking at this child all the time. After a long time, it will fade away and be forgotten."
Zhu Yunjing was speechless, and didn't ask Zhu Yunxuan whether it was the humiliation and suffering he had suffered or that person that he couldn't forget.
He doesn't want to be soft-hearted, and who is he soft-hearted to, the child, or the person who brought him pain.
Perhaps even Zhu Yunxuan himself may not be so clear about the distinction.
Dali Temple Prison.
Liang Zhen dragged heavy shackles on his hands and feet, and was pushed into the torture room by the jailer, where he was tied to a wooden frame.
Sitting behind the table with a sly eyebrow and a mouse-eyed Prisoner, he slapped the gavel and said to him in a low voice: "My lord has reached this point now, if you have made any mistakes, let's do it honestly, so as not to suffer from those things." Fearless flesh and blood."
Liang Zhen sneered: "What are you? When will it be your turn to interrogate me?"
The other party snorted: "Calling you a prince is just being polite to you! Do you really think that you are still the king Zhao who is high above and powerful? Now you are just a down-and-out traitor, a prisoner waiting to die! What more do you want?" What Joe! His Majesty will deal with you sooner or later..."
"Your Majesty?" Liang Zhen narrowed his eyes lightly, "Where is Your Majesty? You can interrogate me if you want to. Your Majesty will come for the interrogation in person. I will know everything."
"How courageous you are! How dare you disrespect His Majesty after you're like this! If you don't teach yourself a lesson, you really don't know what you are! Hit me! Hit me hard!"
The whip soaked in salt water hit his chest, and his flesh was ripped open instantly. Liang Zhen clenched his teeth and said nothing, with that casual mocking smile still hanging from the corner of his mouth, making the other party jump into a rage, in exchange for a heavier whip.
After a whipping, the jailer asked again: "Are you recruiting or not?"
Liang Zhen spat out the blood foam in his mouth, and sneered: "I don't know what I need to recruit."
A jailer handed the written indictment to Liang Zhen. Liang Zhen casually glanced at it. It was full of false charges, including treason against the enemy. He must be put to death without a burial.
"Who did you instigate? What good does it do you to slander the king?"
The Prisoner said disdainfully: "There are too many people who want to kill you. You should know how many people you have offended in the past."
That's right, even if Zhu Yunxuan didn't want him to die, there were countless people who wished they could cramp and skin him. It was already scruples not to dare to kill him directly in this prison, so how could it make him feel better.
"This king has nothing to do. You can kill this king now if you have the ability, but you have to think clearly. Your majesty has not issued an order to deal with this king for so many days. If you are not afraid of making your own decisions and going against your majesty's mind, then go ahead Do it."
The Prisoner's eyes flickered for a moment, obviously guilty, he hesitated for a moment, ordered someone to beat Liang Zhen again, then took him back to the prison, got up and walked away.