The little prince's illness came quickly but went away slowly. The fever subsided in the morning but came back again in the afternoon and evening, over and over again without end.
Empress Fang took care of the little prince meticulously without taking off her clothes, and had no energy to ask about what was happening outside. But even so, the little prince's condition worsened. On the tenth day, he had no fever in the afternoon or evening. Everyone who had been worried finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was finally cured. Even the imperial doctors wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.
Emperor Longqing had only this one precious son. When his son fell ill, he could no longer take care of anything else and ran to Fengyi Palace after the court session.
The little palace maid who was burning paper money outside was also caught. It was said that she was a former servant in Concubine Feng's palace, and she was remembering the kindness that Concubine Feng had shown her, so she burned paper money for her on the Ghost Festival.
Now that Emperor Longqing couldn't take care of her, Concubine De was so anxious that she wore plain clothes, took off her hairpin and came to Fengyi Palace every day to apologize.
She had been kneeling for more than ten days in a row. Every time Emperor Longqing came to Fengyi Palace, he would see her at a glance. He would sigh and want to tell her not to kneel - after all, she was still pregnant, but there was a commotion inside again.
The little prince had a fever again, and this time it was accompanied by high fever and convulsions. He would twitch every few moments. The queen was almost going crazy, tears streaming down her back, and she hugged the little prince and cried at the top of her lungs.
Emperor Longqing was even more shocked and angry. In his rage, he didn't care about anything. Concubine De and the others were all forgotten by him. He repeatedly asked Eunuch An to invite the director of the courtyard and others.
Most of the imperial doctors were originally waiting in a side hall of Fengyi Palace on call at any time. They came immediately after hearing the summons, but they were all at a loss as to what to do.
The little prince is too young after all. If the high fever continues, his brain will probably be damaged.
But if they were to give the little prince a strong dose of medicine to reduce his fever immediately, that would be a huge risk - how could such a young child withstand such a strong dose of medicine? Don't let the situation get worse after one dose.
Lian Yuanzheng was kneeling on the ground sweating profusely, unable to think of a solution for a moment.
Emperor Longqing was so angry that he didn't care about anything else. He pointed at the doctors and yelled, "If you can't cure the little prince, you will all be beheaded!"
Finally, it was the judge of the Confucius Institute who mustered up the courage, looked at the dean, and whispered a few words in his ear.
The hospital director turned around to look at him, hesitated for a moment, and then kowtowed to Emperor Longqing: "Your Majesty, at the beginning of last year, there was an outbreak of typhoid fever in the capital. It was finally the prescription provided by the drug store of Dingbei Marquis Mansion that was improved by our Imperial Hospital, and it was finally able to curb the typhoid fever. The symptoms of the little prince now are somewhat similar..."
He did not dare to look up, and he lay on the ground hesitating again and again, before he said: "The judge of Confucius was in charge of dealing with a certain pharmacy at that time, and he learned a method to reduce fever, but it requires the use of liquor, and I don't know if the little prince can withstand it... What I mean is that extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. It is really not a good idea for the little prince to continue to have a fever like this..."
Before Emperor Longqing could speak, Empress Fang suddenly became surprisingly calm. She held the little prince, whose face was flushed with fever, in her arms and made the final decision: "No matter what method, I can't care about so many things now. Let's take it out and try it first!!"
The little prince had already started rolling his eyes and was about to faint. Empress Fang bit her lip and knelt before Emperor Longqing, crying uncontrollably and begging him to save her life.
The child was placed in the hands of Emperor Longqing. The **-month-old child was white and plump, and soft in his hands. Emperor Longqing felt as if the child weighed a thousand pounds. After a long while, he nodded to the Dean and Confucius with difficulty: "Then let's do it!"
The judge of the Confucius Academy nodded hastily and told his apprentice to go down and prepare. He also asked for some liquor and cleared everyone out before he began to work tremblingly.
First, she mixed shochu with warm water, then stripped the little prince naked and laid him on the bed, leaving him crying, leaving him only in a small bellyband. Except for his chest, she carefully wiped all other parts with warm water again and again.
After an unknown amount of time, the little boy shouted in surprise: "Master! His Highness is no longer feverish!"
The Dean and the Court Judge Confucius both stood up and felt the little prince's palms and armpits. They found that the flush on his face had indeed subsided a lot, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
The two looked at each other and felt that they had saved their lives.
They asked the wet nurse to dress the little prince again, and reminded him not to wear too thick clothes so as to prevent the heat from being dissipated poorly, and then they went out to report.
Queen Fang could not wait any longer. When she heard that her son's fever had subsided, she came to her senses from her panic. She sobbed and rushed into the room. She knelt in front of the bed and carefully touched her son's face and body.
Emperor Longqing followed behind and saw that his son had fallen asleep. He was not startled like before. He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to the Confucius Court Judge and the Court Director: "Reward!"
Empress Fang had not eaten or drunk anything for several days, and she looked as if she had lost a lot of weight. Emperor Longqing reached out to support her, and said softly, "Aman will be fine, everything is fine now..."
The little prince's nickname was given by Empress Fang. Old Lady Fang said that she called him that because she hoped the little prince would have a happy future and it was a good omen.
But this name is not very good, at least Queen Fang can't see how it is perfect.
The house is already like that...
Queen Fang sneered, stretched out her hand to brush him away, and stared at him with her eyes: "Your Majesty, who is responsible for A-Man becoming like this?"
Emperor Longqing lowered his head, looked at his son sleeping peacefully, and squeezed out a voice from his throat with difficulty: "It's me..."
If he had not quarreled with Queen Fang, perhaps he would not have had this ordeal. He reached out to adjust the hairpin beside Queen Fang's ear, brushed her hair behind her ear, and sighed softly: "It's all my fault. I'm sorry for you..."
Tears welled up in Queen Fang's eyes, and she laughed with great grievance: "You are sorry to me, and you are sorry to A-Man! If it weren't for the fact that everyone in the palace would flatter the powerful and bully the weak, and if it weren't for the fact that the management of palace affairs is no longer in my hands... ... the people below would never dare to treat us mother and son so badly!"
Emperor Longqing lowered his head even more.
The old man married a young wife. Empress Fang was young enough to be his daughter. He always held Empress Fang in the palm of his hand. Now she gave birth to a vital son for him. He always treated her differently and indulgently.
Besides, she still feels wronged. He sighed and said, "You can do whatever you want with these people..."
----------Updated. I went to my aunt's house to pick up my grandfather and was busy buying toiletries for him. It's a bit late again. Sorry. Today is the fourth update of 8,000 words. Tomorrow it should still be 12,000 words. Keep working hard~~~ Please give me monthly tickets, rewards and subscriptions. I'm counting on you. I love you. Muah.