In Changqiu Pavilion, the Seventh Prince had just fallen asleep.
He cried when he woke up early today, but there was no big movement. He didn't know what was wrong. He called the doctor, but he couldn't tell anything.
After finally feeding, she still vomited.
Now I fell into a deep sleep, not knowing what to do.
Han Xiaoyi was not having a good time during her confinement. It was not easy for her to be born prematurely, and she looked like she was seriously ill at the moment.
"What's going on, Dr. Liu, please give me an accurate answer. What is the disease? How to treat it? Tell me, give me a rule." Han Xiaoyi was so nervous that she couldn't say anything.
Doctor Liu sighed: "Xiaoyi, the seventh prince is not sick."
"How could this happen if you are not sick!" Han Xiaoyi said anxiously.
"Xiao Yi, the seventh prince is just too weak to eat and digest. He can only be raised. The older he is, the better he will be. If he can eat well, he will be fine." Doctor Liu sigh.
It would be wrong to say that this child is not sick. None of his internal organs have grown well.
But speaking of being sick, as long as the child continues to grow and eats it, he will gradually become stronger.
Compared to other children, he could at least live for a few years and not die now.
But the problem is, he can't eat it.
After sending away Dr. Liu, Han Xiaoyi sat there in a daze. Can the child be saved
Because the child is really weak, Queen Mother Feng has not cared about her recently.
The seventh prince slept restlessly, but cried very quietly.
Han Xiaoyi returned to the inner room, looking at the kitten-like child, tears falling down.
"Son, please get well. Mom can't stand your torment like this." As she said that, she fell to the ground.
Taiji, who had just walked not far away, was called back again.
Han Xiaoyi was at too much of a loss. Forcibly preserving the fetus would have damaged her vitality. Now that the child had been frightened several times during the confinement period, how could she be cured
Not to mention his poor health, if this continues, there will be no protection for adults.
Doctor Liu sighed and prescribed medicine.
He regretted that he had listened to Empress Dowager Feng and taken over this mess. He thought he would be able to benefit from it, but now he is in deep trouble.
Han Xiaoyi is an adult after all, so she will feel better after taking medicine for a few days.
It's just that the seventh prince is still so half-dead, even when the full moon comes, he hasn't grown much.
Because the child was weak and couldn't do anything after the full moon, everyone rewarded him with something.
Chang Qiuxuan had dressed up, but this kid was going to get into trouble, so who dared to come to congratulate him
What if the child gasps for air and blows it to death
Thus, the seventh prince's full moon passed so lukewarmly.
In Cuiyun Pavilion, hearing that there was no movement at all, Shen Chuliu sighed: "Although the sixth prince's full moon was not a big deal at that time, it was not like this. The seventh prince was also pitiful."
"It's also because the seventh prince is weak and can't bear it. The emperor said that we can't do anything after the full moon. We will wait until he is one year old." Zi Rui said.
Shen Chuliu nodded, thinking, can this child survive until his first birthday
It turned out that she wasn't overthinking it.
In the twelfth lunar month, the weather is getting colder and colder. The imperial city may not turn into ice, but it is still biting and cold.
There are children in Cuiyunxuan, so it will naturally cost a lot of money. The silver charcoal can be used all day long, so the mother-in-law does not need to wear too thick clothes.
With such a child in Changqiuxuan, the emperor would naturally reward him a lot.
It was also burning with silver charcoal, but the problem was that the child couldn't bear the dryness, otherwise he would keep coughing.
The eighth day of the Lunar New Year is the Queen's birthday. Last year was not a good one, but this year the Emperor hosted a grand event.
However, there are still some people who cannot be present, such as Meng Baolin, who fell ill at the beginning of winter, and Han Xiaoyi.
That is to say, on the night of Laba, the seventh prince became ill.
A small person, as burning as coals of fire. I hurriedly called the imperial doctor, but it was impossible for the imperial doctor Liu to do anything, so I could only ask the imperial doctor's office for more help.
Qi Yixiu was in Fengzao Palace and asked for the two imperial doctors to be summoned.
Several imperial doctors also looked at each other in Changqiuxuan, helpless.
The skinny child couldn't take medicine, so he had to rely on cold compresses to reduce his fever.
I didn't even dare to rub it, the belly was so thin that I could see the internal organs.
But for such a small child, cold compress can reduce the fever, no need to think about it, he can't stand it.
Unless there is some magic pill for the seventh prince to take now, nothing will work.
He asked the wet nurse to give him antipyretic medicine bowl after bowl, but the seventh prince couldn't take a morsel of milk.
In the end, the doctor had no choice but to ask the wet nurse to milk the milk and mix it with concoction to feed the child.
I can't get enough of it in ten sips.
It took a whole night of tossing.
The fever finally subsided at dawn, but there was no movement from the Seventh Prince.
He's still alive, but he's about to die.
There was chaos in Changqiuxuan.
Someone had already gone to invite the emperor, but fortunately the emperor was not in court today.
Not long after, he came with the queen.
Shen Chuliu, who lives nearby, came back early this time. Because the greeting was canceled today, she just happened to get dressed up.
One after another, the harem concubines came.
No one dared to say anything, they were just waiting for the seventh prince to die.
The seventh prince stopped crying last night because he had a high fever. He had no strength. It's hard to even take a breath now.
Han Xiaoyi didn't dare to hold him and just told him to lie there.
However, it was a high fever at first, and then it subsided. Now that the child has not left, he has no temperature anymore.
After a long time, Imperial Physician Zhang came forward and felt the seventh prince's breath, then knelt down.
"Your Majesty, the seventh prince has gone."
Everyone knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, my condolences."
Qi Yixiu looked at the little figure on the couch for a long time and said, "Be buried with honors as a prince. Send someone to tell the queens of the two palaces. Speak slowly and don't scare the queens."
"Han Xiaoyi has no talents and virtues, and is not worthy of being the emperor's concubine. Even though she gave birth to the seventh prince, she could not make him healthy. He should have been hanged. I hope that you will give birth to a child after all. Now that you have been reduced to the throne, you will not be able to change your clothes, so you can't sleep with him."
Listening to these words, Han Xiaoyi had no strength at all and couldn't refute a word.
Just lying on the couch, looking at the child who had died.
"Your Majesty, I would like to express my condolences to you. The seventh prince is sick, so it is better to go and he will not suffer any consequences. There are many princes and princesses in the palace. From the second prince to the sixth prince, they are all good and healthy children. The princesses are also in good health. "Now that Wen Xiaoyi and Yu Xiaoyi are pregnant, they must be healthy and good children." Queen Oh advised.
Qi Yixiu bent down and helped the queen up: "Everyone, get up."
Everyone rise up.
"It's freezing cold, so take good care of the children. Han Xiaoyi is in trouble, please move out of Changqiuxuan immediately. Clean up the place inside and out." The queen said calmly.
Someone immediately said yes.
The queen then persuaded the emperor to return to Taiji Palace, and she would take care of the rest.
In fact, there is nothing to take care of for such a small child, and the palace is not allowed to stay even for a day.
It only took half a morning to send it out.
(End of chapter)