When I walked to the door, I heard the cry of a baby inside.
The chambermaids guarding the door looked very happy.
Wen Qingzhu walked in quickly, and the baby's cry became louder and louder.
Wei Qinglin, who was in the room, heard someone coming and quickly asked her grandma to come out with the child in her arms to show Wen Qingzhu.
"Sister Qingzhu, look, he is a prince."
Wen Qingzhu also smiled happily: "Yes, he is a prince, and Qi country has been temporarily stabilized."
Asking someone to take the child down, she walked inside to see Zhao'er.
Her face was very pale, her body was covered in sweat, and the smell of blood and medicine was mixed in the room.
After sitting down, Wen Qingzhu took the palace maid's handkerchief and wiped her sweat: "Thank you for your hard work."
Zhao'er shook his head: "It's not hard, everything is what I should do. Where is the emperor? Is there anything that the princess can do about the emperor's illness?"
"You really don't blame him at all?" Wen Qingzhu looked at Zhao'er with a complicated expression.
From the very beginning, Jiang Yuanhan had brought her with him for only one purpose, and that was to use her.
Zhao'er knew this very well, and she smiled happily: "It's not strange, and I am the only one who has this opportunity."
She looked at Wen Qingzhu intently, as if she had seen through everything.
Wei Qinglin followed in and was very puzzled when he heard this sentence: "What opportunity?"
Wen Qingzhu closed his eyes, turned to Wei Qinglin and said, "Does the Emperor just look at you every time he comes to see you?"
"Yes." Wei Qinglin was still immersed in the joy of mother and son's safety, and did not notice the meaning of her words.
"I know." Wen Qingzhu walked to the cradle in a few steps and looked at the swaddled child. He was neither crying nor fussing, and was sleeping soundly.
She turned around and said to Wei Qinglin: "From today on, I will send someone else to you. Nothing will happen to the prince! If the emperor wants to come over, don't let him see the child."
Wei Qinglin's eyes slowly became shocked, and then he covered his mouth: "Your Majesty..."
I thought of Angelica's voice outside: "Princess, I have some questions and I need to ask you for advice."
"Take good care of Zhao'er and the children, the future of Qi is in your hands." Wen Qingzhu said solemnly, turned around and opened the curtain and went out.
Wei Qinglin slowly turned his head and looked at the child in the cradle. Will the emperor only have this one child
In the corridor outside the door, Lu Tao was standing not far away, staring at the palace people around him.
Angelica said with a serious look: "Princess, I quickly stopped the bleeding from the beauty, but when I took her pulse, I felt something was wrong. The pulse was too stable."
"You mean?" Wen Qingzhu was also worried.
As expected, Angelica nodded: "That's right, it's just what the princess thought. If you can't recruit beauties, she should be holding on to her current situation."
Wen Qingzhu was well aware of Zhao'er's situation. After all, it was not easy to save this child.
Looking at the palace people coming in and out in front of her, she suddenly said: "Thank you this time, I won't care about the past things, but you can't make mistakes when it comes to the child."
As he spoke, he looked deeply at Angelica. He knew exactly what Wen Qingzhu meant and said with a wry smile: "The emperor is getting more and more powerful. I can't do anything anymore, but I can still tell the seriousness of the prince's matters."
"That's good, please." Wen Qingzhu patted his shoulder and returned to the house.
The house was quiet, and there were very few people coming in and out.
Everyone moved quietly, fearing to disturb the beauty and the prince.
Wen Qingzhu sat in front of the bed, administered acupuncture to Zhao'er, and carefully diagnosed her pulse.
After a while, his eyebrows slowly frowned.
Wei Qinglin behind him was worried and extremely anxious. He looked at Zhao'er's closed eyes and asked softly: "Is there really a problem?"
Wen Qingzhu retracted his hand and looked at Zhao'er who slowly opened his eyes. Before he could speak, he heard Zhao'er speak first.
"Princess, I am very satisfied to be able to give birth to this child successfully. I knew before I was pregnant with this child that I would not live long."
"Stop talking and have a good rest. The princess is here." Wei Qinglin couldn't bear it.
Zhao'er stretched out his hand, revealing the black line on his wrist, which immediately shocked Wen Qingzhu: "What's going on?"
"The emperor wanted to kill me, but he also saved the child, so I don't blame him." Zhao'er's breath became weaker and weaker.
Wen Qingzhu looked carefully at the black line on her wrist and quickly understood what it was.
She gently tucked Zhao'er into the quilt: "Don't worry, I will try my best to save you."
Zhao'er smiled happily, but there was not much hope in her eyes.
His eyes moved to the child, and his eyes became softer: "I have always felt relieved that the princess is here. I like the emperor, and I know that giving birth to this child will definitely lead to death, but I don't want to see him die alone, at least around him There should be someone close to talk to, instead of crying alone on the desk... "
Tears fell from her eyes. Zhao'er looked at the child, and a vague figure suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
He walked slowly to the Xuanzheng Hall and called the Emperor, Father...
"Ahem..." Zhao'er coughed suddenly and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Wei Qinglin suddenly became anxious: "Someone is coming! Hurry!"
The grandma who was serving her quickly stepped forward to wipe the blood and clean her carefully.
Zhao'er felt that her consciousness was getting blurry. She seemed to see her grandma, and suddenly, a strong will came out of her heart.
She suddenly grabbed Wen Qingzhu's hand, widened her eyes and asked, "Princess! Please! I want to see the emperor! I'm going to die, and it won't last long! I want to see him!"
Wen Qingzhu took a deep breath, held her hand and stood up: "Okay, I'll go find the emperor. Just hold on, I will definitely come back."
After leaving this place to Wei Qinglin, Wen Qingzhu immediately took Lu Tao to find someone.
Unexpectedly, there was no one in Qianyuan Palace and Xuanzheng Palace, nor in Huaqing Palace.
When leaving Xuanzheng Hall, Wen Qingzhu suddenly turned around and saw a person standing in the shadow of the corridor behind him.
She slowly turned back and asked Ye Qian in the shadow, "Where is the Emperor?"
"He said he didn't want to see Zhao Meiren." Ye Qian shouldn't have stayed here, but he felt that if Zhao Meiren asked, the princess would definitely not refuse.
His eyes fell on Wen Qingzhu's abdomen. She was also pregnant with a child now.
Ye Qian held up his hands and apologized: "The Emperor is not in the palace, please take care of yourself first and don't hurt your body."
After a long silence, Wen Qingzhu asked him: "You know where the emperor is, right?"
"Yes." Ye Qian did not raise his head.
Wen Qingzhu turned around and walked out: "Then take me to find him."
Ye Qian raised his head and looked at her slowly leaving back, struggling and hesitating in his heart.
In the cold palace.
With Lu Tao's help, Wen Qingzhu came to the abandoned yard.
Weeds regenerate, insects chirp and birds chirp.
But the weeds began to turn yellow, and the sounds of insects and birds became muted.
One of the collapsed doors was ajar, and there was a vague body inside, with its back to them, as if looking at something.
Ye Qian was ashamed of his lies and pointed to the front: "Princess, please go over there. The emperor is over there, looking at a dilapidated cabinet."
"Yes." Wen Qingzhu nodded and asked Lu Tao to stay while he went there alone.
With a creak, the shaking door panel was pushed open, and the figure inside the room became clear, it was Jiang Yuanhan.
He was wearing regular clothes and looking at the cabinet in front of him motionless.
Wen Qingzhu walked to him, his eyes fell on the cabinet, and he sighed: "Who would have known that His Majesty grew up here?"
"Yeah, who would have thought that the person my sister saved would become the emperor today." Jiang Yuanhan looked at the cabinet in front of him, and the child who was born illegally appeared in front of his eyes.
Wen Qingzhu turned to look at him: "Why don't you go and see Zhao'er?"
Jiang Yuanhan walked to the wooden cabinet and squatted down, stretched out his hand to open the cabinet door, and said as if no one else was watching: "I should have died, but I survived. Not only did I survive, I also became a great person."
He slowly stood up and looked back at Wen Qingzhu, with sadness in his eyes: "Sister, if you had not saved me, I would have died in the cold palace without joy or pain."
"Yuanhan, no one is born to die. Now that I have met you, I will never stand by and watch!" Wen Qingzhu felt that something was wrong with Jiang Yuanhan now.
He suddenly sniffed and tears flowed from his eyes, quietly, just like the kid who stole the chicken legs back then.
Wen Qingzhu was about to walk over, but Jiang Yuanhan couldn't help but shake his head: "Don't come over, I don't want to go against your will, but I don't want to keep that child, why are you forcing me!"
His voice suddenly rose, and his eyes became fierce: "Wen Qingzhu, how dare you come here! Don't worry, I won't kill Zhao'er and that child, the person I want to kill is you!"
Jiang Yuanhan struck directly with his palm, but when he was about to touch the tip of Wen Qingzhu's nose, he suddenly stopped.
The wind caused Wen Qingzhu's hair to fly, but her eyes remained unchanged.
"Yuanhan, I'm sorry." Wen Qingzhu raised his hand and held Jiang Yuanhan's hand.
Jiang Yuanhan's original fierce expression changed, and his whole body was shaking. He hugged Wen Qingzhu and cried like a child.
Wen Qingzhu patted his shoulder gently and apologized again: "I'm sorry, I won't force you anymore. If you don't want to go see Zhao'er, just don't go."
"Sister, you keep what you say." Jiang Yuanhan sniffed, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
Wen Qingzhu closed her eyes. She didn't have much time.
As the sky dawned, people from Qingning Palace rushed to Xuanzheng Palace and reported in a low voice: "Princess, we are recruiting beauties."
"Well, let the Ministry of Rites arrange it. She will be made a noble concubine and buried in the imperial mausoleum." Wen Qingzhu sat on the corridor in a daze in the courtyard.
The visitors hurriedly left, and the surroundings became quiet again.
After going to court, Wei Ziying accompanied Jiang Yuanhan back.
"Prime Minister Wei, talk to your sister first. I still have some things to deal with." Jiang Yuanhan looked calm, but he knew in his heart that his sister knew everything.
Wei Ziying came over and Wen Qingzhu asked him to sit down.
However, Wei Ziying did not sit down. Instead, he asked her directly: "What the hell is it about recruiting beauties?"
Wen Qingzhu's gaze remained motionless: "It was just like what the prime minister saw, dying of dystocia."
"Really?" Wei Ziying glanced at the main hall and felt that this matter was not simple.
Looking at the seat next to him, Wei Ziying sat down.
He asked again: "Is the prince okay?"
Speaking of this, Wen Qingzhu finally turned around, looked at him and said: "The prince has a small problem, but I have sent people to find what is needed. When that thing comes back, there is no problem in theory."
"Same question as the Emperor?" Wei Ziying looked at her intently.
Wen Qingzhu suddenly smiled: "Why does Prime Minister Wei know nothing but everything?"
Putting his hands in his sleeves, Wei Ziying leaned back on the chair, looked at the chrysanthemum in front of him and said, "Some things don't have to be thoroughly investigated to be known."
Wen Qingzhu was silent, and after a long time he said with admiration: "The Prime Minister is indeed the Prime Minister."
Wei Ziying shook his head: "When you kids get to my age, many things will be clear to you. If you don't understand, it's okay. Just know that there's no problem."
These two sentences inexplicably reminded her of those members of the Ji family. Wen Qingzhu muttered: "Wei family and Ji family, right?"
"A little friendship." Wei Ziying looked over with a smile, his eyes full of wisdom.
Wen Qingzhu laughed and continued to look at the scene in front of him: "The prime minister actually doesn't show his true face. It's because Qingzhu underestimates your Wei family."