Riding the Pheonix Chapter 303: Lost
The gauze curtains drooped layer by layer, and the atmosphere in Qianqiu Palace was dull and sad.
From time to time, palace people would come and go in a hurry, carrying things.
The emperor stood outside the palace, looking at the basins of blood going out. His heart seemed to be grabbed hard by a hand, and he was so painful that he couldn’t breathe.
He cast his blank gaze towards the palace gate. The sun was shining, warm and bright.
But his heart was filled with clouds, even lightning and thunder.
He didn’t know how long he stood there. In the meantime Wan Dabao came over and whispered comfort, asking him to sit down and wait, but he seemed not to hear it.
Finally, he heard Wan Dabao shout: “Mr. Huang…”
The emperor suddenly turned his head and stared at the imperial physician who stepped out of the palace door.
“How is it?” His voice was hoarse and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he would kill someone immediately if he heard the wrong answer.
Physician Huang was so frightened by this look that he trembled, his mind raced rapidly, and he replied calmly: “Your Majesty, your Majesty, your Majesty is fine, and there is no danger of her life…”
Feeling that the emperor’s mood was obviously relaxed, he added the second half of the sentence: “It’s just that the fetus…can’t be saved.”
As soon as he finished speaking, his neck was pinched by a pair of hands. The emperor suppressed his voice and shouted angrily: “Why can’t you save it? Aren’t you a gynecologist? Can’t even do this?”
Physician Huang rolled his eyes as he choked him so hard that he couldn’t breathe.
Wan Dabao hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the emperor: “Your Majesty, Your Majesty! You must be merciful, the imperial concubine is still waiting for Huang Taiyi to treat her illness!”
After hearing these words, the emperor’s mood cooled down a little, and he stared at Imperial Physician Huang for a while, and finally let go.
His chest was heaving and his breathing was heavy. It took him a while before he spoke: “Why can’t you save it? Tell me!”
Physician Huang couldn’t help coughing several times, and after taking in his breath, he immediately bowed and replied: “Your Majesty has not given birth for many years, so it is not easy to get pregnant. Moreover, she is old and not very strong…”
“Why don’t you nurse her back to good health?” The emperor couldn’t help but raise his voice, and his hands began to tremble again, “I have told you to take care of her carefully, but this is how you take care of her?!”
Physician Huang could not defend himself and almost cried.
Knowing how favored Concubine Pei is, how could they dare to neglect her? Ask for Ping’an Pulse every two days, send any good things to Qianqiu Palace, and take whatever tonics you can.
But physical fitness is not something that just needs to be supplemented and everything will be fine. Concubine Pei was weak before she entered the palace, and it took her so many years to become like this. He is usually free from illness and pain, which is already the result of their efforts.
Besides, she fell down and something bad happened before the imperial doctor arrived. Is there anything I can do?
Fortunately, Wan Dabao reminded desperately: “Your Majesty! The empress is inside, please keep your voice down!”
The emperor listened to what he said, and his anger had nowhere to vent. He could only hold the door of the palace and gasp for breath, slowly calming down his breathing.
After a while, he waved his hand and said disgustedly: “Why are you still here? Try your best to treat the imperial concubine. If anything happens to her, you will be buried with her!”
As if he had received an amnesty, Imperial Physician Huang responded repeatedly: “Yes, I will prescribe the medicine right away. I will do my best…”
The imperial doctor retreated, and looking at the emperor’s lost state, Wan Dabao asked in a low voice: “Your Majesty, do you want to go in and see the empress?”
The emperor wiped his eyes, wiped off the wet marks, and stepped into the palace door.
“Your Majesty.” Cui Shun, the **** of Qianqiu Palace, stood outside the dormitory and saluted him with red eyes.
“How is your concubine?” the emperor asked calmly.
Cui Shun replied in a low voice: “Your Majesty is already awake…”
The emperor raised his feet and went in.
In the dormitory, the curtains have just been changed. Dark blue is originally the color of distant mountains, distant and broad-minded. However, indoors, due to the small space, the deep blue and light gray give off a sense of decay.
The emperor felt sour and could hardly hold back his tears, especially when he saw Concubine Pei lying on the bed, her originally pretty face pale.
For a moment, panic threatened to overwhelm him.
As if everything were back to the beginning, she would still leave him.
At this moment, Concubine Pei’s eyelashes moved and slowly opened.
The two looked at each other.
The dejection in her eyes instantly defeated the emperor.
“A Rong!” The emperor walked over quickly without hesitation and held the concubine’s hand firmly.
“I’m sorry, it’s all my fault! Do you feel any pain? It’s okay, don’t be afraid…”
Concubine Pei’s tears gushed down her face, making the emperor’s heart ache.
He couldn’t help but hate himself, why would he deliberately neglect her just because of that little displeasure. It’s not her fault!
If she had been here, maybe she wouldn’t have fallen. The palace man made it clear that she had painted a lot last night and fell down because she was too tired.
After a while, Concubine Pei stopped crying and asked softly: “Your Majesty, is the child… gone?”
Because of these words, the emperor’s tears surged again, and he choked and said: “Don’t be afraid, don’t worry, it will happen again, you…”
Concubine Pei chuckled, even more sad than crying: “I’m already this old, how can I do it again? Maybe there is really no fate, right? I just realized his existence ~IndoMTL.com~ unexpectedly Lost like this…”
“A Rong!” The emperor hugged her suddenly, tears streaming down his face.
Child, a child that belongs to both of them!
He had longed for it for eighteen years, but God only told him that he had it for a moment when he lost it.
Isn’t it because he loved and hated that boy because he was born by her but he was bleeding from another man’s blood?
Concubine Pei also cried.
She rarely cries, or rather, she never cries.
In eighteen years together, he had never seen her cry. At this moment, she was crying quietly and with restraint.
For so many years, he enjoyed the satisfaction of having her by his side, but he couldn’t help but doubt her.
Now he blames himself extremely, because he doesn’t cherish it after he gets it?
What’s the big deal about that kid? He thought he was an illegitimate child, wasn’t it just right? If you’re not happy to see him, just transfer him out of the capital. Why are you angry with Ah Rong over such a trivial matter? Knowing that it is the past that she cannot change…
The emperor’s mind was very confused, thinking about things, until Wan Dabao said: “Your Majesty, the empress is ill, so you shouldn’t be too sad!”
The emperor suddenly understood, wiped the tears on his face carelessly, and said to Concubine Pei: “It’s my fault, don’t be sad, take good care of yourself first. I’m going to see the medical records…”
Concubine Pei pulled his sleeve, raised her head, and looked at him pitifully: “Your Majesty, don’t leave! I don’t want to be alone…”
“Okay.” The emperor did not hesitate, “Then I will accompany you. Wan Dabao, go and watch them cook the medicine! You all go out and don’t disturb the imperial concubine to rest. I will call you if anything happens.”
“Yes.”
Everyone in the palace retreated, leaving only the two of them in the dormitory. …