My Dear, She is Always Unmotivated

Chapter 273 Not sick

 In the Changqiu Pavilion, the seventh prince had just fallen asleep.

He cried when he got 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.

 It was difficult to feed the baby, but she still vomited.

At this moment, I fell into a deep sleep and didn’t know what to do.

Han Xiaoyi was not having a good time during her confinement period. She was born prematurely and it was not easy. She also looked like she was seriously ill.

Qi Yixiu looked at the little figure on the couch for a long time and said, "Bury him with honors as a prince. Send someone to tell the queen mothers of the two palaces. Speak slowly and don't scare the queen mothers."

The seventh prince slept restlessly, but cried very quietly.

They asked the wet nurse to give them bowlfuls of antipyretic medicine, but the seventh prince couldn't take a bite of the milk.

Han Xiaoyi didn’t dare to hold him, so she just told him to lie there.

 A small person is 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 had to ask the imperial doctor's office for more help.

Han Xiaoyi returned to the inner room, looking at the kitten-like child, tears falling down.

 Unless there is some magic elixir for the seventh prince to take now, nothing will work.

 Facts have proved that she was not overthinking.

"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 be healthy. She should have been hanged. I hope you will give birth 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 her."

 That is to say, on the night of Laba, the seventh prince became ill.

Hearing these words, Han Xiaoyi had no strength at all and could not refute a word.

 Not long after, he came with the queen.

After a long time, the imperial physician Zhang came forward and felt the seventh prince's breath, then knelt down.

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.

"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, and we will wait until he is one year old." Zi Rui said.

 There was chaos in Changqiuxuan.

 At dawn, the fever finally subsided, but the seventh prince did not move at all.

No one dared to say too much, as they were just waiting for the seventh prince to die.

Physician Liu sighed: "Xiaoyi, the seventh prince is not sick."

 Everyone knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, express your condolences."

 It can be said that it is sick. As long as the child can continue to grow and eat, he will gradually become stronger.

In the end, the doctor had no choice but to ask the wet nurse to express the milk mixed with concoction and give it to the child.

In Changqiu Xuan, there is such a child, and there are naturally many emperors.

 It’s just that the seventh prince is still so half-dead, even when the full moon comes, he has not grown much.

 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 organized a grand event.

 “How could this happen if you are not sick?” Han Xiaoyi was anxious.

The same thing is burning silver charcoal, but the problem is that the child can't stand the dryness, otherwise he will keep coughing.

　　In the twelfth lunar month, the sky is getting colder and colder. The imperial city will not turn into ice, but it is still biting and cold.

Chang Qiuxuan is dressed up, but this child is going to be in trouble, who dares to come to congratulate him?

 Qi Yixiu bent down and helped the queen up: "Everyone, get up."

 It's just that the fever was high at first, and then it subsided. Now the child hasn't left, but his temperature is not too high.

 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.

"What's going on, Dr. Liu, please give me an accurate answer. What is the disease? How to treat it? Give me a word. Give me a rule." Han Xiaoyi was so nervous that she couldn't say anything.

 Eighty-eight. Two hundred and three. Two hundred and ninety-six.

There are children in Cuiyunxuan, so the cost is naturally quite high. The silver charcoal can be used all day long, so the two of them don’t need to wear too thick clothes.

Not to mention that he is not in good health, if this continues, it will be difficult for adults.

 Don’t even dare to rub it, the belly is so thin that you can see the internal organs.

So, the seventh prince’s full moon passed so lukewarmly.

Physician Liu sighed and prescribed medicine.

　　Everybody stand up.

Because the child was weak and couldn't do anything even after a full moon, everyone rewarded him with something.

 Shen Chuliu, who lives nearby, came back early this time. Because the greeting was canceled today, she just happened to get dressed up.

Taiji, who had just walked not far away, was called back again.

"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 healthy and good children. The princesses are also in good health. . Now there are Wen Xiaoyi and Yu Xiaoyi who are pregnant with their children, and they must be healthy and good children. Your Majesty, it is best for you to take care of yourself." Queen Oh advised.

 “Your Majesty, the seventh prince has gone.”

 Have been struggling all night.

"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'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.

 But for such a small child, there is no need to think about cold compresses to bring down the fever. He cannot bear it.

 Just lying on the couch, looking at the child who had died.

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.

Qi Yixiu was in Fengzao Palace and only asked for the two imperial doctors to be summoned.

Han Xiaoyi is an adult after all. After a few days of taking medicine and tonic, she will feel better.

 Ten sips can’t hold a single sip.

In Cuiyun Pavilion, hearing no movement at all, Shen Chuliu sighed: "Although the sixth prince's full moon was not a big event at that time, it was not like this. The seventh prince was also pitiful."

Shen Chuliu nodded, thinking, can this child survive until his first birthday?

One after another, the concubines and concubines from the harem came.

The queen then advised the emperor to return to Taiji Palace, and she would take care of the rest.

　　It would be wrong to say that this child is not sick. Nothing in the internal organs has grown well.

Han Xiaoyi suffered too much. Forcibly preserving the fetus would have damaged her vitality. Now that the child has been frightened several times during the confinement period, how can she be cured?

What should I do if I gasp and blow out my breath to death?

He regretted that he had listened to Empress Dowager Feng and took over this mess. He thought he would be able to benefit from it, but now he is in deep trouble.

“Son, please get well. Mom can’t stand your torment like this.” As she said that, she fell to the ground.

 Someone immediately responded.

Several imperial doctors in Changqiu Xuan also looked at each other, helpless.

Some people have gone to invite the emperor a long time ago. Fortunately, the emperor will not go to court today.

 Compared to other children, he could at least live for a few years, so that he would not be dead now.

He is still alive, but he is about to die.

 In fact, there is nothing to do with such a small child, and they are not even allowed to stay in the palace for a day.

It was already sent out in less than half a morning.

 (End of this chapter)