My Dear, She is Always Unmotivated

Chapter 394 Death in infancy

 It is a pity that a six-year-old child died young. In ancient times, it was considered unfilial and the body could not be buried or buried in a grand ceremony.

Qi Yixiu could only posthumously create Princess Minghua and prepare to be buried near the imperial mausoleum.

But before the third princess was sent out, another bad news came: the ninth prince was seriously ill.

The imperial doctor said that it was also infected.

 For a time, there was a rumble in the palace, and Shen Chuliu directly asked someone to close the door of Cuiyunxuan, and no longer had contact with the outside world except for eating and drinking.

 The Ninth Prince will naturally be sent as well.

"No need, as long as you are well." Shen Chuliu held Chi Su's hand and said, "Go back."

 He immediately asked the imperial doctor to send the prepared prescription outside. Now all the major pharmacies in the imperial city have the prescription and sell it at the most common price.

 I can only go back with her.

 Finally returned to his previous appearance, and everyone could see some fear when they paid their respects in Fengzao Palace.

The eldest princess has already recovered, but she just felt sorry for the third princess and left like that.

 The officials also gave part of it to the poor free of charge.

At this point, Shu Yuxuan has also been temporarily closed, but unlike Cui Yun Xuan, Cui Yun Xuan is the name of Shen Chuliu, while Shu Yuxuan is the name of the Ninth Prince and cannot be opened until there is no result.

The emperor's move was originally to ask the ministers to kneel down and beg. The emperor is a noble person, how can he stand under a dangerous wall?

However, Qi Yixiu only said one sentence: All the people in the world are my brothers and feet.

The third princess was rushed out. Ying Jieyu cried so hard that her heart broke, but there was nothing she could do.

Ying Jieyu also came, but she had an aura of decadence all over her body, which was very uncomfortable to look at.

Yao Baolin was also aware of it: "Madam, Shen Baolin is different from before."

She raised her head calmly and watched Shen Chuliu drive away. For the first time, she felt so determined in her heart.

 Shen Baolin, who had recovered from his illness, caught up with Shen Chuliu when greeting him: "Thank you, sister."

In Shuyuxuan, the Ninth Prince's whole body was burning hot, and he couldn't drink the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor. The Ninth Prince was also weaned at the beginning of the year, and now he was really worried.

 You can only try to give medicine as much as possible.

 In Shuyuxuan, Zhenchongyi cried anxiously once. The imperial doctor looked at each one and found that it was indeed an epidemic.

 The Ninth Prince finally got over it, but the whole child was extremely thin.

 Ever since the Ninth Prince came to power, she spent less and less time sleeping with him. Although you don't want to ask for favors through your children now, it would be best if the emperor could help you and your mother.

Qi Yixiu didn't force her to send the child out, he just asked Xue Xiaoyi to move out.

 The ban on the palace has been lifted for several days. The inside and outside of Ruiqing Palace have been disinfected long ago, and the sixth prince has also moved back.

I also hate Wen Chongrong. If her hands weren't clean back then, how could she ask Meng Xiaoyi to take revenge like this?

Forget it to take revenge on her child, it would be better if the eighth prince died, but it also hurt her ninth prince, which made her bleed with hatred.

"Master." Jinque came in: "The emperor has asked someone to deliver something." Zhen Chongyi nodded. She hoped that the emperor would think more about it.

 In the harem, you really have to be a master, otherwise you will never be able to live a peaceful life.

　　Xue Xiaoyi is eager to do so.

 However fast, there are still people who cannot hold on, most of them are the elderly and children.

Shen Chuliu nodded: "I also suffered."

 Shen Baolin Fushen: "Farewell to Jing Zhaoyi."

 The entire palace was filled with a tense atmosphere from front to back.

 This is really a lot of suffering for such a small child.

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Three days in a row, Cuiyunxuan was tense. It was not until the Sixth Prince stopped talking, and although there was still runny nose, the problem was no longer serious, that Shen Chuliu finally felt relieved.

The imperial doctor was also anxious and had no choice but to advise: "It takes time for this medicine to take effect. Now the Ninth Prince does not..."

Just recorded in the history books, this not serious battle in the winter of the twelfth year of Qingyuan eventually became a node in Qi Yixiu's political achievements in his life, and it was also a proof that he was a wise king.

 Zizhu nodded, thinking that it was a good thing he was not the sixth prince.

With these words, the imperial doctor did not dare to say anything, so he had to ask someone to reply.

The imperial doctor, Na Na, dare not talk too much.

Of course the people in the kitchen are also very careful, for fear of bringing in bad things, which can be fatal.

Zhen Chongyi was worried about her children and hated the dead Meng Xiaoyi. She really deserved to be cut into pieces! Scared her child like this.

She didn’t know who the other people’s stumbling blocks were, but hers was Shen Chuliu.

The Ninth Prince has been very thin because of the incident before, and he has finally been able to sleep well recently. Now that he has contracted an epidemic, Zhen Chongyi is really worried to death.

　　But there is nothing you can do if you are sick. Now the palace has opened a special place for the sick masters to live. The three princesses and the eldest princess used to live there.

"There is no news at the moment, but there is no bad news, so it should be okay." Zi Zhu said.

 Fortunately, the imperial city banned speech and strictly guarded the city, preventing the disease from spreading to other places.

No one dared to persuade him.

 At this time, it was already half October.

The Ninth Prince is visibly emaciated. Now he is ill and suffers from nightmares at night. When combined with these two problems, it is impossible for a four-year-old child to hold on.

"I don't know what happened to the Ninth Prince?" Shen Chuliu asked when he saw everyone setting up the meal.

How could Zhen Chongyi agree? She just cried: "Jing Zhaoyi's sixth prince was sick before, so she took the child away without caring about it. The emperor didn't say anything. Now that my ninth prince is sick, why do I have to do it?" Go? I will ask the emperor to seal my Shu Yuxuan, and I will look after the child myself. If it infects me, I would rather die!"

 The sixth prince is in good health. Even after being ill, he can still eat and drink, and he has not lost weight.

Zhijin felt very uneasy, but she didn’t dare to say anything more. Baolin’s temperament was getting harder and harder to explain.

 In fact, the medicine was prepared quickly, but it also takes time after everyone takes the medicine.

"Shut up! If anything happens to my child, I will ask the emperor to kill you useless quacks!" Zheng Chongyi said angrily.

In Cuiyunxuan, the meals delivered every day have to be checked again and again. Although it is closed, Yuanxiao changes clothes several times a day and goes to the dining room for fear of someone being a ghost.

 “Let’s go, go back.” Shen Baolin said calmly.

Especially Zhenchongyi, the Ninth Prince lost weight, and she also lost weight.

However, no one dared to stimulate her directly.

Especially for children, their resistance is not as good as that of adults, so their recovery will naturally be much slower.

 She was not born to live like this.

Qi Yixiu was also very busy at this time, and the disease still spread, and many people in the imperial city were also sick.

"Hate me, right? It's normal. No daughter of the Shen family is willing to suffer for the rest of her life." Shen Chuliu sat on the bench and smiled lightly.

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