funbook-pk Chapter 581 Observing Filial Piety for 3 Years
Chapter 581 Observing Filial Piety for 3 Years
Another wave of pain came, and Shen Meizhuang clenched her teeth.
Although the veins on her forehead popped out in pain and sweat streamed down her face, she did everything the midwife said in the opposite way.
If she is asked to relax, she will be tense.
If she is asked to exert force, she will definitely not relax.
let......
Shen Meizhuang was almost dizzy from the pain.
But she always remembered that this evil creature in her belly must not be kept!
The maids who delivered Shen Meizhuang were all more worried than each other. They spent a lot of energy and finally managed to right Concubine Hui's fetus, but the Concubine had already left her strength.
The two looked at each other, the skinny nanny nodded slightly, and then trotted out of the delivery room.
An Lingrong was about to drink tea when a maid without any ornaments on her clothes lifted the curtain and hurried in.
She spoke quickly.
"Mammy, no need to be so polite, but what's going on in the delivery room?"
Mammy knelt on the ground with an anxious look on her face.
"Reporting to Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine, although Concubine Hui's fetal position has been corrected, Her Majesty is exhausted. I'm afraid..."
An Lingrong interrupted the nanny.
"Have you asked the imperial physician to take my pulse?"
The nanny was stunned, then shook her head. She was obviously overwhelmed by this sudden change and had forgotten about it.
An Lingrong didn't care about the nanny's rudeness and suggested in a gentle voice.
"I've heard that Dr. Wen Shichu of the Imperial Hospital is a highly skilled doctor, especially skilled in treating women, and he's waiting in the courtyard right now. Go and quickly invite him into the delivery room to take Concubine Hui's pulse!"
Shen Meizhuang has no status in the emperor's heart, but Shen Zishan is highly valued by the emperor.
If something happened to Concubine Hui during childbirth, and she added fuel to the fire, Wen Shichu might have followed in Liu Renhou's footsteps - unfortunately, he would have died of a heart attack.
An Lingrong sent someone to check the residue of the labor-inducing medicine that Liu Renhou had boiled for Huanbi, and found that several of the ingredients could kill a woman in labor.
She used a little trick and an ambitious person reported the matter.
Logically speaking, Wen Shichu was Zhen Huan's most steadfast follower, but he had never offended her openly.
But no matter in the previous life or this life, An Lingrong always felt that this loser was very annoying.
In her spare time, An Lingrong had repeatedly pondered the complicated relationship between Zhen Huan, Wen Shichu and Shen Meizhuang.
She felt that the one who suffered the most among them was Shen Meizhuang.
As soon as she entered the palace, she seemed to be possessed by a demon and forgot about her family, helping Zhen Huan in every way, both openly and secretly.
If Shen Meizhuang had the ability to take Wen Shichu away, it would not be in vain for her to deliberately drag Wen Shichu into the water.
Not long after the nanny left, the emperor, covered in frost, strode in.
"Your Majesty, your concubine, pays respects to His Majesty!"
The emperor stepped forward, extended his hand and helped the man up.
"Why are your hands so cold?"
"Su Peisheng, get someone to bring two more charcoal basins!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration."
An Lingrong led the emperor to sit at the top of the table, and she naturally sat on the other side of the couch.
"Your Majesty, the maid just said that Concubine Hui was exhausted. I..."
"Rong'er, you arranged it very well."
A deep sorrow appeared on the emperor's brow. Not only did he not have many children, but many of the women who followed him were also unlucky.
I hope Shen Meizhuang can give birth safely this time.
The emperor took a sip of hot tea and asked casually.
"How does Rong'er know that Doctor Wen is so skilled?"
He knew that the concubines had connections with the imperial physicians, and this was for the convenience of taking their pulses.
But this Wen Shichu is indeed extremely bold.
An Lingrong seemed unaware of the coldness in the words of the person next to her, and she replied gently.
"Your Majesty, you have shown compassion to me by sending Wen Shichu to see the bedridden Madam Zhang. Now the news that she is able to walk briskly has spread throughout the Imperial Hospital."
"This Concubine Shu is seriously ill, and you sent him to see the doctor. This is enough to show your trust in Lord Wen's medical skills."
"I believe it won't be long before Master Wen will make a splash in the Imperial Hospital again."
The emperor coughed lightly and continued in a sad tone.
"Rong'er, I'm afraid Wen Shichu won't be able to stand out this time."
"News from Ganlu Temple: Anqi Monastery accidentally caught fire, and Concubine Shu, who was unable to move or speak, unfortunately died."
Was he choked to death by the thick smoke?
An Lingrong caught a glimpse of Zhen Huan's hand holding the teacup shaking, and it seemed that tea was spilling out.
She said in mock surprise.
"This... Your Majesty, I've heard you say that Prince Guo has always been filial. He came to the palace banquet today, so he must have made arrangements for Anqi Temple. How could such an unfortunate thing happen so suddenly?"
"Don't mention it! Old Seventeen was drowning his sorrows in alcohol at the banquet when he accidentally fell into the icy pool. If his followers hadn't discovered him in time, he would have followed Concubine Shu to his death."
The emperor felt that the mother and son were really unlucky, as they both chose to have an accident on his birthday.
When Cui Jinxi heard the news of Concubine Shu's death, she quickly weighed the pros and cons in her mind.
After a moment, she felt that Concubine Shu's death might be a good thing for her.
After the death of Concubine Shu, Prince Guo had to observe mourning and would not pay too much attention to the affairs of the palace for at least three months.
Cui Jinxi's gaze passed over Zhen Huan's abdomen imperceptibly, and the corners of her mouth quickly rose and then returned to normal.
Zhen Huan was worried about Prince Guo and did not notice anything unusual about Cui Jinxi behind her.
The incident with Prince Guo happened at the banquet, so An Lingrong had to ask a few questions.
"Your Majesty, is Prince Guo okay?"
"He was shivering with cold and nearly fainted when he heard the sad news of the Concubine's death."
The emperor sighed deeply.
"Old Seventeen was very stubborn and insisted on rushing back to take care of Concubine Shu's funeral. Even the imperial physician didn't have time to see him."
"I, in recognition of his filial piety, have issued a written order for him to leave the palace and the city."
"Your Majesty, the prince is blessed to have you thinking of him."
An Lingrong glanced at Zhen Huan and asked in a low voice.
"Your Majesty, has the news of Anqi Temple been reported back to the Prince's Mansion? I heard from Hongzhan that the Concubine Dowager loves her grandson so much that she has specially arranged for several teachers to teach Hongming."
"Hongming would study until late at night every day after returning from the Shangshufang."
"Studying late into the night? The Toffee really does love his grandson."
The emperor was silent for a long moment. "Seventeenth Prince has always loved traveling, but this time the Concubine Dowager has indeed suffered a great crime. I will issue an order tomorrow morning, ordering Prince Guo and his son Hongming to observe three years of filial piety for the Concubine Dowager."