Zhu Yunxuan had a sudden attack at night. When Zhu Yunjing received the news, he rushed into the palace in a hurry. Zhu Yunxuan had been in pain for three hours, and fainted several times in between. The imperial doctor Fang was sweating profusely while giving him injections.

Seeing that Zhu Yunxuan was unconscious in pain, curled up with convulsions all over his body, Zhu Yunjing's pupils shrank fiercely: "What's going on?! His Majesty was fine at night, how could this happen all of a sudden?!"

After the last needle was applied, Zhu Yunxuan's body trembled so much that it was not as severe as before, and he slumped on the bed. Fang Taiyi wiped the sweat from his forehead and told Zhu Yunjing: "Master Guo, Your Majesty is afraid... I am afraid that he will give birth. The old minister gave His Majesty an injection, but it can only be delayed for a while, and the child will not be treated again. Take it out, I am afraid that your Majesty and the little prince will have their lives in danger."

These Zhu Yunjings of course know that a man's birth is different from an ordinary woman, and he can't move no matter what he does until the fruit is ripe. He can only cut it out when he initiates it himself. Of course, if the child "can't wait" to initiate it in advance, there are also cases. At this time, the child must be taken out without delay, otherwise it will be one corpse and two lives.

"I'm going to give birth now? Isn't there a month left?!"

"The old minister said before... Your Majesty's fetus is not well raised, and it may be premature..."

Zhu Yunjing was angry and anxious, sat down beside the bed, held Zhu Yunxuan's hand, and whispered to him: "A Xuan, A Xuan, can you hear me?"

Zhu Yunxuan's eyelashes moved, he slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Zhu Yunjing in confusion: "Brother, I'm uncomfortable..."

Zhu Yunjing patted his hand lightly: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine in a while, and it will be fine when the child comes out."

Zhu Yunxuan was slightly startled, his eyes were red and he said, "Child... What's wrong with the child..."

"The child is fine, it will be fine in a while, don't worry."

With Zhu Yunjing's comfort, Zhu Yunxuan gradually relaxed, and closed his eyes tiredly, Zhu Yunjing picked him up and let him lean on him, took the medicine handed over by the imperial doctor, and coaxed: "Drink the medicine. Now, it won't be uncomfortable."

Zhu Yunxuan didn't ask any more questions, he drank the medicine obediently, leaned on Zhu Yunjing and said weakly: "Brother, after the child comes out... you should take him away..."

"Nonsense, he is His Majesty's child, he is the emperor's heir, how can he be sent elsewhere."

Zhu Yunxuan shook his head gently, his exhausted mind became heavier and heavier, and soon fell into a drowsiness again.

Zhu Yunjing breathed a sigh of relief, let him lie down, and asked Imperial Doctor Fang, "How long will it take?"

"The little prince can be taken out in a quarter of an hour." The old doctor was confident.

Zhu Yunjing helped Zhu Yunxuan untie his clothes, his eyes touched the beautiful and coquettish plum blossom tattoo on his left waist, and his expression instantly turned cold: "What is this?"

Gao An knelt down on the ground, choked and told him: "It was King Zhao who forced His Majesty, and His Majesty was unwilling. When King Zhao threatened His Majesty, His Majesty had no choice but to..."

Zhu Yunjing clenched his fists and said with hatred, "It's not a pity for him to die a hundred times."

The old doctor had already made preparations, and put the dagger that had been baked on the fire on Zhu Yunxuan's bulging abdomen, and slowly opened the opening.

Zhu Yunjing turned his eyes away and couldn't bear to look anymore.

Two quarters of an hour later, with a faint cry, Imperial Physician Fang carefully held out a baby covered in blood, handed it over to the grandmother that Zhu Yunjing brought from the mansion, and began to sew it up to Zhu Yunxuan.

Mammy said happily: "It is indeed a little prince!"

Zhu Yunjing glanced at the child, and immediately frowned: "This is too small..."

And the cry was so weak, it didn't look like a healthy child at all.

The smile on Mammy's face suddenly stopped, and she hugged the child to wash it. Imperial Physician Fang sweated profusely to help Zhu Yunxuan sew up, making sure that his pulse had stabilized, and then said to Zhu Yunjing: "Your Majesty should have It's alright, just wait until you wake up."

Zhu Yunjing's frowning brows did not stretch out. Mammy brought the cleaned child back. Zhu Yunjing took it and looked carefully. The child was already asleep, his face was yellow, and his breath was weak. Only a little bit big.

When his Ming'er was born half a year ago, he was more than twice as big as this.

The imperial doctor checked the child's pulse, and after a detailed examination, the complexion became more and more solemn. Zhu Yunjing asked him, "How is it? Tell the truth."

"...The little prince is not yet full-term, his body is weak, and his organs are not fully grown. The shortcomings are brought out from an abortion. He is just born and can't take too much medicine. The old minister will try his best to treat him."

Zhu Yunjing lowered his head and stroked the little child's tender tofu-like face, knowing that now he can only resign himself to fate, but when he really sees such a poor child, he is really reluctant.

Zhu Yunxuan slept for a day and a night, and didn't wake up until the second night. Zhu Yunjing had been guarding him, dozing off, and immediately opened his eyes when he felt the movement, and called the imperial physician to come in.

It was confirmed that Zhu Yunxuan was no longer in serious trouble, and only needed to recover for more than a month to gradually improve. Zhu Yunjing finally put down the big stone in his heart, and was a little more friendly to the imperial doctor Fang, and let him go down to receive the reward.

After being fed with hot water and food, Zhu Yunxuan was still stunned, and subconsciously raised his hand to put his stomach on his stomach, Zhu Yunjing signaled to Gao An, Gao An nodded and backed out.

"Do you feel better?" Zhu Yunjing asked quietly.

After a long while, Zhu Yunxuan made a hoarse "uh".

Zhu Yunjing sighed and didn't ask any more questions.

Gao An led the mother and carried the child over, Zhu Yunjing took it, and asked Gao An to help Zhu Yunxuan up and bring the child closer to him.

"The child is a little small, and his body is not very good, but he still looks cute and looks like you."

The little prince had just drank his milk, and now he fell asleep again, silently, with a big appearance, looking very pitiful.

Zhu Yunxuan glanced coldly and looked away, but Zhu Yunjing insisted on sending the child to him: "Will you hug him?"

After a stalemate for a while, seeing that Zhu Yunxuan refused to raise his hand, Zhu Yunjing had to give up: "Forget it, poor child, your father and emperor despised you so much when you were born."

Zhu Yunxuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, and he was speechless.

Zhu Yunjing said helplessly: "Fang Taiyi said that this child is born with deficiencies, his organs have not grown well, and there are a lot of problems brought from the womb. Maybe you won't be able to see him again in a few days, why should you do this? Even Wouldn't you like to give it a hug?"

Zhu Yunxuan clenched his fists and pinched his nails deeply into his palms. After a long time, he said hoarsely, "Brother, take him away. If you can't save him, forget it. up to you."

"Why are you so..."

"I don't want to be soft-hearted, maybe even a little bit. I can't be at peace until I don't see this child. Take him away, I beg you..."

Zhu Yunxuan's eyes were red, and his voice was choked up. Zhu Yunjing couldn't bear to see him like this, so he had to ask his mother to take the child down first.

"A Xuan, the child you gave birth to after all your hard work, after all, is your flesh and blood. Do you really say you don't want it? You don't have a single child now, so what's the harm in keeping him?"

Zhu Yunxuan said: "You also said that he was born with insufficiency, and whether he can raise him or not is a big problem. What is the use of such an imperial heir? He will only make me miserable, and I will be stuck in the memory of the past for a lifetime."

"Can you forget about sending the child away?"

"... Stop looking at this child all the time. After a long time, it will fade away and forget it."

Zhu Yunjing was speechless, and did not ask Zhu Yunxuan whether it was the humiliation and unbearable he had suffered, or that person.

He didn't want to be soft-hearted, and to whom he was soft-hearted, whether it was the child, or the person who caused him pain.

Perhaps even Zhu Yunxuan himself may not be so clear.

Dali Temple Prison.

With heavy shackles on his hands and feet, Liang Zhen was pushed into the torture room by the jailer and tied to a wooden frame.

The thief-eyed Prisoner sat behind the table, slapped a jingle, and said to him in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness has reached this point now, if you have done anything wrong, you should follow the real measures, so as not to suffer from those Fearless pain of flesh."

Liang Zhen sneered: "What are you? When will it be your turn to interrogate this king?"

The other party snorted: "Calling you a prince is just to be polite to you! Do you really think that you are still the king Zhao who is high and powerful? You are just a down-and-out chaotic thief, a prisoner waiting to die! What Joe! Your Majesty will deal with you sooner or later..."

"Your Majesty?" Liang Zhen narrowed his eyes lightly, "Where is Your Majesty? If you want to interrogate this king, you can. Your Majesty will come to interrogate him in person, and this king will definitely know everything."

"You are so brave! You dare to be disrespectful to Your Majesty even if you are like this! If you don't let you learn some lessons, you really don't know what you are! Hit me! Hit me hard!"

The whip dipped in salt water was slapped on his chest, and his skin was split open instantly. Liang Zhen gritted his teeth and said nothing. The corner of his mouth still had that casual sneering smile, which made the other party go into a rage, in exchange for a heavier whipping to serve.

After a flogging, the Prison Prison asked again, "Are you recruiting or not?"

Liang Zhen spat out the blood foam in his mouth and sneered: "I don't know what this king needs to recruit."

A jailer handed the prepared indictment book to Liang Zhen, and Liang Zhen glanced at it casually. It was full of false accusations, even the enemy's treason, and it was necessary to put him in a dead place without a burial.

"Who are you instructed by? What is the benefit of slandering this king?"

The prison chief said disdainfully: "There are too many people who want your life. You should know how many people you have offended in the past."

That's right, even if Zhu Yunxuan didn't want him to die, there were countless people who wanted to cramp and flay him. It was already scruples that they didn't dare to kill him directly in this prison, so how could they make him feel better.

"This king has nothing good to do. If you have the ability, you can kill this king now, but you have to think clearly. For so many days, your majesty has not issued an edict to deal with this king. Get your hands on it."

The prison chief's eyes flickered for a while, obviously guilty, he hesitated for a moment, ordered Liang Zhen to be slapped again, and then escorted him back to the prison, got up and walked away.