Ganlin Palace.

Zhu Yunxuan leaned on the couch and seemed to have fallen asleep. Zhu Yunjing came in and took a look. He didn't wait much, and turned around to go to the side hall.

The little prince was covered with silver needles all over his body, and was soaking in the medicinal bath, silently, being carefully supported by several maids, while Imperial Physician Fang knelt aside and kept applying needles to him.

It has been more than 20 days since the child was born, and he needs to take acupuncture and medicated baths for at least two hours every day. The little child's delicate body is full of pinholes. It looks very pitiful, but this is the only way to keep him alive. way down.

Fortunately, the child was tenacious enough. Even though he almost couldn't be saved several times, he still struggled to survive with one breath, and now he has gradually improved.

Zhu Yunjing squatted down, raised his hand to stroke the child's face, and asked Imperial Doctor Fang, "How long will it take to get better?"

After applying the last needle, the old doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied to Zhu Yunjing: "In a few days, the needle should be stopped. The little prince is no longer in danger of his life, but he will still be weak. In the future, it may be difficult to be like ordinary people..."

Zhu Yunjing frowned: "Can't it be cured?"

"I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"Is there nothing you can do?"

The old doctor pondered: "...The old minister has an old friend who is a descendant of Yu Shenyi in Nanjiang. His medical skills are far superior to the old minister. Maybe he can find a way to save the little highness, but he has not asked about the world for a long time, and I am afraid that he is unwilling to come. Beijing."

"Yu Shenyi? The Yu Shenyi who developed the birthing medicine?"

"It's him."

Zhu Yunjing glanced at the little prince who had opened his eyes slightly, and sighed: "Forget it, you write a letter to that gentleman. When the little prince is full moon, I will take him to the southern border."

Now Zhu Yunxuan can't earn money and can't open up, and has been trapping himself in a cocoon. Since he doesn't want to see this child, it's better to take it away first. After a long time, there will always be a turning point in the future.

Imperial Physician Fang hurriedly responded: "That's naturally good, the old minister will write a letter now."

Mammy took the child out of the medicinal bath, wiped her body and fed her breasts. The little baby was rarely awake, and when Zhu Yunjing took it, she unconsciously smiled at him.

Zhu Yunjing's heart softened, he lowered his head and rubbed the child's face with the tip of his nose, and carried him to the main hall.

Zhu Yunxuan was still leaning on the couch, turning his head to the side, staring blankly at the early spring flowers that had just emerged outside the window in a daze.

Hearing Zhu Yunjing's laughter, Zhu Yunxuan turned around and saw Zhu Yunjing grabbing the little prince's hand with a smile and biting it lightly. Zhu Yunxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, Zhu Yunjing had already brought the child over and sat down beside him.

Zhu Yunxuan moved his body uncomfortably, his eyes were a little erratic, Zhu Yunjing didn't seem to notice, his whole mind was on the little baby, and he said to Zhu Yunxuan: "It's a rare day when I come, this little thing is not asleep, you see His eyes are really big and round, just like when you were a kid."

Zhu Yunxuan said nothing, but Zhu Yunjing brought the child closer to show him. Zhu Yunxuan couldn't avoid it, so he could only glance at the infant child, and the little baby laughed again. A finger has been grasped by him.

Zhu Yunxuan was stunned for a moment, without pulling his hand away, Zhu Yunjing looked at it and raised the corner of his lips: "I didn't expect this little thing to have some strength now, much better than when it was just born."

"...What did the doctor say?"

"It will take a few days for acupuncture and medicated baths every day. After the full moon, it will be much better, but if you want to return to the normal healthy child, you have to look at his fortune."

"He stays here... I can't take care of him well..."

Zhu Yunjing sighed helplessly: "Okay, if you don't want to, don't want to. I'll just take him away. Poor child, he is so young and has to be separated from his father. What will he do in the future?"

Zhu Yunxuan murmured in a low voice, "When he grows up... let him be filial to you."

Zhu Yunjing sneered: "I already have two children. If you want to rob your children, I will raise them for you first. If you want, you can come back at any time."

Zhu Yunxuan lowered his eyes and said nothing, and Zhu Yunjing pursed his lips: "You are the father of the child, anyway, give the child a name."

Zhu Yunxuan remained silent, staring blankly at the infant child, turning back and forth in his heart, but he couldn't say a word.

He can't have feelings for this child, and he can't have even the slightest bit of soft-heartedness. He shouldn't care about the child's name and surname.

Watching his little child make a slight "yep" sound, Zhu Yunxuan's heart tightened and he pulled out his hand subconsciously, followed by the cry of the child.

Zhu Yunjing hurriedly carried the person over, gently patted the swaddle and coaxed him patiently. After a while, the little baby was tired from crying and fell asleep, and was carried down by the mama.

Zhu Yunjing looked at Zhu Yunxuan, whose expression was getting lower and lower, and patted the back of his hand: "Forget it, I will take the child away and take it to the south, far away from you, but you have to promise me that after the body is healed Hurry up and concubine, and have more children, as long as you have a real heir, I will no longer force you to accept this child."

Zhu Yunxuan's throat was bitter: "...Okay."

When the night was dark, Zhu Yunxuan woke up again from a nightmare. He sat up and held his head with a splitting headache in his hands. After a long time, the fast heartbeat gradually calmed down.

I can't remember what dreamed about in the dream. It seemed to be related to Liang Zhen, and it was bloody. Zhu Yunxuan didn't want to think about it anymore, and called Gao An, who was sleeping outside, to come in.

Gao An asked someone to bring hot tea and handed it to Zhu Yunxuan. He wanted to light the lamp, but Zhu Yunxuan stopped him: "That's it..."

Only in the dark can all the emotions that toss and tear him torn apart and make him ripped apart can be hidden. No wonder Liang Zhen said that he was used to and even enjoyed such darkness. Zhu Yunxuan leaned on the head of the bed, closed his eyes, and seemed to have empathy for Liang Zhen for the first time.

In the silence, a faint cry suddenly came from the side hall, which was intermittent and could not be stopped. Gao An carefully looked at the expression on Zhu Yunxuan's face, and hesitated before saying anything. Zhu Yunxuan frowned lightly, and after a long while, he asked quietly, "Why is he crying again?"

"Your Highness is probably hungry," Gao An explained to him in a low voice. "The child born just now needs to be fed every hour or two, and the same is true at night."

"Really?" Zhu Yunxuan murmured in a low voice, looking in a trance, wondering what he was thinking.

It seems that a long time has passed, but the crying on the other end still hasn't stopped. Zhu Yunxuan said loudly, "Why are you still crying? Didn't mammy breastfeed him?"

Gao An tentatively said: "The slave and the maid asked someone to take a look?"

Seeing Zhu Yunxuan pursing the corners of his lips lightly, noncommittal, Gao An pretended that he agreed, and called a little eunuch to the side hall to take a look at the condition of the little prince.

After a while, the little eunuch came over to report, saying that the little highness suddenly developed a fever at night, and the imperial doctor Fang was treating him.

Zhu Yunxuan clenched his fists unconsciously. Even an ordinary child's sudden fever is a big deal, not to mention that the child is still on the verge of life and death, and any headache will kill him.

Gao An was uncomfortable, and suggested to him: "Your Majesty, will you go and see your little highness?"

Zhu Yunxuan's eyes became darker and his heart was about to tangle, but his face didn't show the slightest: "...I'm not a doctor, what's the use of going."

Gao An didn't dare to say any more, and stood quietly aside, sighing silently.

Zhu Yunxuan didn't sleep any more, so he just leaned on the head of the bed and froze, listening to the faint movement from the side of the side hall in a daze.

An hour later, the crying finally stopped. Gao An called someone over to see it again. When he came back, he reported that His Highness was tired from crying and fell asleep, and the heat had not subsided. , Imperial Physician Fang is also guarding it.

Zhu Yunxuan closed his eyes lightly, Gao An glanced at the time displayed by the western clock, two quarters of Yin Shi had passed, and he whispered to Zhu Yunxuan: "Your Majesty, please sleep a little longer."

Zhu Yunxuan did not speak or move, his empty eyes fell on a certain place in the void, as if he had lost his soul, making it even more difficult for people to guess his mind.

He just leaned on the head of the bed and sat with his eyes open all night until the sky was dim.

At four o'clock, the little eunuch came back excitedly again and reported, "Your Highness has subsided, and the imperial doctor Fang said that it is no longer a problem!"

Gao An let out a sigh of relief, and Zhu Yunxuan slowly loosened his fists that had been clenched all night, his palms sweating.

Gao An persuaded him again: "Your Majesty, you can rest for a while, or the prince of the state will come to the palace and see that you haven't slept all night, and you will be called a slave again."

Zhu Yunxuan's dry lips moved, and he instructed him in a hoarse voice, "Call someone to prepare the car, and you can take the child to Duke Dingguo's mansion in person, and let Imperial Physician Fang follow him."

"……His Majesty!"

"Go."

Seeing Zhu Yunxuan's firm expression, Gao An had no choice but to take orders to retreat.

As soon as the clock arrived, there was a knock on the side door of Dingguo Gong's mansion. Zhu Yunjing heard the report and hurried out. Gao An told him what Zhu Yunxuan meant with a bitter face, and told him that the little highness burned all night last night. His Majesty also stayed up all night.

Zhu Yunjing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly: "Okay, now that you have delivered it and handed it over to me, you can go back to the palace and return to your life. Tell Your Majesty, I am not free these few days, so I won't go to the palace to see him. already."

Gao An sighed and went back to the palace, and returned Zhu Yunjing's words to Zhu Yunxuan: "Your Majesty, the prince is out of anger with you, why are you in such a hurry to send your little highness away..."

Zhu Yunxuan asked him in a low voice: "A few days ago, you said that King Zhao asked someone to deliver the message, and the other person has been detained in the Dali Temple Prison. Who helped him deliver the message?"

Gao An was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect him to suddenly ask this question, so he quickly replied: "There is a jailer in the Dali Temple prison who received the favor of King Zhao in the past, and he happened to know a palace servant in this palace, so he helped to spread the word. After saying a few words, the slaves have already taught the people below, so that they will not dare to do such things in the future."

Zhu Yunxuan didn't ask any further questions. After a moment of silence, he instructed Gao An, "Go and pass the cabinet officials over here. I want to draw up a decree."