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Chapter 59 My son is called an ugly duckling
The birth of the First Prince made the New Year's Day, which had been stagnant, shine again. Xuan Fuzhi hosted a banquet, and the entire palace and hall were filled with jubilation..
Ten days later, at the beginning of Youshi, the Eastern Palace also ushered in a tense moment. Everyone stretched their nerves into a straight line and waited anxiously around the door of the master room.
"Tianlu, what do you mean by this young master?" Wanteng Feiye stretched his neck with a tense expression on his face. After nine months of getting along with him, he really
Of course, this is his personal opinion.
Tianhui looked calm, "Young master, Mr. Baili will be fine."
"I hope so."
In the room, Yu Xiang held Shu He's hand and kept urging him in his ear, "
The nurse was pressing a few big points on Shu He's head, trying to keep him awake, so to speak to increase Shu He's confidence.
"Queen, you must not sleep,
"it is good."
"It won't work like this, the empress will lose consciousness, Miss Yu Xiang, please bring hot water, it will be hot, we need to keep the empress awake."
You can tell from the experience at a glance, although this time the situation is special, according to the past experience, calmly instruct everyone.
"Doctor Jin! Please come in, the empress needs your acupuncture."
He yelled loudly to the outside. It has been an hour and there is still no response at all.
Old Jin was waiting by the screen in the outer room, and when he heard the call, he hurried in with the silver needle.
"Quick, put the needle!"
Yu Xiang brought back the boiling hot water, she stretched out her hand to wet the towel and wring it dry without any fear, she carefully wiped Shu He's sweat, and seeing her suffering master couldn't help crying, "My lord, youOpen your eyes quickly, young master, you must not fall asleep, young master, wake up quickly."
Old Jin probed for Shu He's pulse, with an unusually heavy expression, "It's too bad, Mr. Baili is almost in a coma, the old man is going to inform the young master,"
When Yu Xiang heard this, she suddenly lost her sense of control, "You are talking nonsense! My son will be fine! You are a Mongolian doctor, quack doctor! My son, wake up, you have persisted here, why don't you do more, son! YouWake up, servant girl! Wake up!"
Old Jin didn't care about the rude Yu Xiang, and ran out as fast as he could to inform Qingyang Shuoyi.
"Young Master, according to the current situation of Young Master Baili, it may not be possible to last"
Qingyang Shuoyi immediately stopped walking, and when the problem he had been worrying about appeared, he found that his ability to accept was not as good as he imagined.
"Ensure that Bailiqian stays safe,..." In one sentence, almost painstaking efforts were made.
"Yes, young master."
Qingyang Shuoyi paced up and down the steps emotionally, would he be sad if he was gone?Because he seems to be alive in an instant, he can tell jokes when he is happy, and canβt help sharing with him when he is happy. When he sleeps at night, he likes to protect him with one arm and embrace him with the other. If they form a family, BailiIf Chiryu is willing to stay at home, they will be happy too, right?
Wanteng Feiye was the closest to Qingyang Shuoyi, the blood on his face faded instantly when he heard Old Jin's report, "Qingyang..."
"Don't say anything, it's okay, he'll be fine." Qingyang Shuoyi took a deep breath, looked at the closed door and clenched his hands tightly.
"Old Xie, where's the medicine?"
"Young master, bring it over right away."
After a while, he and his elders stood beside Qingyang Shuoyi holding a medicine bowl, "Master, here we come."
Without any hesitation, Qingyang Shuoyi pulled out a dagger and quickly slashed towards his wrist, blood like ink flowed out and dripped into the medicine bowl.
Then, Old Xie personally delivered the medicine into the house and handed it over to
"Miss Yu Xiang, tell your mother to open her mouth, we are going to give you a strong medicine."
Yu Xiang immediately panicked, protecting Shu He's pale face and refusing to let go, "No, you can't feed your mother those things anymore, your body won't be able to take it anymore!"
"The empress's body can't bear it if you don't feed it. Maybe there is still a glimmer of life if you feed it." Said the experienced person.
Yu Xiang shook her head violently, "Your Majesty, don't torture him anymore."
"Miss Yu Xiang, none of us can bear this responsibility if this drags on like this. He suddenly became strict, "Miss Yu Xiang, if you don't want your master to have an accident, get out of the way quickly!""
"Iβ¦β¦"
Yu Xiang was still struggling, but Shu He, who was in a semi-conscious state, suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Yuxiang's hand and said with difficulty, "Yu...xiang...."
"Young master! Are you awake? Are you all right?"
"Medicine, I'll take it..." Shu He's breathing became weaker and weaker, and his eyes lost focus.
He ordered categorically, "Pull Miss Yu Xiang away, and pour medicine on your mother!"
"Yes!"
Shu He's pain drained all his energy, and the remaining persistence in his mind was his longing for family affection. He knew it was because he needed motivation and bondage, and in a strange time and space where he had nothing, he needed emotional sustenance even more.
"Old Jin continues to apply acupuncture on the waist! Girl Yu Xiang, don't stop the hot compress on the forehead! Hurry up! Make your hands and feet more agile"
Assign work to several people in an orderly manner,
Shu He cooperated with them with his remaining consciousness, and the clearest feeling was the erratic flow of life, a kind of ease of soul leaving the body.
An hour later, the sound of surprise came out, followed by a slight sound, although it was very light, it could not be ignored.
Suddenly, the bedroom was in chaos.
"Not good, not breathing!" Only then exclaimed.
This side is also in a hurry, "Old Jin! Hurry up! The bleeding can't stop!
Qingyang Shuoyi was suddenly excited, and rushed in without saying a word, Old Xie couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.
"Young master, calm down!"
Wanteng Feiye also charged, even faster than Qingyang Shuoyi.
Tianhui quickly stopped him, "Master, you can't enter casually."
"Go away!" Wanteng Feiye kicked the sky, insisting on killing a bloody path.
"Qianliu! Baili Qianliu!" Qingyang Shuoyi stepped forward with a pale face, while Shu He lay on the bed without any anger.
Yu Xiang held Shu He's hand and her eyes were swollen from crying.
Old Jin gave Shu He an injection by the bed, seeing the young master who was so out of control, he couldn't help feeling worried, even hesitant to give the needle, thinking to himself, Baili Qianliu's death is definitely a good thing for the young master, since this is the case, do you still need to save?
Qingyang Shuoyi roared suddenly, "What's going on? Old Jin! Old Jin! I beg you to save him, you must save him!"
Old Jin trembled suddenly, and the silver needle in his hand stabbed randomly...
The utterly silent Qifeng Palace is as quiet as a pool of stagnant water that does not want to be broken, people inside cannot get out, and people outside cannot get in.
The dreary night was getting deeper and deeper, and the dark sky finally fell with sparse rain in the middle of the night. Yu Xiang checked the doors, windows and candles of the bedroom, carefully covered the quilt for the master who had been sleeping for half a month, and lightly turned off the palace lamp.Back off slowly.
On a cold and windy night, the person on the bed suddenly frowned, and his messy black hair fell off the bed with him uneasily, muttering something in his mouth, instinctively looking for warmth by his side, but in vain.
Shu He, who had been in a coma for half a month, woke up faintly. The change in the weather made him very sensitive and uncomfortable.After returning to consciousness, the stiff body, dry throat, and splitting head, everything is so painful, but so real.
"Fate..."
Shu He smiled wryly and muttered two words and fell asleep again, and did not wake up until the next day under the expectant eyes of everyone.
The more Old Jin thought about it, the more wrong he dragged Old Xie into a corner and whispered, "I'm sure the patient died at that time, and there was no response when the needle was inserted into the fatal point."
Old Xie's hunched body trembled, "You stabbed him to the death? The young master will confess your old life when he finds out."
"It's just a momentary miss." Old Jin frowned and said, "My lord can still say that he has strong willpower without dying. It's a miracle that he survived like that."
Old Xie sighed, "Immortality is also a burden, and the body may not be much better, and the chances are too great."
Old Jin was also worried, "Yeah, we don't care about other people's, but our young master's is really difficult."
Old Xie nodded understandingly, "The young master is very concerned about that, you should do your best, you old man."
Old Jin said, "It's okay, I have already notified Elder Yin by flying pigeons, and I am going to hand over the rest to him."
"Alright." Old Xie agreed: "Old Yin is careful, let him take care of the young master, I think the young master will be at ease."
"kindness."
Indoors, Qingyang Shuoyi was still immersed in the joy of Shu He waking up.
Shu He couldn't get out of bed yet, his body was exhausted, and he was sleeping deeper and longer every day.
"Qingyang, show me what Shu He said.
Qingyang Shuoyi immediately said cautiously, "We"
Seeing the quilt, Shu He frowned in disgust, "Why does it look like a piece of roasted sweet potato?"
Qingyang Shuo's face sank, displeased that he said so bluntly: "
Shu He poked his face and said to himself:
Qingyang Shuoyi gave him a sideways look, and stopped talking to Shu He.