Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family - Chapter 625: The Withered Old Man
Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family
Chapter 625: The Withered Old Man"Yi Zhaoxun is pregnant. This is the medicine prescribed by Imperial Doctor Huang to maintain the pregnancy."
It was as if everything around him suddenly lost its voice. Ling Heng only felt his head buzzing, and the words he spoke seemed to come from far away.
Very slowly, very slowly.
It was so slow that his brain seemed to have stopped thinking: "Yi, Qing, are you pregnant?"
The palace maids' eyes were red. Yi Zhaoxun was very kind to them.
She had never beaten or scolded them like the former Crown Princess did.
"Yes, when Yi Zhaoxun woke up this morning, he felt nauseous and thought that his period had been delayed for more than ten days, so he asked Doctor Huang to take his pulse."
"What did Doctor Huang say?" Ling Heng searched for a long time before he found his voice.
"Doctor Huang said that Yi Zhaoxun has been pregnant for more than a month."
Ling Heng only felt that his whole body and his whole heart were falling, falling, falling into the bottomless abyss.
"Your Highness, Yi Zhaoxun is dead, and the baby in her belly is also dead."
"Why didn't she tell me?" Ling Heng's voice was hoarse, almost coming from the depths of his throat.
Difficult and confusing.
The palace maid turned pale with fear and knelt on the ground, "Your Highness, Crown Prince, Yi Zhaoxun just diagnosed that you are pregnant this morning and said that he would wait for you to come back and tell you the good news in person."
"Where's Huang Shengren?"
"Doctor Huang has left the palace to collect herbs."
Ling Heng only felt that his heart was bleeding drop by drop.
So, when the imperial guards were trying to kill her, she said, "I have..."
What she should have said was "I'm pregnant."
If he had let Yi Qing talk to him before he ordered his men to kidnap her, he would not have killed her by mistake.
If he had not immediately ordered the imperial guards to execute her on the spot at the palace gate, but had thrown her into the Heavenly Prison first, his child would not have died.
in case……
It would be great if he could have a healthy son.
Yi Qing is in such good health, the baby she gives birth to must be healthy.
However, such a child was killed by him himself while still in his mother's womb.
Ling Heng thought of his good father, Emperor Jingzhang, who was now lying in the imperial bedroom like a dead fish.
He strode towards the emperor's bedroom.
When had the guards guarding the imperial palace ever seen the prince behave like this?
At this moment, lying on the dragon bed in the imperial bedroom, Emperor Jingzhang really looked like he was on his last breath.
As usual, Zhang Desheng took the wrung-out warm towel from the young eunuch and wiped Emperor Jingzhang's face and neck.
"Eunuch Zhang, let me help His Majesty clean himself today. Your waist will hurt again soon."
Zhang Desheng shook his head: "I'm used to serving you, it's okay. Turn off these lights, they're too bright and disturb the emperor's rest."
The young eunuch muttered to himself, I have been sleeping for eight or nine hours a day, how can I have any rest?
But he did not dare to disobey, and used a pair of scissors beside him to extinguish the several wicks of the lamps beside the dragon bed.
Zhang Desheng held the towel in one hand and when he passed his other hand under Emperor Jingzhang's neck, it seemed that he touched something under the pillow.
Zhang Desheng seemed unaware and continued to lift Emperor Jingzhang's head slightly and carefully wipe the back of his neck and chin with a towel.
He wiped his body again, changed him into clean clothes, and then waved his hand to let the eunuchs in the hall leave.
A young eunuch handed Zhang Desheng a cup of warm water and said, "Eunuch Zhang, it's time for the emperor to take his medicine."
He opened the medicine box and handed it over. Inside were two black pills that were to be taken for this meal.
Zhang Desheng slowly took the box and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine."
It was at this time that Ling Heng came.
He almost rushed into the emperor's bedroom.
With a loud bang, the palace door was pushed open.
Several eunuchs in the hall were startled.
The young eunuch who was holding a basin of water was so frightened that he dropped the basin to the ground with a bang.
Water spilled all over the floor.
Ling Heng kicked the man in the chest: "Get out, all of you, get out!"
The eunuchs quickly got out.
Seeing that his face was ashen, like a raging beast, Zhang Desheng quickly put the water and medicine on the low table beside him.
"Your Highness, why are you here? The Emperor is still asleep."
Ling Heng shot a pair of vicious eyes over.
Zhang Desheng saw that the young eunuchs had all left the palace gate, and said calmly: "Your Highness, the Emperor knows that you are filial, and the imperial doctors are trying their best to save the Emperor. Don't worry..."
"Get out!"
Ling Heng's eyes were full of evil, he killed his own child.
He really wants to kill a few people to vent his anger!
However, as long as the person on the dragon bed is still alive, killing more people will be of no avail.
Zhang Desheng also quickly rolled out.
He closed the door and stood outside the emperor's bedroom, waving his hand to ask all the eunuchs to stand further away.
Looking up at the gray sky, it has not rained for a long time. It might thunder today.
The weather in September changes so suddenly.
When the hall was empty, only Ling Heng and Emperor Jingzhang, who was lying half-dead on the bed, were left.
He suddenly became quiet.
Walk over slowly.
The dim light of an autumn evening cut in diagonally from the window lattice and broke into the emperor's bedroom. The tightly closed doors and windows and the strong smell of medicine made the entire hall smell very unpleasant.
Emperor Jingzhang's sleep time seemed to be getting longer and longer.
When Ling Heng approached, he was still lying quietly on the dragon bed, his body so thin that it seemed as if only a layer of skin was left covering his bones.
With his hands clasped at his chest, there was a network of purple blood vessels between his fingers.
An extremely thin layer of skin covers the raised joints of the fingers.
When looking at the withered body lying on the dragon bed, the rage that Ling Heng had when he rushed in suddenly disappeared.
It was this man who tricked his mother from Jiangnan into the palace and then ignored her for more than twenty years.
They, mother and son, lived a life worse than that of slaves in the harem.
After his sons were either dead or disabled, he remembered that he still had a son like him who could be used and who could stand in front of him.
Ling Heng slowly sat down beside the bed.
He saw that the medicine that Zhang Desheng had just prepared to feed his father was placed aside, with the box half open, revealing two black pills inside.
He took one out of the box and stuffed it into Emperor Jingzhang's mouth. Then he took some water from the bedside cabinet, cooled it a little, handed it to Emperor Jingzhang's lips, and fed it into his mouth spoonful by spoonful himself.
His movements were slow and gentle, as if he was treating a baby. He fed the whole bowl of water into Emperor Jingzhang's mouth without spilling a single drop.
Ling Heng at this moment was completely different from the angry man who had just rushed into the hall.
"Father, I know you like this medicine very much, so I'm saving it all for you. There's not much medicine left by the Heavenly Master, so take your time. Five pills a day, that's the maximum, don't be greedy."
Ling Heng put down the cup of water, opened Emperor Jingzhang's mouth, and used a spoon to dig into his mouth several times. Only after making sure that the medicine had been swallowed did he stand up.
Looking down at the haggard old man lying on the bed with his eyes closed.