Left with no other choice, Xuan Tianyi could only go to Hundred Herb Hall and leave some money, having the doctors there go to the imperial daughter's manor every day. Even if they had to drag it out, they had to drag out Xiangrong's illness. No matter what, they had to have her endure until Feng Yu Heng returned to the capital.
The people of Hundred Herb Hall naturally knew that Feng Yu Heng and Xiangrong were close sisters. They pushed back the money that Xuan Tianyi gave them, saying to him: "Third Young Miss is the younger sister of our boss. How can we accept money to treat her illness! Moreover, she is still living in the imperial daughter's manor. If we accept money, would the boss not chase us out of the capital when he returns? Your Highness the Fourth Prince, don't worry! Our Hundred Herb Hall will do some planning and simply arrange for a few doctors to take turns staying in the imperial daughter's manor to ensure that there is a doctor at Third Young Miss' side at all times. Just as you said, even if it cannot be treated, we have to drag it out until the boss returns. "
Waiting for Feng Yu Heng to return, this was a thought that filled people with hope and helplessness. Normally speaking, with Hundred Herb Hall and Hundred Herb School of Medicine, the majority of illnesses could be treated. In fact, some difficult illnesses could be resolved through surgery. Hundred Herb Hall had many doctors that had been personally taught by Feng Yu Heng and Yao Xian. They had excellent medical skills and could replace Feng Yu Heng in most surgeries.
But there were still some illnesses that they could not treat. In the past, such illnesses needed to be handed over to Feng Yu Heng or Yao Xian. Once someone was handed over, it meant that the illness was very serious. But because it could be personally treated by Feng Yu Heng or Yao Xian, it was not as scary.
This was a very contradictory reality, but as a whole, people still did not wish for their illness to not be serious. But now, Feng Xiangrong had no choice but to lie in bed and wait quietly. Yao Xian no longer existed in this world. Aside from her second sister, there was no one else that could save her.
Xiangrong was not the only one waiting for Feng Yu Heng to return to the capital. In Pingnan General's Office, there was also someone anxiously waiting for Feng Yu Heng to return. Or rather, it wasn't just one person, but the entire residence.
The young madam of Pingnan General's Office, Lü Ping, married Ren Xitao at the beginning of April this year. Lü Ping was already three months pregnant, but she had begun to bleed slightly in the second month of her pregnancy. She had invited a doctor from Baicao Tang to take a look at her, and the doctor said that it could be treated. However, the most effective medicine had already been sold out at Baicao Tang. Because Feng Yu Heng had not returned to the capital for a long time, the medicine had not been replenished, so they could not take it out now.
Without Feng Yu Heng's special medicine, they could only follow the ancient treatment method, but the effect was not very good. The effect of traditional Chinese medicine treatment is very slow. Diseases that are not urgent, like pregnancy, are more difficult to treat.
This was the first child of Ren Xitao and Lü Ping. He was also the first grandchild of Pingnan General's Office. General Pingnan valued this child very much. A large number of tonics were sent to Lü Ping's room. They were all examined by the doctor, who nodded in agreement before they were given to Lü Ping to eat.
Unfortunately, Lü Ping's body still did not recover. In order to protect the baby, she lay on the bed all day long, not even daring to get out of bed.
Going on like this was not a solution. General Pingnan threw away his old face and went to the palace to ask the Sixth Prince when Feng Yu Heng would be back. After the Sixth Prince heard about the Pingnan General's Office, he took the initiative to ask the imperial physicians of the Imperial Hospital to prescribe the secret medicine in the palace for Lü Ping. However, what did the Imperial Hospital say: "Generally, when a woman shows signs of miscarriage, she will smoke the wormwood and drink some decoction. However, in reality, it is not very effective. It still depends on the woman's physical condition. Originally, the palace should have concocted some good medicine or found some good prescriptions in this area. However, in the past few decades, Your Highness the Sixth Prince, you also know that the harem has become a decoration, and so has the imperial daughter. "
These words were very clear. The Emperor did not enter the harem, and the concubines in the palace did not have children. Who would be willing to continue researching whether or not to protect the baby! General Pingnan had no other choice. After thanking the Sixth Prince, he left the palace and could only focus on waiting for Feng Yu Heng to return.
There was a female doctor in the fu who came every day to smoke the wormwood for Lü Ping. Lü Ping's condition was not very good. She felt tired all day long and didn't even have the strength to speak. The doctor said that she could not get out of bed, otherwise there was a possibility of a miscarriage at any time. She wondered if she and this child were not fated to be together. Or did this child not like her and wanted to end their mother-son relationship in this way?
At the beginning of the pregnancy, the doctor said that there was an eighty percent chance that it was a boy. Old General Pingnan was very happy. Although the fu did not have the concept of favoring males over females, General Pingnan was a military general. He always hoped that he would have a grandson to accompany him. When he was a few years older, he could take him with him to practice martial arts. She had high hopes for this child and was happy that she could carry on the Ren family's ancestral line. In order to be with her, her husband had suffered a lot and done a lot of fighting. Even after the Lu Family's malicious slander and torment, the Pingnan General's Office did not refuse her at the door. She was very grateful to this family.
However, as much as she was grateful, there was also guilt. The child was pregnant, but she was facing the possibility of losing it at any time. How could she feel at ease?
Everyone in the General's Manor knew that Lü Ping was feeling terrible. Seeing her become thinner day by day, even Old General Pingnan could not bear to continue watching. He said to Lü Ping: "No matter whether this child can be saved or not, you are still my Ren family's daughter-in-law. The Ren family did not say what kind of rules we have to treat our daughter-in-law because of the loss of the child. If the eldest son bullies you, Father and Mother will stand up for you."
The Eastern border was a great victory, but this great victory was the same as when Xuan Tianming returned from the Northwest many years ago. There was only victory, but not a trace of joy. Because in this battle, Xuan Tianhua died. Because in the current capital, Yao Xian was no longer around. Feng Xiangrong was seriously ill. The Young Madam of Pingnan General's Office could not keep her baby. It seemed like nothing good had happened.
Therefore, there was another rumor among the people. Some people said that all of this was retribution. It was the Ninth Prince's retribution for massacring the city.
Gradually, the rumor became more and more realistic, spreading from the capital to other provinces. Very quickly, it spread everywhere. Therefore, almost everyone in Dashun knew that the Seventh Prince died in the hands of the vengeful spirits of the 300 thousand innocent citizens massacred by the Ninth Prince. There were also those people in the capital who were related to the Ninth Prince and Royal Consort Yu. They were also implicated by that massacre. Some died, some fell ill, and even the fetus in their wombs could not escape.
When these words reached General Ping Nan's ears, the Old Master was furious, throwing a tantrum on the streets: "Nonsense! Danger to the country! If there is retribution on the battlefield, then the people of Zong Sui deserve it. The war was started by Zong Sui first, colluding with Duanmu Anguo to kill the Seventh Prince. You all did not seek out the main culprit of the hatred, but under the instigation of someone with ulterior motives, you all pointed the tip of the knife at your own people. Are your eyes blind? Are your hearts blind? You do not have any ability to differentiate between right and wrong, and are being led by the nose by the criminals? "
The Yao family also sent Yao Jing Jun as their representative to express their stance: "My father is old, it is considered a normal death, it has nothing to do with retribution. When you all listen to slander and blame, please think about how His Ninth Highness and Royal Consort Yu treated you all well in the past. Also, they went into battle to kill the enemy, for who? Was it not for the sake of Dashun not being invaded, for the sake of the citizens not suffering. If it was Zong Sui who attacked Dashun first, then the ones to be massacred would be us. The reason why we are still alive is because of His Ninth Highness and Royal Consort Yu, as well as His Highness the Seventh Prince's bravery and might. "
Actually, the majority of the people stood on Xuan Tianming and Feng Yu Heng's side. The reason why General Ping Nan and the Yao family appeared one after another was to tell the people that among them, there were people with ulterior motives who were stirring up trouble. At the same time, it was also a reminder to those people to not treat Dashun as a fool.
In the Chun Palace, Consort Yun ordered a few dishes today. She said that people's appetites were good in autumn because the weather was neither hot nor cold, it was refreshing and pleasant, it was the best time of the year for the four seasons.
The servants obeyed and brought the dishes that she had ordered to the table; however, they saw Imperial Concubine Yun stand up and scoop the rice. After scoop, she scoop one bowl after another. She then placed the extra bowl next to her and said to the servants: "Hua-er could come back at any time. From today onwards, leave a bowl and chopsticks on the table for him."
The servant girl serving at the side could not hold back her heartache, turning her head to wipe away her tears. When she turned back, Consort Yun saw her red and swollen eyes.
Consort Yun was unhappy, placing her chopsticks heavily on the table, her face stern as she solemnly said to the servants serving in the room: "Listen, do not believe the rumors outside so easily, the citizens are mourning for Hua-er without knowing the reason, This One does not support it. Hua-er is not dead yet, where is the mourning? Put on a smiling face and wait patiently, Ming and Heng Zheng are already on their way, Hua-er is definitely with them. "
After saying that, he glanced at the empty place with bowls and chopsticks filled with rice. Then, he said mysteriously, "Let's eat! Ming's personality is not good, he will always sit opposite This One when asked to eat with This One, thinking that that is the best, but only you, Hua-er, are willing to stay by This One's side. Being close is the most intimate. Even though this One did not give birth to you, but This One carried you back when you were still in swaddling clothes, to This One, you are no different from my own. Eat! I know that you like to eat vegetables, This One specially had them make it. "
After she finished speaking, she began to eat. But those few words made everyone's noses turn sour.
Consort Yun's state was not very good, often speaking incoherently like this. Just a moment ago, she was clearly advising others not to be sad, that His Highness the Seventh Prince was definitely not dead. But the moment she turned, she would speak seriously to the chair that was not occupied, as if His Highness the Seventh Prince was sitting there, speaking calmly and naturally.
They didn't know how to persuade Consort Yun, but they were too anxious to set up a coffin for His Highness the Seventh Prince in time. No matter what, this was Chun Palace, now that the news of His Highness the Seventh Prince's death was a foregone conclusion, even the Highnesses had tacitly accepted this fact, Chun Palace could not set up a coffin for him, this made them feel uneasy as servants.
Thus there were a large number of people that secretly burned joss paper for Xuan Tian Hua at night. Even if they were discovered, there was no fear because all of the servants, including the head eunuch, were burning joss paper. Nobody continued to pursue the rule of not being able to perform private offerings in the manor.
Until this night … …
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