kvmb Chapter 289 Confusion
Chapter 289 Confusion
The emperor's heart began to hang in the air when the topic of drinking water was mentioned.
He stared at the cup in the deposed queen's hand warily and refused without hesitation.
"I dare not drink Concubine Li's water!"
"Jianqiu, didn't you say that Concubine Li had a high fever? How come she still had the energy to come out?"
"Your Majesty, the Queen does have a high fever. If you don't believe me, you can feel the heat on her forehead."
The Queen did have a fever, but Jianqiu had her own agenda and exaggerated her condition.
The master was awake less and less, and he was either muttering about the eldest prince or the emperor.
Jianqiu wanted her master to meet the emperor, perhaps her condition would improve.
Gege has been strong all her life, and Jianqiu believes that she cannot accept herself being crazy.
"Your Majesty, the Queen is indeed ill. Please have mercy and send a royal physician to see her."
Jianqiu begged again, knocking her head loudly.
The deposed queen, who was holding the teacup, turned a blind eye to this and still stubbornly held up the teacup, motioning the emperor to drink water.
"Your Highness, you haven't come to see me and Honghui for a long time. Please drink a cup of hot water first, and then we will go find Honghui."
"Our Honghui is so well behaved. He asks me every day when my father will come to see him."
The queen's hair had turned a lot whiter and a blush appeared on her face. She shyly glanced at the man sitting on the couch.
She took a few steps forward under Jianqiu's horrified gaze and picked up the candlestick on the table.
"Your Highness, our Honghui is afraid of the dark. Let's go find him with a candlestick."
"Yixiu! Do you still know who I am?"
The emperor, noticing the unusual behavior of the deposed queen, asked in disbelief.
"Your Highness, seeing how you say that, I certainly know who you are. You are the fourth son of the current emperor, the father of my son Honghui."
"It's just that your voice is a little loud, Your Majesty. Don't scare our Honghui."
Yixiu said this, moving a few steps to the side in disgust, muttering to herself.
"Your Highness, you look a lot healthier. I wonder if Honghui would still recognize you? How about getting up early and practicing more often?"
She thought she was speaking softly, but she didn't lower her voice at all. Su Peisheng and Jianqiu who was kneeling on the ground heard it clearly.
Su Peisheng was annoyed at the unreliability of the gatekeeper who had concealed such important news.
Seeing that his master's face was terribly dark, he made a cautious suggestion.
"Your Majesty, I see that Concubine Li is indeed very ill. Do you need to summon the imperial physician to see her?"
"Call Zhang Wuwei over to take a look."
Ever since Zhang Wuwei diagnosed the Empress Dowager's pregnancy, the Emperor arranged a room for him in the Yangxin Palace.
Jianqiu was afraid that the deposed queen would say something shocking again, so she coaxed and tricked her into returning to the palace.
"My servant's master, why are you sick at this time?"
"Master, the eldest prince is weak and cannot stand being frightened. If you just hold your tongue for now, I will take you to see him later, okay?"
Jianqiu wiped away her tears and coaxed softly.
When the Empress's memory was confused, she would curse Queen Chunyuan who made her suffer, and even if she was not paying attention, she would tell about how she had murdered the other party.
This must never reach the emperor's ears.
Jianqiu didn't expect that even if she invited the emperor, she would not be able to wake up the hysterical queen.
After comforting her master, Jianqiu went to the main hall and knelt respectfully in the center.
The emperor slammed the small table and asked sternly.
"When did Concubine Li start to lose her memory? Why didn't you report it?"
"Your Majesty, ever since her miscarriage, the Empress has been unable to sleep all night. I asked the imperial physician to prescribe tranquilizers, but they have had little effect. The Empress calls out the eldest prince's name in her dreams."
The emperor's harem cannot tolerate concubines with unusual words and deeds. If the emperor is cruel and wants to save the royal family's reputation, the empress who once was in charge of the harem will have no way out but death.
Jianqiu bit her lips hard until tears came out, then she spoke sadly.
"Your Majesty, it rained heavily the night the eldest prince left. The queen fainted in the thunder and lightning while holding the prince."
"The Empress did not grieve for long. She continued to take care of the household affairs and to help the Concubine with her pregnancy."
"I thought Your Majesty had truly gotten over the pain of your eldest prince's untimely death, but I never expected that the rain that night would reach Her Majesty's heart."
"Your Majesty has been working so hard to take care of the household for you over the years, and she is already exhausted both physically and mentally."
"Your Majesty, the Queen is suffering. I really..."
As Jianqiu continued to complain, the emperor also recalled the night of lightning and thunder that year.
That night, Rouze had a miscarriage, and all the doctors in the palace gathered in the main courtyard to protect her pregnancy.
Who would have thought that Hong Huifa also developed a high fever that night, and Yixiu sent someone to call the court doctor but to no avail.
She ran in the rain holding Honghui, who had a high fever, and finally fainted in the heavy rain.
By the time he got the news and rushed over, Honghui's body was already cold.
Rouze felt sorry for her sister and suggested to him that in order to prevent Yixiu from being overly immersed in the pain of losing her child, she should take care of the unborn baby.
The emperor was deeply touched by Rouze's thoughtfulness, and personally talked to Yixiu about the matter. In order to make amends, he even handed over the household affairs to her.
He may have had other thoughts at the time, but he thought he was doing pretty well among his brothers.
The emperor sat there silently without saying a word, and Su Peisheng, who was standing in the corner, lowered his head.
His master is also suffering a lot!
Queen Chunyuan's death in childbirth caused great harm to her master.
Su Peisheng had witnessed his master countless times, lost in thought and reminiscing about his old friends in the empty main courtyard. He was fortunate enough to hear his master mumbling to himself a few times.
The friendship contained in it moved even him, a rootless person.
The suffering that the master has endured over the years is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
All the noble families value their wives and legitimate sons, let alone the royal family.
Su Peisheng could only say that it was the eldest prince's fate and he couldn't blame anyone else.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Wuwei, sweating profusely, stepped into the main hall of Jingren Palace and saluted respectfully.
"I am here to see you, Your Majesty."
The emperor pointed at the deposed queen's bedroom and gave the order.
"The Concubine Li has a high fever and her memory is confused. You should go and take a look at her."
"Zhang Wuwei, you must be attentive during this examination. If you dare to hide anything, I will make you suffer."
"The minister obeys the order."
Zhang Wuwei felt very bitter. The deposed empress's unstable mood was well known in the Imperial Hospital, and outsiders could not get close to her at all.
He had no choice but to ask Qiu to agree to go in with him.
But as soon as Zhang Wuwei knelt in front of the bed, he was slapped loudly.
"Jianqiu, how could there be a stranger by my bed? If the prince knew about this, how would this end?"
"Quick, quick, quick! Drag him out and beat him to death, then bury him in the bushes as fertilizer."
After beating the man, Yixiu was so scared that she stepped back.
Zhang Wuwei, whose face was numb with pain, looked at the once dignified and virtuous queen in astonishment. His nostrils twitched and he knelt on the ground and saluted.
"Empress Li, I am the imperial physician sent by the Emperor to treat you. Please do not panic."
"Jianqiu, the prince has sent a royal physician to see Honghui. Bring him over quickly."
"Hurry up and bring the imperial physician over. My Honghui can't wait any longer."
Jianqiu held her master, who was crying, in her arms and talked to him in a gentle voice.
"Your Highness, the eldest prince said he's fine for now and wants the imperial physician to check your pulse first. Please don't make him worry, okay?"
Yixiu, whose hair was a little messy, nodded heavily and stretched out her wrist in front of Zhang Wuwei.
Zhang Wuwei carefully felt the pulse of his subordinate, and combined with the faint smell in the air, he understood what was going on.