When the Queen of Crazy Criticism took the HE script and killed it

Chapter 308 Chasing Yong Wang
It was already such a scene, and no one dared to stop the emperor from stepping into the delivery room.

Zhao Zongheng never felt that this short distance would be so difficult, every step he took felt like a knife piercing his heart, and that kind of wordless panic climbed up little by little.

The messy bed had already been tidied up, Si Ningchi lay lifeless on the bed, the imperial physician stood beside him with his head bowed, Suyun knelt down on the ground as if he hadn't recovered from this huge change, the house The silence was a little scary.

Zhao Zongheng saw Si Ningchi lying on the bed at a glance. He wanted to go forward, but he seemed to be filled with endless fear.

"Queen..." Zhao Zongheng's hand hanging by his side trembled uncontrollably, and the words he opened his mouth were a little dry.

"Wei Chen has asked the empress to take the medicine, and there is no serious problem for now, but the birth loss is too much, and it needs to be taken care of in the future." The imperial doctor raised his hand and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, his mind was full of whether he wanted It's over, the prince failed to keep, this is the emperor's first child!
"..." Zhao Zongheng held his breath for a long time, it seemed that he finally took a breath until he felt uncomfortable, stepped forward and sat on the side of the bed.

"Why didn't the queen wake up?" Zhao Zongheng stretched out his hand to hold Si Ningchi's hand, feeling the warmth from the palm of his hand made his breathing much easier, then looked up at Si Ningchi's pale face still revealing uneasiness.

"The empress is exhausted in order to give birth to the prince, and she will wake up tomorrow. The emperor doesn't need to worry." The imperial doctor said quickly, with his head down, feeling a little uneasy. The prince never mentioned it, this...

Zhao Zongheng held Si Ningchi's hand and didn't speak for a while, and everyone in the room didn't dare to make a sound. Outside, Mrs. Wen was still holding the dead prince at a loss. Wang Chengxiang cautiously poked his head, almost gritted his teeth, and came up boldly.

"Your Majesty, the matter of the young prince's death..." The matter has already happened, and it is impossible not to face it. Although Wang Chengxiang was afraid in his heart, he had to mention this matter.

"There is no possibility of salvation anymore?" Zhao Zongheng asked Wang Chengxiang as if he had come to his senses after hearing Wang Chengxiang's words.

It was probably because Zhao Zongheng's tone of inquiry was too casual, Wang Chengxiang didn't understand Zhao Zongheng's meaning for a while.

After all, just a second ago, I saw the emperor asking about the empress so distressed and uneasy, as if he cared about it to the bottom of his heart, but he was so calm when talking about his own child. Wang Chengxiang was stunned and said: "The imperial physician We have all seen it, and it is indeed hopeless.”

Zhao Zongheng: "..."

"Give me the word, Sheng Yun." Zhao Zongheng lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment and said, "Purchase Yongwang, and bury the emperor's mausoleum generously with the gift of the emperor's eldest son. It will be set in the ancestral hall and lit with an everlasting lamp, which will last forever."

"The servant complies with the order." Wang Chengxiang was startled, and quickly bent over to comply.

It is conceivable that the emperor attaches great importance to the empress by this move. The children who have died can also be buried in the imperial mausoleum with the gift of the eldest son of the emperor. In the past, even the grown-up princes may not be able to receive such treatment.

Not long after Wang Chengxiang went out, the news of the prince's death also spread. During the time when the queen was giving birth, I don't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at him, wanting to see if the queen could give birth to the eldest son of the emperor.

There are too many things involved. Now that the news of the death of the eldest son of the emperor has spread, the various criticisms about the queen have become even worse.

(End of this chapter)