If An Lingrong was reborn before the draft

Back to Qingliang Palace. The emperor went to Qingliang Palace to see Princess Wen Yi right after the morning court session. Apart from the unborn Wen Yi, she was his youngest child, so naturally he missed Wen Yi the most.

The emperor personally held Wen Yi in his arms and rocked her with a rattle to comfort her. The queen sat on the couch and watched anxiously, "The princess still hasn't gotten better." She already had a headache, and after hearing her crying all morning, she was almost annoyed.

Although Concubine Hua looked anxious, this was what she wanted after all. There was still a hint of joy in her eyes that her treacherous scheme had paid off. Zhen Huan stood aside in silence. The emperor was concerned but she was not. Although she couldn't tell why, she knew that Wen Yi shouldn't cry like that.

The only one who felt heartbroken was Concubine Cao. Although she had no choice but to let Wen Yi become a means for Concubine Hua to fight in the palace, she really regretted it. As Wen Yi's biological mother, no one felt more pain than her, which made her whole heart focused on Wen Yi.

Wen Yi kept crying and making a fuss, not even giving the emperor face. The emperor helplessly threw down the rattle that had been shaking, squinted at the imperial physician and said, "The imperial physician is useless."

Although the emperor's tone was very calm, the imperial physician was still frightened and immediately knelt down at the emperor's feet to apologize, "I am incompetent." Concubine Hua, who was standing by, immediately smiled and tried to smooth things over, saying carefully, "Children's illnesses can't be treated in a hurry. I think the princess likes the water chestnut soup we brought in these days. Why don't we ask them to prepare some more so that everyone can taste it together."

"Okay, I'm hungry too." Upon hearing the emperor's words, Concubine Cao at the side immediately stepped forward and took Princess Wen Yi away from the emperor's arms. She had long wanted to hold Wen Yi and coax her, but because the emperor was holding her, it was not convenient for her to step forward and disturb the father and son.

When Concubine Hua saw that the emperor agreed, she could no longer hide her smile. "I'll send someone to give the order right away." After saying that, she quickly walked out with a smile.

Soon the water chestnut soup was served. Concubine Cao personally fed Wen Yi the soup. Everyone watched Wen Yi eat quietly. Seeing that Wen Yi was doing well, the emperor started to eat the soup with confidence. The queen gently stirred the water chestnut soup in the bowl with a spoon and said, "I saw Princess Wen Yi eating it with relish just now. She should be well soon." She knew very well the difficulties in the harem, and she would not easily eat such unclear food.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness." Concubine Cao's tone was filled with fatigue.

"It is also the credit of Concubine Hua's careful care. She has been very hard-working these past two days." The emperor didn't know that he had offended many people with his casual words.

Lady Cao, "She is suffering, but my Wen Yi is suffering. If she had less evil thoughts, my Wen Yi wouldn't be so sad."

Queen, 'Yes, yes, you are right, everything you said is right.'

Zhen Huan, "Haha, idiot, your daughter must have been tortured by her, she really deserves credit."

As they were talking, the sound of Wen Yi crying in the inner room could be heard again. Concubine Cao was even more upset when she heard the sound. The wet nurse came out trotting with Princess Wen Yi in her arms, "My lady, Princess Wen Yi is not feeling well again. She is vomiting milk again, and even vomited out the water chestnut soup she just ate." Concubine Cao held Wen Yi in her arms with a distressed look on her face.

"What's going on? It hasn't gotten better after two days of treatment, but it's getting worse instead?" The emperor has been listening to her words since the wet nurse came out.

The imperial physician at the side immediately knelt down with a pale face and said, "Your humble servant, your humble servant really doesn't know. Logically speaking, spitting up of babies mostly occurs when they are one or two months old due to pyloric stenosis. But now the princess is one year old." How could he know that the princess's biological mother would collude with others to drug the princess?

"It's useless." The emperor was a man who only looked at the results. Now his princess was suffering, and he didn't want to hear any reasons.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry yet. Let the imperial physician take a closer look." Zhen Huan said carefully, "Maybe something has been overlooked." Although she didn't know what was wrong with Wen Yi, she was afraid that such recurring symptoms were not caused by illness.