The Empress of the Qing Dynasty is from the Northeast

"What's going on? How come that woman got pregnant so quickly? Where's Dong? Go and call Dong to me!" Concubine Li was so angry that she smashed the teacups all over the floor.

Qiu Tang stepped forward to comfort him, "Master, calm down. She is only one month pregnant. It is still uncertain whether she can give birth to the baby! It is not known whether it is a boy or a girl. How can she be compared with you? The second prince is now smart and lively. Tomorrow, you can take the second prince to pay respects to the prince. He will definitely be happy."

Li Jingyue laughed in anger, slapped Qiutang in the face, and said sternly, "What do you know? That bitch was born in the Manchu army, and her status is noble. If her child is born, will my Hongyu still have a chance to succeed? Where is Dong? Didn't they say that her father has found the medicine? Why hasn't he sent it in yet?"

After being slapped, Qiutang dared not say anything. The eunuch Wei Deyun and his concubine Dong hurried over.

"Master, concubine Dong is here." Wei Deyun bent over and reported.

It was late at night and the dew was heavy. Li was calling out anxiously. Looking at Wei Deyun's appearance, it seemed that something big had happened. Dong did not dare to delay either. She tidied herself up a little and hurried over.

As soon as he arrived, he saw Li losing her temper. He thought to himself that it was not good, as he was being treated as the one taking the anger out.

Thinking back on what happened in the mansion today, I understood that he must have been angry about Fu Cha's pregnancy.

Li Jingyue was furious when he saw Dong's beautiful face. He pinched Dong's chin viciously and asked sternly, "Didn't your father say that he found the medicine? Why didn't he send it in? Did you do it on purpose? Did you watch that little bitch lying on my neck on purpose?"

Dong was so nervous that she dared not move. She answered carefully, "I found it, but it's not the first day of January yet, so I haven't sent it yet."

Li Jingyue was extremely anxious, as if Changning's son would be born tomorrow, and she urged her to find a way to get the medicine in tomorrow.

Here, Mrs. Li was going crazy and forcing Mrs. Dong to swear that she would die if she couldn't get the medicine. However, the sound of a baby crying was heard nearby, which suddenly woke up the obsessed Li Jingyue.

"Is it Hongyan who is crying?"

Qiu Tang hurriedly carried the Second Prince Hongyan over, only to find that his face was red and his body was burning hot. She hurriedly shouted, "The Second Prince has a fever, Master!"

Li Jingyue panicked and asked Wei Deyun to call the court doctor while she took her son in hand and tried to comfort him.

Hongyan was just over one year old. The little child was crying so hard that he was gasping for breath, his little face flushed red, and the wet nurse and the maids were kneeling on the ground.

"Useless! You are all useless! How can you take care of the Second Prince? If anything happens to the Second Prince, I will report to Lord Beile and have you all beaten to death!"

After shouting, Li Jingyue was worried about scaring her son in her arms, so she quickly patted the child. Seeing her son's uncomfortable look, she was also anxious.

Hongyan has always been in good health, so why did he suddenly have a fever?

What happened today? That bitch got pregnant. When she got pregnant, her son got sick. Could it be that her child brought bad luck to her son?

This must be the case! Otherwise, why would Hongyan fall ill so suddenly? The more Li thought about it, the more suspicious he felt.

Then, she turned her head and stared at Dong, saying in a sinister tone, "You go back first, and remember to bring the medicine in tomorrow. As long as Fu Cha and her evil son die, my Hongyan will be safe."

Being stared at by Li Jingyue's venomous eyes, Dong felt a chill in her heart. She nodded woodenly and left Fu Yue Yuan.

"Qiutang, go and invite the prince." Li Jingyue half-closed his eyes, forced himself to calm down, and began to think.

Qingzhiyuan

The two had just finished a great harmonious movement of life. Yinzhen touched the belly of the woman in his arms, and felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart. He was really happy. He was looking forward to having a healthy and smart son, especially one born by Changning.

The eldest son, Honghui, was sensible and well behaved, but his health was not good. Every time he was seen, he seemed to be getting weaker. Even the imperial physician in the palace said that this child might not grow up.

The second son, Hongyu, was healthy and lively, but he really disliked Li's arrogant and domineering character and didn't want her to teach the child badly. However, Hongyu was still young, so he thought that after two or three years, he would raise Hongyu in the front yard and teach him personally, just like Honghui.

He had only one daughter. Although she was weak and couldn't stand the wind, he managed to raise her until she was three years old. Yinzhen gave her a Manchu name, Yierha.

He was not particularly satisfied with any of the three children, and he only hoped that Yao Xian could give birth to a healthy child. A son would be better, but if it was a daughter, it would not be a big deal, and he would teach her well. A Manchu woman should also be able to ride, shoot, and practice martial arts.

While Yinzhen was still imagining how to teach his child, Su Peisheng hurriedly reported, "Master! Master! The second prince has a fever."

Hearing this, Yinzhen quickly got up and dressed. His movements were a little too big, waking up Changning from her sleep. She was dazed and couldn't open her eyes. She muttered, "Master, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. You sleep well. I'm going to go out and take a look. I'll be back to accompany you later." After saying that, he patted Changning and kissed her on the forehead. He watched Changning fall asleep before leaving.

Fu Yueyuan hurriedly summoned the court physician and requested that the palace gates be opened to summon the imperial physician. Everyone in and outside the palace knew that the fourth prince's second son was probably in trouble.

Yonghe Palace

De Fei had just gotten up when she heard that the fourth prince had sent someone to open the palace gates and summon the imperial physician last night. She couldn't help but frowned and asked, "How old is the child?"

Mammy thought for a moment and answered, "More than one year old."

"Alas," De Fei sighed, "I'm afraid it's not good. Such a young child can't resist the slightest disturbance."

Seeing the sad and lonely look on Concubine De's face, Nanny knew that the Empress was recalling sad things. The Empress had three sons and three daughters, but only the Fourth Master and the Fourteenth Master survived. The Fifth Princess also died after getting married the year before last.

After a while of being sad, Concubine De calmed down. She had lost so many children that she became numb. "Whose child is this?"

"The child of Concubine Li."

"Oh," De Fei thought for a while, and suddenly said, "The fourth son sent a letter yesterday saying that Fu Cha was pregnant?"

"Yes, she said she is more than a month pregnant."

"Yes," De Fei nodded, "The fourth son now has only two sons. I don't know how long Honghui can hold on. If something happens to Hongyan again, won't there be no children in this mansion? Let's see if Fu Cha is so lucky."

People in Yonghe Palace were sighing, and people in Qingzhiyuan were also talking about this matter.

Changning only vaguely remembered that Yinzhen went out last night and said he would come back later to accompany her. When she woke up this morning, she found out that the second prince was seriously ill. It was said that even the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician was of no use.

"Amitabha, the child is innocent after all." Nanny Zhang whispered.