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Concubine Rong and Concubine Hui hurriedly stepped forward to say goodbye, and Concubine Hui said with an anxious look: "Your Majesty! The imperial concubine is weak and has a difficult birth, and the midwife asks whether to keep the big or the small." At the end of Concubine Hui's words, she was already very quiet, as if she was afraid of making Kangxi angry.

Kangxi gritted his teeth and said, "This group of waste!!"

The midwife, who was reprimanded by Kangxi as a waste, ran out with blood on her hands at this time, "Oh no! The imperial concubine is bleeding profusely!" she knelt down and kowtowed, "Please make a quick decision on the emperor, whether it is the imperial concubine or the imperial heir!"

Although Kangxi's face was dark, he said without hesitation: "Imperial Princess!!"

Zhao Yan's heart was shocked, how much Kangxi loved the prince. It stands to reason that concubines have a difficult birth -- don't say that they are concubines, even if they are queens, they have always been the heirs of the emperor! In those days, Empress Hesheri had a difficult birth, and wasn't it also the crown prince Yinren who was saved?

The night of Jingren Palace was full of a strong bloody atmosphere. With the hot night breeze of the summer night, it made people a little evil, and Zhao Yan couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose with a silk handkerchief.

The night sky was bright with stars, until the stars and moon gradually faded and the east turned white, and finally a baby cry like a cat meow came from the delivery room.

The child was born.

However, in order to give birth to the child quickly and to reduce heavy bleeding, the midwife used special pressure techniques, therefore, the child ...... Although he came to this world, he was as weak as a kitten, and he knew at a glance that he was congenitally deficient and could not be raised.

The midwives knelt on the ground, trembling, "The imperial concubine has no worries about her life, but the little princess is congenitally insufficient, and I am afraid that it is ......."

Kangxi looked at the red and weak child, and when he heard that it was a princess, a trace of remorse seemed to slip through his eyes, and then he made the choice...... Kangxi took a deep breath and advised, "Just take care of it with all your heart." ”

The Imperial Physician hurriedly said "yes".

The midwife said: "Although the imperial concubine Niangniang's life is safe, but she is bleeding heavily and hurting her body, she is only afraid of ...... It's hard to have any more children. ”

Kangxi was silent for a moment and instructed: "Take care of her body." ”

"Yes!"

Tong Jia's family in history did only give birth to a daughter, and there has been no child since. Now it seems that it has been fulfilled.

The little princess did not hold the three baptism ceremonies and the full moon ceremony, and it was obvious that Kangxi did not expect this child. After Emperor Tong woke up, it is said that she cried until midnight with the weak baby girl in her arms, crying so much that she almost fainted.

When Kangxi heard the news, he ordered Mrs. Hesheri, the mother of Emperor Tong's concubine, to visit the palace and take care of her daughter and granddaughter.

The doctors and midwives tried their best to take care of the frail child, but the little princess died in leap June.

No one was surprised to hear the news.

The child's death made Emperor Tong and Concubine Tong grief-stricken, and at this time, Zhao Yan and others no longer looked for her trouble, but rushed to Jingren Palace as soon as possible to take care of the little princess's funeral. The four concubines gathered, and even Concubine Yi, who was pregnant, came specially.

Emperor Tong Guifei seemed to have lost her soul, and her empty eyes were full of despair. Let the four concubines arrange up and down her Jingren Palace.

From the birth of the little princess to her death in the early hours of this morning, in two months, Kangxi ...... I have never come to visit Emperor Tong and the little princess.

Today is the day of mourning, and Kangxi still hasn't come.

Last night, Kangxi stayed at Zhao Chang's place, and Zhao Yan took the opportunity to ask him.

At that time, Kangxi said with a disgusted face: "It was her immorality that provoked the punishment of the heavens, so that the child died in childbirth!!"

Zhao Yan was silent.

When he was about to give birth, Kangxi chose to protect the university, and it was not wrong. The child has a difficult birth, and I don't know if I can save it, but of course it is right to protect the adult at this time. What's more, Kangxi has to worry about the status of the crown prince.

In fact, Kangxi also regretted it a little, and he even said to Zhao Yan: "If I knew that I was just a girl, I would keep it small, and this child might not die." ”

No one can guess about such a thing as having a child or daughter. Kangxi has no affection for Emperor Tong's concubine for a long time, but that child is his blood after all.

Concubine Rong looked at the slanting sun outside and sighed: "It seems that the emperor will not come, so it is better to help the coffin to go to the imperial mausoleum for burial." "——The child of the young cannot be stopped, and it can be sacrificed on the day, and it must be sent out of the palace before dark, which is an unwritten rule.

"Don't!!" Emperor Tong suddenly roared, her slender body suddenly pounced on the small coffin, and cried loudly, "My daughter—no one is allowed to take it away!"

Concubine Rong thought of her sons who died one after another in her early years, and couldn't help but feel pity in her heart, "The little princess has died, so the imperial concubine should let her be buried in peace." ”

"No! no!" Emperor Tong's face was full of mottled tears, and her whole person fell into a daze: "This palace ...... I finally got my own child, and now no one wants to take her away!"

Concubine Rong shook her head and sighed, and glanced at Concubine Hui and Zhao Yan, "How is this good?" Tong Jia's family is the imperial concubine, can't she forcibly go up and pull her away, right?

Zhao Yan looked at the sky outside, and said to Concubine Hui and Concubine Rong: "Two sisters, let's hurry up and send the little princess to mourn, otherwise it will be too late for the palace gate to fall later!"

Hearing this, Concubine Rong glanced at Emperor Tong Guifei: "But she ......" Emperor Tong Guifei still held the coffin and didn't let go.

Zhao Yan sighed secretly, turned her head and instructed Hu Qingxi: "Help the imperial concubine to go to the apse to rest." ”

As soon as these words came out, Hu Qingxi immediately stepped forward, and just as he was about to step forward, Qin Shou, the leader of Jingren Palace, hurriedly jumped out to stop him.

Zhao Yan said with a cold face: "If you can't mourn today! The emperor blames it, but he has to blame your master!"

Qin Shou hesitated for a moment on his face, then knelt down in front of Emperor Tong's concubine, and comforted him in a very gentle tone: "Niangniang, if you cry like this, it will only make the little princess more uneasy!"

Concubine Tong's eyes were red and swollen with tears, and she couldn't stop shaking her head.

"You're still young, you're healthy, and you're still alive. Qin Shou comforted again.

"Shengyang?!" Emperor Tong Guifei smiled sadly, "Do you still want to hide it from this palace until now?!" This palace ...... There will never be any more children in this life!" Emperor Tong burst into tears.

Qin Shou hung his head, speechless.

Emperor Tong's face was full of bitterness, "Your Majesty...... Why hasn't the emperor come yet?!" Her words were full of deep resentment.

Qin Shou lowered his head, still speechless.

Seeing this, Concubine Hui showed a little pity, and then instructed her chief eunuch: "Please go to the Qianqing Palace and take a look." Concubine Hui thought in her heart: Since the emperor has not come until now, I am afraid that he will not come......

"Huh!"

Concubine Rong had no choice but to say softly: "The little princess died in infancy, and the emperor can't bear to see it." ”

Emperor Tong was lying on her stomach and crying, crying so much that her body trembled. She wept for a long time, crying so much that her voice grew hoarse, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts. In the twilight, her cry, like a ghost crying wolf, gradually penetrated.

Twilight had fallen, but Kangxi still didn't come.