The judges of the Tai Hospital all knelt at the feet of Emperor Chongming, and had already asked him to mourn and change. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two Zhaoyi who have been in the palace for many years, although Emperor Chongming does not have much love in his heart, he is more like a family member. It seems to be the back of his own palm and back of his hand, not to mention that Meng Zhaoyi still has his own flesh and blood in his belly.

Thinking of the little life that had not yet come to the world, and he couldn't even see the world outside at a glance, he was going to pass with his mother like this, and Emperor Chongming's eyes were red.

In his heart, heaven and man were at war, and Emperor Chongming was reluctant to let go of that young life, and he was even more unwilling to watch Meng Zhaoyi die of incense. He pursed his lips with difficulty, and asked hoarsely, "If you give up the baby and only keep the adult, is there any hope?"

As the judges shook their heads gloomily, Emperor Chongming's heart fell to the bottom again, and he let out a sigh.

The midwife who was kneeling on the side said timidly: "Emperor Qi, Zhaoyi Niangniang's fetal position is not correct, and the slaves and maids have tried their best, but they can't be reversed, and now adults and children are very dangerous." ”

The sun is like mercury in white flowers, pouring down all over the world. The sound of cicadas outside the window was louder and louder, and the sound made people anxious.

Listening to Meng Zhaoyi's heart-rending cries from time to time, Emperor Chongming was so anxious that he paced back and forth, and Empress Chu could only sigh silently. Xu Zhaoyi's heart was tightly pinched, looking at the delivery room with the curtain hanging deeply, for fear that the next moment would be suffocating bad news.

Murong Wei pulled Luo Pujia and rushed to Changchun Palace out of breath, seeing that the servants in the palace were all kneeling silently outside the palace, Meng Zhaoyi's miserable cry was particularly abrupt, and her heart was chuckled.

The two entered the inner hall, Murong Wei was unaware of the hidden fragrance at that time, and only wanted to go inside, but was stopped by Qin Yao beside Queen Chu and persuaded: "Your Majesty and Niangniang are waiting here, the princess is inconvenient to enter, so wait for the news here." ”

Luo Pujia frowned, slowed down and looked around.

Her nose was extremely pointy, and she picked up information only from the occasional scent. Following the scent, I suddenly found the woodblock resting on the desk.

At this time, there was no time to say more, Luo Pujia first ordered someone to move the woodblock to the courtyard, and then he solemnly saluted Emperor Chongming and Empress Chu who were sitting on the top, and recommended herself: "The courtier has studied gynecological medicine with Xianci, and she has the courage to ask Your Majesty and Niangniang for permission, and go in to see Meng Zhaoyi."

Emperor Chongming nodded busily, pointing to the location of the delivery room, only hoping that Luo Pujia would be able to rejuvenate herself.

Luo Pujia was not polite, she stood up and walked to the delivery room, Murong Wei accompanied her father and queen mother to wait in the outer hall, and Mama Luo hurriedly followed Luo Pujia's footsteps.

The delivery room was airtight, Meng Zhaoyi's hair was scattered on the plain white pillow, snorting and panting, sweating profusely, and the blood under her body stained the pillow and the clothes on her body red.

Although there were a few midwives around, they did not give up their last efforts. But he saw this formation, but he was just waiting for Meng Zhaoyi to breathe.

Seeing that the doors and windows were closed, Luo Pujia stood up for the difference, ignoring the taboo of not being able to see the wind in the delivery room, and ordered the window sash farther away from Meng Zhaoyi to be opened, so that fresh air from outside poured in.

Luo Pujia asked for hot water to clean her hands, and ordered someone to bring hot soju.

Taking out the silver needle he carried with him, Luo Pujia extinguished the poison with the flame of the soju, and put the needle on Meng Zhaoyi's acupoint. Putting his hand on Meng Zhaoyi's abdomen again, Luo Pujia sensed the position of the fetus, and ordered someone to take red ginseng for Meng Zhaoyi to hold a breath, and then stepped out of the delivery room and went to ask Emperor Chongming for instructions.

"The courtiers have no perfect solution, they can only try their best, and ask Your Majesty for permission", Luo Pujia rolled up her sleeves, she could only be simply blessed, her pale green silk shirt was simple and simple, and her expression was firm and full of confidence.

The jasper-like woman of the small family now has a momentum that cannot be turned around, and that calmness and calmness have increased the confidence of Emperor Chongming. Raising his hand to signal her to be flat, Emperor Chongming promised a thousand gold: "The pavilion master can rest assured to try, if Meng Zhaoyi's mother and son are safe, it is due to the pavilion master." If something happens, you should only be... It's just their fate. ”

The entire Tai Hospital is helpless, and if there is a glimmer of hope here, Emperor Chongming will not give up. He knew Luo Pujia's concerns, and also gave Luo Pujia the promise she wanted.

If Meng Zhaoyi died in childbirth, she would only blame herself for not being blessed, and she would never be held accountable for Luo Pujia.

"Thank you, Your Majesty", Luo Pujia took the reassuring pill, returned to the delivery room, and ordered someone to carry the wooden barrel that Meng Zhaoyi bathed in every day, mixed it with warm water that was neither cold nor hot, and then put Meng Zhaoyi into the wooden barrel.

Luo Pujia wore a pair of hands like a hundred butterflies under the water, sometimes massaging and kneading, sometimes patting and massage, and sometimes holding silver needles in Meng Zhaoyi's various acupoints to discharge the toxin.

The midwives were a little puzzled when they saw the birth in the water for the first time. Luo Pujia is the pavilion master of the Empress Dowager, and she has the consent of Emperor Chongming, so they can't argue with how to behave.

Only according to Luo Pujia's instructions, he kept changing the water and adding water to keep the temperature of the water in the wooden barrel unchanged.

Mama Luo also listened to Luo Pujia's arrangement, and fed Meng Zhaoyi some red ginseng, only to feel that the heat in Meng Zhaoyi's chest did not dissipate, and her breathing was much smoother than before.

There is still a trace of aroma in the water, hidden under the bloody gas in the room, except for Luo Pujia, who is born with a sense of smell, no one finds the mystery here.

After calling the water three times in a row, the smell of the aroma was almost inaudible, and Meng Zhaoyi's breathing gradually stabilized, and she could also cooperate with everyone. A room full of people saw hope again and lifted their spirits.

Luo Pujia's head and body were sweating profusely, and seeing that the barrel was filled with bloody gas, but the head of the fetus was not coming down for a long time, blaming Meng Zhaoyi for what happened to him, and his subordinates increased their strength.

The sudden pain caused Meng Zhaoyi to groan and almost faint, and the mother-in-law who was helping next to her timidly stopped. Luo Pujia shouted: "Can't you tell which is more important? ”

Su Rili only saw Luo Pujia and the wind and drizzle, even Mama Luo had never seen her speak violently, and at this time, seeing her frown, she had a little bit of the momentum of the pavilion master.

Several mothers-in-law were originally timid, but seeing Luo Pujia's skillful skills, they seemed to have a backbone. According to Luo Pujia's instructions, everyone started together again.

From the dawn of the day to the sunset, seeing that the lanterns were lit outside, Emperor Chongming and the others didn't even drink tea, they just waited anxiously.

Emperor Chongming was impatient to wait, and from time to time he had to send people in to inquire, but Empress Chu persuaded: "Your Majesty, don't mess with the pavilion master's mind, just said that Meng Zhaoyi was not good, and then said that it was gradually stabilizing." At this time, there is no news, but I am afraid that it is good news. ”