Chapter 600: The Great Prince is critically ill

He put the medicine to his mouth, swallowed it as if nothing had ever happened, and then picked up the small bowl and began to use his supper.

is worthy of being a prince, even if he is really a prisoner, but his etiquette will always be there.

When the meal was finished, the people outside came in again and cleaned up the table, and the third prince picked up the pen and continued to copy the ancestral teachings.

I don't know how many times the candlestick on the table has been changed, and it is already the third watch at this time, but he still hasn't slept, and even the eunuch on the side yawns carefully.

However, the three princes were still sitting at the table, and the calligraphy and paintings were neat and serious.

"Your Highness, it's already late at night, let's rest and write again tomorrow."

"No," the third prince wrote on the paper again, "the palace is not tired. ”

That night, he sat on the table all night, sleepless.

Until the second day, his eyes were bloodshot, but he still did not rest, which also made the eunuch on the side extremely anxious, and he also secretly thought, what's the matter, are these three princes evil or what?

Shouldn't you smash the table, smash the chair, and tear up what you have written?

It's just one night, and I've already changed my character, but it's really evil.

And the eunuch hurriedly told the guards at the door about it, and the guards naturally didn't dare to delay, so they went to find the emperor, and the three princes are currently only grounded, not deprived of the identity of the prince, so his identity is still the prince, and if he can't guarantee it, he will come out in the future, and then sit on the whole country.

"En......" The emperor raised his eyelids lightly.

"He's not smashing things?"

"Yes," said the guard, lowering his head very much, and then arching his hand, "the third prince has been writing all night, and he still hasn't rested for a moment. ”

"Let him copy it."

The pen in the emperor's hand has not stopped, and he still has a lot of twists and turns to be approved, and seeing that he is about to take out a part of the silver from the treasury to improve the people's livelihood, he is really happy not to see it.

Of course, the third prince is no longer smashing things, but it also gives some comfort to his father's heart, at least he has grown up and is sensible, of course, it depends on him whether he can know how wrong he is.

"Let's go down."

The emperor waved his hand lightly, and also let the guards go down.

As for the third prince, he woke up and woke up again, but he didn't sleep all night, what is this, when he was the prince, he had to work tirelessly every day and every night, and there was never a trace of relaxation and slackness, even if he sat on this dragon chair, he had never seen him sleep well.

Who knows how difficult it is for such a crumbling country to hold up?

Therefore, the emperor is indeed deeply unimpressed by the fact that the three princes are almost all self-harming, and the prince born by himself naturally understands it, and it is difficult to guarantee that this is not a bitter trick for him.

The emperor ignored the three princes, and the three princes still copied the book as if masochistic, and stood to the point of not eating or sleeping, until the third day, suddenly, he felt a sweetness in his throat, and then a mouthful of blood also spurted out, mixed with black ink, it was shocking.

The pen in his hand fell, and when consciousness disappeared, she heard the voice of the eunuch shouting like a madman to find the doctor, and the corners of his lips were hooked upward, and then he knew nothing.

"What?" The emperor stood up suddenly, but because he sat for too long and got up too straight, he directly felt his head dizzy, if it wasn't for Gonggong Hu behind him to support him, he might have fallen his own.

"You say, the third prince is critically ill?"

How is this possible, the emperor doesn't believe it, how can this be critically ill, the body of the third prince is good if he is small, and he has grown to the present. On weekdays, I haven't even had a cold, how can I be critically ill?

He believed anyone who was critically ill, but if it was the third prince, he didn't believe it at all.

Let's go, take me to see it.

The emperor hurriedly asked Gonggong Hu to help him go, and at this moment, his palms were also sweating, and even his forehead began to ooze a lot of sweat, and almost all of his back were wet heavy clothes.

No, yes, no, absolutely not.

This is a bitter meat plan, and this must be a bitter meat plan.

He, the prince, has been smart since he was a child, and he is also good at scheming and scheming, I am afraid that even the former emperor is inferior to him, so he can calculate, how can he calculate his life and lose it, so he doesn't believe it, he absolutely doesn't believe it.

It's just that when he arrived at the third prince's bedroom, and then saw a bunch of eunuchs and palace maids kneeling on the ground, as well as a few eunuchs, his heart couldn't help but tighten.

The eunuch on one side carefully uncovered the samana, and when the emperor saw the three princes lying inside, he couldn't help but take a step back.

He stretched out his finger and pointed to the face that collapsed like dead ashes, that is, the third prince who had lost his breath for a few stops, and after the corners of his lips moved for a long time, he couldn't say anything.

This can't be, this is not his third emperor, this thin is like a ghost, and he is about to become a ghost, and it is definitely not his emperor.

Especially the blue gray and vegetable color of this face, it is obvious that people are going to return to the world soon.

The imperial doctor also tiptoed aside, tremblingly talking about the illness of the three princes, and none of them were saying good things, and what he expressed was very obscene, that is to say, the three princes are like this, I am afraid that they will be more auspicious.

And the emperor was originally disappointed in the heart of the third prince, but at this time, it was also because of this desperate father's love that he changed again.

Of course, he felt sorry for this emperor in his heart, he was not good, yes, he was not good, if he hadn't forced this son in the first place, he would not be critically ill now, and it was his recent ignorance that made him like this.

The emperor is really heartbroken now, and the life and death of the three princes are also unknown, the eunuchs and palace maids who knelt on the ground want to cry without tears, and several imperial doctors are covered with cold sweat.

The heirs of the royal family are thin, and now he only has so many sons, and only the third prince and the fourth prince can inherit the unification.

Of course, if the emperor is really angry to death, they will also be buried with him, even if the emperor is not angry to death, but if the three princes have any accidents, I am afraid that their lives will be explained here, and it is a dead word in the end, nothing more than sooner or later.

"The eldest prince is critically ill?" Holding the teapot in one hand and the cup in the other, he poured the tea in the cup into the tea bowl, and then put it in front of Shen Qingci.