In the first half of the night when singing and dancing, the bright moon hanging in the night sky was bright and bright, and at this time it was only the night with the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon seemed to have exhausted its brilliance, and it was gradually obscured by the ethereal dark clouds.

Relying only on the dim light of the guiding lantern to expel this long darkness, no matter how much it hits, it can only illuminate a small piece of land in front of Chu Zikai and Yu Zhao, and the road at the end of the palace road is as dark as a cave with ghosts, which makes Yu Zhao stunned, and he walks cautiously with steady steps every step.

"Ahh

A terrible scream in the air broke through the darkness, and it was clear that it was still far from Concubine Ling's palace, but this voice clearly told her how intense the pain was at this time, so frightened that Yu Zhao's body shook, and she subconsciously shrank her body, wanting to get close to Chu Zikai beside her to seek refuge.

"Don't be afraid," Chu Zikai took Yu Zhao's hands over, held them tightly, and after comforting her, he walked forward with her, but Concubine Ling's scream just now also made his palms sweat, which gave comfort to others, obviously, he couldn't find any confidence at all.

Walking together, both of them had a worried heart, and then turned a corner, and finally arrived, and it was almost there, and the Jinghua Building where Concubine Ling lived could be brightly lit from a distance, and there could be a noise as far away as a long street, indicating that there was chaos inside at this time.

Since it is still chaotic, maybe there is still room for salvation, Chu Zikai stabilized his mind with this hope, and couldn't help but speed up his pace a little more, almost trotting, to the gate of the Jinghualou Palace.

The imperial doctor Weng who was on duty outside the hall was sweating profusely, kneeling on the ground and constantly reading the medicine and writing prescriptions, the sound of the steady woman urging the soup and hot water in the house was not broken, and some palace people hurriedly went in and out, and the wooden basins that were brought in were all filled with steaming hot water, and when they were brought out, they had all turned into basins of bright red and terrifying blood.

From time to time, Concubine Ling's heart-rending shout was heard, and a terrible sound overshadowed it, piercing people's eardrums with pain, and a timid palace maid was startled by this cry in a hurry, and fell down from the steps, the basin in her hand was unstable, and she was knocked over, and the blood splashed out for a long time, almost splashing on Chu Zikai and Yu Zhao, who had just entered the door.

"Your Majesty has arrived—"

"Ahh

Feng Yuntong's voice of the arrival of the imperial car sounded at the same time as Concubine Ling's miserable angry shout, the latter actually overshadowed the former's limelight, setting off a turbulent wave in the hearts of everyone present, and then, it was as silent as stagnant water.

The people who had been crying out for a long time suddenly lost their voices, and there were no shrill cries of children who were expectant, not even a single or two low breath that symbolized premature birth and frailty. The people outside knew that there was a lot of luck and little luck, and they knelt down and bowed their heads and didn't dare to make a little movement, so they all held their breath and waited for Chu Zikai to speak.

"How is Concubine Ling?" When he asked this, Chu Zikai held Yu Zhao's hand with unprecedented strength, and the sudden unusually calm at this time made him panic like a mess, and as far as his eyes could see, blood was splashed on the ground. "Can the child be saved?"

His eyes were full of red representing despair, and without waiting for others to reply, Chu Zikai actually knew the result, and the worry in his heart suddenly fell, and the sadness with the pain of his heart then rose, and there was no luck to support him to walk forward, and his steps became extremely heavy.

Imperial Doctor Weng looked at the situation in all directions, stepped forward tremblingly, bowed his head and replied: "Your Majesty, Concubine Ling was accidentally invaded by scorpion venom, and she was so shocked that she was born prematurely, and the prince was not yet full-term, and he was frightened and injured, and Weichen was terrified, I am afraid that I dare not fully guarantee ......"

The tragedy seems to be a foregone conclusion, there is no need for anyone to guarantee it, Imperial Doctor Weng didn't dare to finish his words, and there was no need to finish speaking, everyone knew what he wanted to say afterwards, and they were already mentally prepared to meet the consequences, but they all instinctively had a little expectation, hoping to seek God's mercy and give a turnaround.

But God has little mercy on the world, when it is time to give pain, he is unwilling to forgive people for a second to buffer, as soon as the words of Imperial Doctor Weng fell, he saw the old lady beside Concubine Ling crying and rushing out, she seemed to be very sad, and she held on to the pillar in front of the hall without any manners and sat on the ground, bowed her head and pounded the ground, and cried out of breath:

"Mother's life is hard, little prince...... I'm really out of breath to live......"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the cry spread around in an instant, Chu Zikai stopped in disbelief, the suppressed sadness in his heart was too heavy, so that he couldn't breathe steadily, and he gasped a few times before he was calmed down, and then all the strength in his body was lost in an instant, his head and hands hung straight down, and his eyes were full of loss.

The pace was like being dropped by a thousand catties, and he had to put his greatest strength into every step, which dragged Chu Zikai out of breath, and the palace people around him grieved with him, crying louder and louder, and the sadness became more and more blurred, even Yu Zhao, an outsider, couldn't help but feel sad, and she didn't dare to think about how Chu Zikai felt in her heart at this time.

People are not grass and trees, even the Son of Heaven at the top of ten thousand people is just a mortal, he can't bear the pain in his heart and has no way but to vent it, and after struggling for a long time, Chu Zikai finally couldn't bear the loss, turned around and hugged Yu Zhao tightly, and he had to use the body temperature in his beloved's arms as medicine in order to withstand the heart-wrenching pain.

It's not as heart-wrenching as heartbreaking, but it's like the pain of flesh and meat being twisted by a knife, for the respect of the Ninety-Five, it can be suppressed, as a father, it hurts when it is suppressed, and the overall situation is important, Chu Zikai chose to treat the former as the former, so he couldn't vent unscrupulously, he could only grit his teeth and bear it silently, which added a bit of torture.

At the same time, Feng Yun had already arrived with the imperial doctors, and when he saw the mess in the Jinghua Building, he also knew that the dragon heir in Concubine Ling's stomach in the building had encountered an accident, and he had no skills to return to the sky, so he didn't dare to act without authorization, so he even led the imperial doctor to kneel.

"Your Majesty, let's go in first......" Yu Zhao silently endured Chu Zikai's silent frustration, and also comforted him with silence for a while, and then asked: "Let's go in and see Concubine Ling, no matter what, we must know what happened first, if we let this child go innocently, it shouldn't be." ”

"Okay," Chu Zikai replied weakly, he calmed down and endured his emotions, and walked in with Yu Zhao according to his words, and entered the door, the elegant light veil in the hall of the Mirror Flower Building covered the pale woman on the bed, and anyone could feel that her heart was like ashes.