Chapter 527: The Coachman
In King Qi's opinion, since the child can't be saved, and Emperor Jingming is still outside, if he behaves too badly, it will be even more than worth the loss to disappoint his father.
"It's too much trouble."
"The prince has tormented the ministers." The imperial doctor sighed secretly, and hurriedly left this place of right and wrong under the pretext of prescribing medicine.
King Qi held Princess Qi's hand: "Princess, don't think too much, if you take care of your body, our children will have again." β
"No, there won't be a ......" Princess Qi was extremely sad and cried incoherently.
A trace of disgust flashed in King Qi's eyes, but there was no show on his face: "Princess, calm down, this is in the palace." β
His reminder was not listened to by the always virtuous Princess Qi.
Her abdomen hurts like a twist at the moment, her heart is like a knife, and she still cares where it is.
What about inside and outside the palace, the child she was looking forward to is gone, and the rest of her life is gone......
Princess Qi's cry became more and more miserable.
The grandmother who came was embarrassed: "Lord, it is inconvenient for you to stay here, so let's go out first." β
King Qi couldn't wait to leave this bloody place, and said with a deep pain on his face: "It's time to bother Mama to take care of the princess." β
King Qi saluted the queen, and gently comforted Princess Qi, then turned around and walked out.
Princess Qi had a miscarriage, and the blood was not stopping, although the queen was a woman, it was not good to stay for a long time.
For people with noble status, miscarriage is an unfortunate thing after all, even if the queen doesn't care, she will be said by the female official.
The queen gently persuaded: "Princess Qi, this palace knows that you are uncomfortable, and any woman who encounters such a thing will be uncomfortable." But people always have to look forward, the days are still long, you are still young......"
In response to the queen was a heart-rending cry.
The queen sighed and explained to Mama and the others: "Take care of the princess." β
Mama was busy responding, directing the palace maid to get busy.
The queen glanced at Princess Qi, who was described as miserable, and walked out.
King Qi, who came out first, gave Emperor Jingming a salute and said in a dumb voice: "My son is ashamed, so that my father and emperor are not comfortable on the first day of the new year." β
Emperor Jingming waved his hand: "That's it, don't say these words at this time." How is your daughter-in-law? β
King Qi shook his head heavily: "The child is gone, she can't stand ......"
Emperor Jingming sighed, not knowing how to comfort him for a while.
In ordinary people's homes, it is not bad to give birth to seven or eight children and be able to raise three or four, and it is not uncommon for women to have miscarriages. But it is not easy for Princess Qi to come to this child, he knows it.
"Why did your daughter-in-law fall?"
King Qi lowered his head and said sadly: "It's the son who is not good, and he didn't take good care of the princess." β
He could see it clearly on the horse, the princess's fall was too inexplicable, and he was the first to disbelieve it when it was an accident.
No one knows better than him how much the princess cares about this child, how could she accidentally fall?
But none of this can be mentioned to his father, he can only knock out his teeth and swallow blood.
"Well, it's happened, it's useless to be sad, but it's good that you're still young."
King Qi wanted to cry without tears, but he insisted and said, "Yes, my son understands." β
At his age, other people's sons have entered the school, and his son has not yet been seen, let alone in the critical period of competing with the third child. My wife is pregnant and has a miscarriage, so it's better not to have this child-
"Is everyone else scattered?" Emperor Jingming asked Pan Hai.
"Most of them are waiting outside the palace."
Emperor Jingming's face sank, and he said angrily: "What are you waiting for, let them hurry home!" β
One by one, they knew that they were causing chaos, and the people on Mama Duo's side were about to be killed, and they still couldn't ask a word.
Thinking of this, Emperor Jingming felt distressed.
Pan Hai took the order, looked around outside the palace gate, and said loudly: "The emperor ordered everyone to disperse." β
I couldn't help but gossip and asked, "Grandpa Pan, is Princess Qi okay?" β
Pan Hai thought that Princess Qi's miscarriage would not be able to hide it, and he was so happy that he couldn't offend people, and said, "The child is gone." β
Bursts of sighs sounded, and only God knows how much sincerity there is.
The carriages drove one after another, and in the end, only the carriage of the Qi Wangfu was left alone.
The coachman crouched beside the carriage, glanced at the guards patrolling back and forth, hugged the horse's legs and cried quietly.
The princess fell out of the car and had a miscarriage, and he must not be pleased.
"Shut up!" The approaching guard scolded.
The coachman wiped his tears and slowly stood up, his gaze suddenly shrank when he touched a certain place, and his expression gradually became frightened.
The side hall was so busy that the palace door was locked, and Princess Qi was carried into a soft sedan chair and accompanied out of the palace by King Qi.
Although Princess Qi had a miscarriage, the King of Qi and his wife did not have a reason to stay in the palace, and some rules were difficult to break even for the emperor and queen.
The coachman, who was leaning against the wall of the car but didn't dare to close his eyes, saw King Qi come out, and greeted him with a white face: "Lord Wang-"
King Qi was in the mood to talk to a coachman at this time, turned over on the horse with a calm face, and came to the soft sedan chair: "Let's go." β
The soft sedan picked up slightly.
The coachman looked, got into the carriage and raised his whip.
On the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, there were no stars and moons in the sky, just like King Qi's mood at the moment, a gloomy cloud.
King Qi couldn't wait to rush back to the palace, but felt that the road was extremely difficult.
The soft sedan finally stopped in front of the second gate of the Qi Palace.
King Qi got off his horse and said to the palanquin man: "Carry it directly to the gate of the main courtyard." β
There is no way to hug the princess in the palace, and you can't leave a ruthless impression on your father. He had already arrived in the mansion, and he didn't want to be stained with the smell of blood anymore.
The soft sedan chair stopped outside the main courtyard gate, and several maids and women surrounded and helped Princess Qi out of the sedan chair, and carried her to the house.
After some tossing, Princess Qi's face was not bloody, and it was terrifying to look at.
Several henchmen cried out: "Princess, princessβ"
"Shut up!" King Qi snorted angrily, and his crying suddenly disappeared.
Princess Qi moved her eyelids and opened her eyes with difficulty.
"What do you think?" King Qi's voice was gentle.
Princess Qi didn't know where she got the strength, grabbed King Qi's wrist, and hissed: "Lord, it's very slippery on the board-"
King Qi's eyelids jumped, and his first reaction was to find the shoes that Princess Qi had taken off.
In winter, aristocratic women used to wear boots, which were light and warm.
Because Princess Qi is pregnant, the boots are specially made and have no heels.
King Qi directly grabbed his boots and turned them over, stretched out his hand to wipe them, and then looked at the light carefully.
The black-brown dirt is a little sticky when rubbed.
King Qi's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he didn't care about what Princess Qi said and rushed out and went straight to the stable.
On weekdays, the coachman rests in the hood not far from the stable, so that he can maintain the carriage and take care of the horses.
At this time, the coachman, who was supposed to rest, remained in the stable, wiping the board with a damp cloth over and over again.
King Qi strode over, raised his foot and kicked the coachman's heart.
"What are you doing?"