Chapter 8: The Death of the Treasure (3)

Shen Yuefu thought that she had received the news, so she greeted me outside the palace early, and when she saw me coming, she was surprised, stunned for a moment, and said with a light smile: "Sister is good?" Bao'er is sick and can't visit her sister. ”

I was just about to speak, when Bao Yuan asked, "Bao'er looked at it yesterday, and her spirit was already better, why did she ...... today?"

Yuefu hurriedly replied: "Don't worry, the emperor, Bao'er has been a little smarter recently, so she has learned some new poems, and I want to tell my father about it." ”

"Oh, I see." Bao Yuan's brows, which had been tightly twisted at this moment, were only loosened, and he smiled comfortably at me.

We wanted to respond with a smile, but we saw Bao Yuan calling happily to himself: "Bao'er! Boa! "Almost into the inner sanctum.

I was in the moment, and my heart became sad, after all, the child is the most important thing in his heart. It's a pity that my child......

Shen Yuefu stretched out her hand to help me, but I smiled and declined, letting her lead the way.

She looked much thinner, and her otherwise slender figure looked even thinner. After all, if you are a mother, your child is sick, and it is inevitable that you will be worried day and night, and you will not know the taste of food and sleep at night.

Now seeing her working so hard for her child, I am envious in my heart, after all, I can have a child to pay, and I am happy! Alas......

Sighing lightly, he entered the inner hall, only to see Bao Yuan and Xuan Bao having fun. Xuan Bao looks a lot thinner than before, but now he looks in good spirits.

Seeing me come in, Xuanbao obediently ran over to say hello. He thought that he hadn't seen me for a long time, or that he knew that I had lost my son, so he pulled me like a little adult and said a lot of funny things to make me happy.

Looking at this sensible child, I love and pity him more and more. Surrounding Xuanbao, he stopped in Tingfeng Xuan until the end of dinner this day.

When it was time to eat tea, Shen Yuefu suddenly knelt down to ask for a decree, wanting to go to the Huizhen Temple to pray for Xuanbao's fasting.

Bao Yuan is not allowed, and the Taoist temple fasts and prays for at least half a month, and now Xuanbao is still sick, no matter what, she can't be without being a mother.

But Shen Yuefu, who has always been gentle and obedient, stubbornly pleaded in every possible way, and was determined to go.

I also felt inappropriate when I heard it, but seeing that Shen Yuefu was full of tears at this time, begging bitterly, and feeling pity in my heart, I said: "Sister Shen is really inconvenient to go to Guanzhong to fast and pray for blessings at the moment, why don't Rui'er do it for you, go to Huizhen Guanzhong to fast and pray for blessings for January." ”

Bao Yuan said: "You are recovering from a serious illness, no." ”

I have made up my mind, and I persuaded him: "Please ask the emperor to ask for permission, this time I will go to see the truth, firstly, to pray for Xuanbao and keep it safe; secondly, it is also to do some extra effort for my child; In the palace for several months, there has been a lot of peace, fasting and praying for the emperor's worries, and the argument should also be gone by me, the head of the concubine. Please don't stop the emperor...... "Bao Yuan saw that I insisted, and finally had to agree."

The next day, I bathed and changed my clothes and joined the True View to pray for the blessing and elimination of disasters for Xuanbao.

Since that catastrophe of life and death, when the medicine stone has no spirit and the mortal medical officer is helpless, I have become more and more convinced of praying to the heavens and asking the gods to eliminate disasters. Coupled with my own experience, I am convinced that there must be a master in the underworld, but all kinds of causes and effects are not at all in front of me, and I can only do my best and obey the destiny of heaven!

In this way, the retreat fasts and recites sutras and prays for blessings for a month, hoping that the deceased will ascend to bliss as soon as possible, and the living will be happy and easy to raise, safe and auspicious.

However, in April, Xuan Bao's illness suddenly became critical, and even the iron fan talisman that had repeatedly worked began to be ineffective, Ling Xuan and Liluo exhausted all kinds of methods, but they did not get better, and the Tai Hospital was already in chaos.

I also worry about that child day by day, and on this day I suddenly remembered that Han Baozhen's brother Han Baosheng had been edicted to use Tang Materia Medica as the blueprint, refer to a variety of materia medica literature, and carry out proofreading, supplementation, annotation, and revision work, and compile the "Shu Hail Guangying Gong Materia Medica". I think that although this person does not work in the Tai Hospital, he is well versed in pharmacology, so if he is summoned to ask, he may gain something.

Immediately, he proposed that Bao Yuan Zhao enter the palace to consult with the medical officer, hoping to help Xuanbao's illness somewhat.

Han Baosheng was ordered to listen to Fengxuan for a consultation, and checked the medical classics in the library every day, but it backfired, but he couldn't find out the symptoms of Xuanbao.

Seeing that Xuanbao was getting weaker and weaker, becoming more and more skinny, and Bao Yuan's mood was becoming more and more unstable, sometimes irritable and sometimes worried, I saw pain in my eyes.

In a blink of an eye, it was the fifth day of the fifth month of May, and the weather began to be hot. And Xuanbao had a high fever again, and the person gradually fell unconscious.

In order to allow Bao Yuan to rest at ease for a while, I had to go to Tingfeng Xuan almost every day, and later, I had to personally command the palace maid to wipe Xuanbao's body with warm water to help the child cool down.

Looking at the child who was tormented by a high fever and had convulsions from time to time, my heart was also very sore.

Shen Yuefu stayed by Xuanbao's side almost sleeplessly, refusing to leave no matter who persuaded her.

Whenever Xuanbao had a high fever, she would keep kneeling in front of the statue of the Buddha and Bodhisattva to worship and recite the Buddha until the child's body temperature dropped.

However, the heavens do not obey people's wishes. On the tenth day, the imperial doctors were unable to return to heaven after all, and Xuanbao, who had just turned seven years old, died like this.

On that day, listening to the bitter wind and rain in the wind pavilion. Shen Yuefu hugged Xuanbao and refused to let go, and finally closed her teeth and passed out.

Since Xuanbao was critically ill, Bao Yuan stayed by the child's side all day long, and he stayed all night before the accident. Now he was hit hard by this, his eyes were bloodshot, his tears had dried up, he knelt in front of Xuanbao's bed, and kept calling: "Emperor, Emperor!" Listening to Fengxuan, the palace maid of the inner prison was even more crying.

The queen mother came to visit, and when Fang walked to the door, he was overwhelmed by grief, and had to be sent back to the Qinghe Palace.

My heart ached, and I accompanied Bao Yuan to stay in front of Xuan Baoling, and forcibly endured my sorrow and wept to comfort me.

He suddenly stood up straight, looked up to the sky and said: "Could it be that the heavens are punishing me, if there is karma, why don't you repay me on the earth, I want to take away my emperor repeatedly, I don't accept it, I don't accept it!" ”

I saw that his body was unstable and crumbling, and I couldn't help him, watching him fall to his knees on the edge of the bed, beating his chest and crying bitterly: "Bao'er, Bao'er! My baby. He's only seven years old, he's only seven years old! ”

The tears in his eyes rolled down like broken beads, I could feel the sadness and pain in his heart, don't say that this treasure that has been nurtured for seven years is my dead son who has not yet seen each other, and it is enough to take my mother's life!

Leaned down, held him firmly in my arms, choked and comforted: "Cry, cry and it's fine......" His body trembled so much, I stroked his back and wept wordlessly.

Baoyuan mourned, according to the precedent of Li Ping, the prince of Dezong of the Tang Dynasty, posthumously crowned the king of Xuanbao, posthumously presented the governor of Qingzhou, and the funeral ceremony was buried in accordance with the ceremony of the king.

Shen Yuefu died unfortunately because of Xuanbao, crying several times until she fainted, and finally she couldn't afford to get sick after sending Xuanbao.

She was sometimes awake and sometimes unconscious, and she kept talking nonsense in her coma, and when she was awake, she was also discouraged, and the sunlight was dull.

Thinking that we are both in pain of losing a child, I often listen to Fengxuan to visit, but every time she sees me, she will be frightened inexplicably, and sometimes she will pull me to talk nonsense, and keep saying that she can't live with me, everything is retribution.

In June, she was gradually able to control her emotions, but she was as haggard as a leaf in the wind. Later, she actually asked Bao Yuan to enter the meditation and wanted to become a monk.

Seeing her like this, Bao Yuan was sad and did not agree, so he had to persuade her not to think nonsense, but Yuefu actually broke off her ambition and insisted on becoming a monk.

In the end, because the people couldn't resist her, and they were afraid that she would do something more drastic, they allowed her to join the Truth Meditation and lead the practice.

On June 16, Shen Yuefu left the palace and became a monk to lead the practice for her deceased son. The night before Yuefu left, she came to Changchun Hall to say goodbye to me, knelt down to apologize to me, only said that she regretted not being at the beginning, and she couldn't live with me with a thought of greed, and said that she was willing to spend the rest of her life to wash away the sins of this life.

I only said that she deceived me about inviting pets, and I was busy saying that I had let go for a long time. But she was even more upset, and fell at my feet for a long time, asking for my forgiveness. Seeing her like this, my heart ached, but I didn't want to pursue the deep meaning of her words.

Looking around, the days of flowers in June were like weaving, but the palace of the Great Shu Kingdom was so bleak and miserable.

Xianru died, Yuefu became a monk, and the noisy but lively days suddenly became so desolate and lonely.

Bao Yuan was still immersed in the grief of losing his son and couldn't extricate himself, often thinking about tea and dinner, and his bones were thin, and the painful memories were clear and real, knocking him to the ground without concealment.

In the quiet of the night in June, the lights and candles in the Chongguang Hall were often bright every night, and I did not dare to call the palace people to turn off the lights, for fear that the endless darkness would finally destroy this man.

He is always in front of him now, and when I leave him to do something else, he will look around anxiously for me, looking at his helpless and frightened eyes, so fragile that I feel like I hear my own heartbreak.

If my miscarriage had left him in pain, then Xuanbao's death shattered many of his aspirations and hopes like a loud bang.

Now he is obsessed with a thought, often sighing that life is short, and the pain lasts forever.

Tingfeng Xuan has now become a sad place in the palace, and the two concubines Wang Xiujuan and Zhou Xiurong, who originally lived with Shen Yuefu, have also moved to live in Qixia Pavilion. It's just Xuanbao's dormitory, and Bao Yuan ordered it to be kept as it is.

Recently, I often hear Liang Shouzhen's report, Bao Yuan often goes to Tingfeng Xuan alone in the middle of the night when he lives alone, and sits in the Xuanbao dormitory and weeps silently.

I don't know how to comfort him, maybe it would be better to have the children with him at such times. So I often call Xuan Zhe to accompany me, and Jing Yi always asks Feng Yi to go to Chongguang Hall to say goodbye.

Gradually, Bao Yuan also began to cheer up and deal with the government. It's just that the spirit is not as good as before after all.