"Jun'er,"

In the study of the prince of the East Palace, Queen Su's mournful crying and calling were heard: "Jun'er, wake up! Father and Queen Mother are here, wake up."

The crown prince Xu Jun was lying upright on the bed, with a miserable white face and no blood.

Four hours have passed since the onset of the disease. From morning to dusk, the sky darkens little by little.

All the doctors in the Imperial Hospital gathered here, and they tried their best to make the prince wake up.

The prince's breathing became weaker and weaker. It is like a candle that is about to burn out, and it will be extinguished at any time.

Queen Su sat on the edge of the bed, tears falling like rain, crying hoarsely, crying red eyes.

Emperor Yongming didn't cry sadly, he just sat on the wide chair in a daze, his eyes staring at his son's pale face.

Murong Yao, Murong Shen, father and son were still kneeling outside the East Palace.

The princess of the King of Beihai was the first to enter the palace.

All the important ministers of the court entered the East Palace and waited outside the dormitory.

Several feudal princes also came, but except for the prince of Yingchuan, who followed the Son of Heaven into the prince's study at the beginning, the rest of the prince's princes were not able to enter.

The air in the study stopped flowing, and it was so thick and dreary that it was breathless.

The prince of Yingchuan has been standing in the corner and has not made a sound. The bed was already surrounded by the imperial doctors, and from the angle from which he stood, he could only see a pile of human heads. Occasionally glancing at the unconscious prince from the gap, the prince of Yingchuan lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth were quietly hooked.

This accident is simply a wonderful chess game flying from the sky. There is no harm to him.

Looking at the heavy faces of the imperial doctors, you can guess that the prince's situation is very bad. Perhaps, never to wake up again.

The taste of waiting for the enemy to die turned out to be so wonderful.

The prince of Yingchuan pulled the corners of his mouth again silently, and soon returned to his sad color.

I've been waiting for half a day.

Zhao Xiyan silently raised his eyes and glanced at the sky.

The sun gradually sank in the west, and the dark clouds drifted from nowhere, obscuring the brilliant sunset, dark and dreary, like a gloomy mood.

The hosta and begonia also stood for a long time, and their legs and feet were already sore. However, even the master was standing, and the two maids naturally couldn't complain about being tired.

Look again, those sixty or seventy-year-old white-haired old ministers are also standing!

Several princes of the feudal kingdoms gathered together, and their expressions were solemn. The prince of the West River suddenly whispered, "It's getting dark, and it's not a way to wait like this. I'll go in and see what's going on."

Wang Shizi of Pengcheng hesitated for a moment, and reminded in a low voice: "There has been no movement in the study, I think His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not woken up yet. At this time, my cousin should not let people spread the word."

Let's not talk about the emperor's reaction, I'm afraid that I won't be able to find an inner servant who dares to enter the study to spread the word.

The prince of Xihe said in a low voice, "I'll try first." As he spoke, he looked around, called an attendant over, and opened his mouth to order, "You go in and pass the word."

The chamberlain shrunk and knelt down, and did not say a word, so he kowtowed three times to apologize to the prince of Xihe.

The prince of Xihe looked gloomy, stretched out his leg and kicked the waiter. The chamberlain was kicked in the heart, and blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The prince of Pengcheng was taken aback, and hurriedly pulled the arm of the prince of Xihe: "Cousin is calm. At such times, the thoughts of the emperor and the queen are on the prince, and the cousin must not cause trouble."

The prince of Xihe snorted from his nose.

The innocent chamberlain who was kicked in the heart covered his heart, got up and retreated.

The movement here is really not small, and the eyes of the ministers swept over, and each of them twisted their brows.

This prince of the king of Xihe has a violent temperament and is impulsive and irritable. I can't bear it when the time comes.

Speaking of which, several princes of the feudal kingdoms have been in the capital for more than two years, and their temperament and temper have their own shortcomings. The prince of Xihe is impulsive and reckless, the prince of Yingchuan is insidious and shameless, and the prince of Pengcheng is as weak and sickly as the prince. The prince of Pyeongchang and the prince of Hanyang, who have a thin sense of existence, are timid and cowardly, and they have no responsibility and no growth

Place.

Compared with them, Xu Jing, the son of the King of Beihai, is indeed the most outstanding and excellent son of the Xu family.

It is no wonder that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince chose Xu Jing. Even from the perspective of these courtiers, they also think that Xu Jing is the best candidate for the prince.

The concubine of the Xihe Wang, Cao, leaned closer to Zhao Xiyan's side, and said in a low voice, "Brother and sister, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not woken up, have we been waiting here?"

Zhao Xiyan was in no mood to speak, so she only nodded.

She is here, representing the Beihai Palace, and she is her husband Xu Jing.

Don't say stand for half a day, even if you stand until tomorrow, you have to stay.

The princess of the King of Xihe glanced at Zhao Xiyan in a complicated mood, and wanted to say something, but endured it again.

At this time, another courtier entered the East Palace.

In the past half of the day, all the ministers in the court have known the bad news of the prince's heart attack. The important ministers with weight all entered the East Palace. If the prince can wake up, they can celebrate in the first place. If the crown prince just closed his eyes and went west...... They can also send the prince on his last journey.

All the subordinate officials of the East Palace also silently gathered outside the study.

At this time, the people standing outside the study were overlapping, to say the least, there were dozens of people.

Everyone was waiting anxiously.

Suddenly, a sad old woman cried out of the door.

Zhao Xiyan frowned.

The white-haired Su Zhangyuan and the sobbing Mrs. Su entered the East Palace tremblingly with the support of their children and grandchildren.

In terms of official positions, Su Zhangyuan is not the highest. However, Su Zhangyuan is the prince's maternal grandfather, and Mrs. Su, who has been "recuperating" in the inner house, is the prince's maternal grandmother. As soon as the two of them appeared, everyone immediately backed down and made a way.

Only Zhao Xiyan, who was standing at the front, didn't move.

She watched Old Madam Su walk in with tears in her eyes, and said lightly, "The imperial doctors are administering first aid to His Royal Highness the Prince. His Highness may wake up soon. Old Madam Su, don't cry, don't damage the blessings of Your Highness."

Old Madam Su raised her head angrily, didn't wipe her tears, just tremblingly stretched out her hand and pointed at Zhao Xiyan and scolded angrily: "This is the East Palace, what are you, dare to stop me." Get out of the way, I'm going to go in with my grandson."

Everyone was startled and quickly looked up.

I saw the princess of the Beihai King, who had always been low-key, her pretty face was like a layer of frost, and her black eyes looked at Mrs. Su, who was relying on the old man and selling the old man: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is unconscious, everyone is anxious, waiting quietly here. Old Madam Su is crying and making trouble, what is the reason?" qδ.net

"This is the East Palace, Old Madam Su wants to make a fuss, go back to the Su family's house as soon as possible."

Old Madam Su became more and more angry, and raised her voice and said angrily: "The prince hasn't swallowed his breath yet, this East Palace, it's not your turn to show off your martial arts and might!"