Panicked footsteps rang out.

The Imperial Doctor is here.

Zhao Xiyan wiped her tears with her sleeve and moved out of the way.

The imperial doctor quickly stepped forward to check the injuries of Concubine Su.

Fortunately, Su Huan cried for a long time and a night, and he had long lost his strength. The impact was extremely serious, but not fatal.

The imperial doctor secretly breathed a sigh of relief and bandaged Concubine Su. Then let someone carry Concubine Su back to the bedroom with a wooden plank. Zhao Xiyan got up and followed.

After a moment, Su Huan was carried back to the familiar bed.

Her forehead was wrapped in thick gauze, and her face was pale and bloodless. The sharp pain on his forehead and the tiredness of his body hit him at the same time, and Su Huan quickly fell asleep.

Zhao Xiyan sat on the edge of the bed and guarded silently.

About half an hour later, Queen Su came down with the support of Fu Zi.

In just one day and one night, Queen Su suddenly aged a few years, and her waist was slightly bent when she walked, as if her whole person had been sucked away.

Zhao Xiyan got up to salute.

Empress Su waved her hand weakly, signaling that Zhao Xiyan did not have to salute. Zhao Xiyan stepped forward and helped Queen Su sit down. Empress Su slowly sat down on the chair, her eyes fell on the gauze on Su Huan's forehead, and she suddenly closed her eyes. Tears rolled down again.

Fu Zi turned around, wiped her eyes with her sleeve, and then whispered, "The queen mother is sad and sad, crying so much, now her voice is speechless."

Zhao Xiyan's heart was dark and heavy.

At this moment, no words are so pale and powerless that they cannot comfort a mother who has lost her only son.

"Mother's Day mourning, take care of the phoenix." After staying up all night and not sleeping, Zhao Xiyan's voice was a little hoarse: "His Royal Highness died young, and everyone was in great pain. The pain of the mother is better than everyone else. Your Highness knows the ground, and you must hope that Niangniang will continue to hold on."

Queen Su moved her mouth, but she couldn't make any sound in her mouth, and tears fell like rain.

Su Huan, who was sleeping on the bed, opened his eyes, groped and grabbed Queen Su's hand, and cried sadly and sadly: "Auntie, why did my cousin leave us behind."

Queen Su's whole body trembled, leaned down, and hugged Su Huan into her arms.

The two aunts and nephews, one lost his son and the other lost his husband, and they both hurt terribly. hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Zhao Xiyan also shed tears.

The crown prince did not live long, and he was destined to die short, and everyone was psychologically prepared. But the day came too suddenly. A good person, suddenly gone. Who can afford it?

Queen Su and Su Huan cried for a long time before they slowly stopped.

Queen Su couldn't speak, and only grabbed Su Huan's hand hard.

Fu Zi on the side endured sorrow and whispered: "Concubine Su, the queen mother has lost the crown prince, and she can't lose you anymore. You have to hold on and live well."

Zhao Xiyan turned her head, wiped her tears with her sleeve, and then turned her head: "Concubine Su, you promise the queen. Otherwise, the mother will not be at ease."

Su Huan swollen his eyes and bit his lower lip hard, and his lips were bloody. After a while, he finally nodded.

Empress Su's eyes flashed with water, and she stretched out her other hand and held Zhao Xiyan's hand.

Empress Fu Zidai Su opened her mouth and said, "This day and night, the princess has worked hard."

Zhao Xiyan calmed down and said softly, "Niangniang has always treated me very well, this is what I should do."

Empress Su's eyes flashed with water and she stood up. Fu Zi said in a low voice, "The princess has stayed up all night and hasn't slept all night, so it's better to take a rest here. Just accompany Concubine Su."

Zhao Xiyan nodded in response.

After Queen Su left, Zhao Xiyan lay down on the narrow couch on the side. My mind was chaotic and dark, and I couldn't sleep at all. Zhao Xiyan forced himself to close his eyes.

Su Huan's suppressed sobs rang out from time to time.

Zhao Xiyan sighed secretly in his heart.

The prince passed away, and the capital mourned.

Regardless of the grade, all the officials in the capital entered the palace and knelt down. The ladies and dependents also changed into plain clothes and entered the palace one after another to cry. Ordinary people have changed their filial clothes,

White flags were hung up in every house, and the city was full of vegetarians.

The East Palace Mourning Hall can't accommodate so many people. The prince's coffin was carried to the Golden Luang Palace. The courtiers all went to the Jinluan Hall to kneel.

In the coffin of the mourning hall of the East Palace is a pair of clothes from the prince's life. The ladies knelt in front of the coffin, each covering their eyes with a handkerchief, and wept.

In this cry, especially the daughters of the Su family were the most sorrowful.

Old Madam Su knelt on the coffin and cried heartbreakingly: "Your Highness, why are you so ruthless, leaving your mother and going like this!"

The Su family's hard work for so many years was ruined.

The Su family hasn't had time to plan for Su Huan, and they haven't been able to let Donggong pass their stepson as they wish. The prince suddenly left for the west. It's too late to do anything now.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Su felt like she had been plucked from her heart.

Among the bunch of Su family daughters, there is also a married Su Jin.

The moment she heard the prince's funeral letter, Su Jin was shocked and cried bitterly. After crying, he immediately changed into plain clothes and returned to the Su family, and entered the palace with the daughters of the Su family.

She has no love for the prince, but she has a deep brother-sister relationship. No matter what, you have to enter the palace to see the prince on his last journey.

I knelt and cried for a long time in a daze, and some palace people sent cold water and white steamed buns into the mourning hall. Su Jin barely ate a few bites, drank a sip of cold water, and couldn't eat anymore.

She closed her eyes, and suddenly saw a weak, pale and delicate face, and smiled at her: "Cousin Jin, you have to live a good life with your Cousin Meng. I'm leaving."

That familiar face slowly drifted away.

"Cousin!" Su Jin sobbed and stretched out her hand, and the face suddenly disappeared.

The mourning hall was full of weeping ladies kneeling. Su Jin's sad crying is not eye-catching in it. Even if there are one or two people who love to chew their tongues, they don't have the courage to laugh at Su Jin, who is really sad for the prince, when the prince's bones are not cold.

Mrs. Su fainted from crying, and was helped by her daughters-in-law to rest in the empty room.

It was getting dark again.

Mrs. Su fell asleep for a long time, and after eating half a steamed bun and drinking a bowl of cold water, she barely had some strength, and said in a dumb voice, "Help me up, I'm going to see poor Huan'er."

Yu Shi contributed silently.

The second daughter-in-law, Luo, suddenly covered her face with her hands and cried bitterly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince just went. What should I do with my poor Huan'er?"

Yu Shi didn't dare or couldn't say anything, and lowered his head.

It was Su Huan who entered the palace that day. Otherwise, the person who has lost her husband and has to be a widow for the rest of her life is Su Jin.

Luo's crying miserably, but Old Madam Su's heart was like iron and stone, and she glared angrily: "The prince was originally alive and well, but it was Murong Yan's cheap~ maid who killed His Highness by despicable means. Don't cry, come with me to Huan'er now."

Luo Shi choked and trembled, wiped his tears with his sleeves, and helped Mrs. Su to Su Huan's bedroom.