Concubine Dun is an adult after all, taking good Chinese medicine and tonics, and stopping the naraushzidan mercury pills, her condition is gradually improving.

It was Hongchao, although the fever subsided the next day, but the cough did not stop, and finally stopped coughing, but the fever recurred.

A little child, where can you afford to toss like this?

He was too young, his body was too weak, and he had accumulated so much salmergor in his body that he couldn't use heavy medicine anyway.

In the end, even the court judgment and court order were ordered to go into battle, but in the end, they still failed to save the life of the eighth elder brother.

It was the early winter of the tenth year of Yongzheng, and on that day, there was a sparse light snowfall.

It was only four months since the death of the ninth elder brother, and the eighth elder brother, who was the same mother as the ninth elder brother, also left.

Shu Jin only saw the child, lying on the couch very quietly, not even babbling, as if he was sleeping very sweetly.

Concubine Dun's cry was a little hoarse, she held the thin child, she refused to put it in the coffin, she shouted hoarsely, "No! I don't believe it! How could the eighth elder brother die, he cried last night and said that he wanted to drink honey-"

Concubine Dun hugged the child who had no breath and was even a little stiff, stumbling, but she rushed towards Shu Jin, "Niangniang! Concubine Niangniang, save Fuyi! The concubine only has such a child! ”

"Fuyi?" Is Concubine Dun still calling Hongchao that in private?

Shu Jin sighed faintly, "Concubine Dun, the eighth elder brother has died, put him in the coffin, don't mistake the mage." ”

Emperor Xu Ba Elder Brother was suspended for three days, and Shu Jin, the concubine, had to be busy preparing for the funeral. The lama has already entered the garden, everything is ready, just wait for the eighth elder brother to lie down in the small coffin, and then he can do the work. Concubine Partialis made a fuss.

Shu Jin felt both sorry and troubled.

If you hadn't given Eighth Brother so much salmer, how could this kid have died from a small wind chill?!

Although Yongzheng is the culprit, your concubine is at least an accomplice.

Concubine Dun burst into tears, she hugged the child in her arms who had no body temperature, she shook her head vigorously, and there was already a little madness in her eyes, "No, Fuyi will not die!" Fuyi promised me that she would be filial to me and serve me to the end of my life! ”

Shu Jin closed his eyes, turned around and glanced at Zhang Shoufa, "Go and report to the emperor." ”

The blow of losing his son made Nian's brain a little confused, and Shu Jin really couldn't handle it. She glanced at the hour and then ordered, "Tell the lama to start doing things first." ”

Lan Ruo bent his knees and answered "yes", and went down to speak.

After a while, in front of the flowers and fruits, the scriptures were hummed, but there was a bit of mourning.

Listening to this voice, Concubine Dun's haggard face showed an irrepressible look of sorrow, she looked down at the child in her arms, and couldn't help crying, "Fuyi, Fuyi...... You open your eyes and look at Eniang......"

Shu Jin was slightly unbearable, so he turned around and went to the front of the spirit to put on the three pillars of fragrance.

It was also at this time that Yongzheng finally arrived.

Yongzheng, who lost another son, was naturally in a very bad mood, his eyes were dark and blue, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was afraid that he had not slept all night last night.

When he came to the Fuchun Palace, he saw Nian's holding the eighth elder brother and calling him "Fuyi", Yongzheng couldn't help but be angry, "What Fuyi?!" He's Hongchao!! ”

Shu Jin was shocked, and he was not busy and bowed humbly, "The emperor is angry, and Concubine Dun is just grieving excessively." ”

Concubine Dun raised her teary eyes and looked at the angry emperor in a daze, but as soon as her body was weak, she knelt on the ground with the child in her arms, "Your Majesty...... He is Fuyi, the Fuyi of the concubines......"

Shu Jin couldn't wait to cover his face, Yongzheng had long felt that the Fu character generation was unlucky, so he gave him the name Hongchao, you want to go against him!

Yongzheng was furious, and commanded with a black face: "Are they all dead?" It's all started to do things, so don't send Hongchao to the coffin soon! ”

When the emperor spoke, no one dared to hesitate, and the eunuch in front of the emperor didn't say a word, and hurriedly stepped forward to force the eighth elder brother Hongchao from Concubine Dun's arms.

The child was snatched, Concubine Dun seemed to be crazy all of a sudden, she staggered up, and was about to snatch her child back, she shouted hoarsely: "Fuyi! Give me back the blessings! ”

Looking at Concubine Dun's crazy woman-like posture, Yongzheng's annoyed face crossed a trace of imperceptible intolerance and pity, and he took a deep breath, "Concubine, so I can appease Concubine Dun." ”

Shu Jin's heart instantly sneered, where can I appease this posture?

Yongzheng turned around and was about to leave, but after taking a walk, he suddenly stopped, "I have asked someone to take Concubine Ning to the garden." ”

Shu Jin was speechless and looked at the sky, are you still not big enough?

But she refuted wordlessly, the only remaining son died, could she still not allow Ning Concubine to come to see Eighth Elder Brother for the last time?!

Shu Jin blessed his body, "Please also ask the emperor to mourn." ”

Yongzheng looked at the hazy winter clouds outside, and his tone was choked: "I ...... Four children were lost in succession. ”

An Guiren, Wang Changzai's two who had a miscarriage, as well as the eighth elder brother and the ninth elder brother.

It's four, indeed.

Shu Jin opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say, she would never dare to say the truth, but what nonsense should she say to comfort the emperor?

Shu Jin paused for a long time, but could only say dryly: "Please also ask the emperor to cherish the dragon body and mourn the change." ”

The sound of the lama's chanting and the crazy cry of Concubine Dun almost drowned out her voice.

But Yongzheng still listened to the truth, he looked back slightly, and there was an indissoluble sorrow in his eyes, "I ...... What exactly is being done wrong? ”

You're wrong with drugs! Shu Jin wailed in her heart, but she didn't dare to say more than half a word, and even she could only pretend not to hear the emperor's words.

Because—how could the emperor be wrong?

Shu Jin lowered his head and looked extremely humble.

But Yongzheng quickly restrained his grief and returned to his former solemn and indifferent appearance, "Eighth Elder Brother's funeral, the concubine is very good at it. ”

Shu Jin immediately stopped pretending to be deaf, "Yes, the concubine obeys the order!" ”

Seeing the emperor go away, Shu Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

The eighth elder brother has been sent into the coffin and covered with the coffin lid.

Concubine Dun threw herself on the small coffin, crying incessantly, and fainted from crying. At this point, Shu Jin's eardrums have only been slightly safe.

Looking at the little rice cake that fell to the ground unconscious, Shu Jin sighed, "Carry her back to the apse to rest." ”

Near noon, the first round of rituals was finally over, and Shu Jin was able to take the time to go back to the Ning Hall for lunch. Go check it out! ”

Well, I almost forgot, the Dog Emperor brought Ning Concubine here!

Concubine Ning can't be pinched to death with Concubine Dun!

(End of chapter)