At night, Weiyang Pavilion.

When Yang woke up, it was already nighttime.

Yun Qian and Yun Rou both stood by the couch, not leaving an inch, and as soon as they heard the slight movement on the couch, they immediately surrounded them.

Watching Yang slowly open his eyes, both of them were overjoyed and excited.

"Concubine Fang, you're finally awake!" Yun Rou said happily, "Is there anything else you feel uncomfortable with?" The slave and maid ordered someone to invite the imperial doctor! ”

"Wait."

Yang Shi said these two words with difficulty, and he felt that his whole body was sore and sore, and his throat was dry and painful as if he had been cut by a knife.

Yun Qian hurriedly poured a glass of warm water, helped Yang to get up, and fed her half a cup of water.

Feeling that his throat was more comfortable, Yang hurriedly grabbed Yun Qian again, looking urgent.

"What about the kids? Bring the child to me and see, is it a boy or a girl? ”

Although Yang had not closed his eyes and fell asleep at the moment of giving birth, his mind was completely unconscious, blank, his ears were buzzing, and he didn't hear anything at all.

In other words, at this moment, the Yang family does not know whether the child he gave birth to is dead or alive.

"Concubine Daxi, you gave birth to a little boy, but at this time, the little boy is taken care of by the nurse, I guess I fell asleep, why don't you see it tomorrow? Now that you've been asleep all day, the slave maid will get you some porridge first. ”

Yun Rou's eyes flashed slightly, and she said comfortingly.

But Yang was keen, and immediately sensed that something was wrong, and his eyes immediately sharpened.

"I don't eat, since it's a big joy, you bring the child to me to see, the child can't come, I'll go to see him!"

"Concubine Side, you're still in confinement, you can't be so angry, slave, slave and maid, just go and bring it!"

Yun Rou couldn't resist her, pursed her lips, turned around and walked out quickly.

Not long after, a small swaddling baby with a red background and white edges was carried in, Yang couldn't care about his weakness, and reached out to take it, but the moment he saw the child, his heart suddenly cooled half.

She really didn't expect that the son she gave birth to so hard would be so weak.

The baby's skin in swaddling clothes is wrinkled, and it seems to be translucent, but the cyan blood vessels on the child's body can be clearly seen, and the whole doll is thin and small, and it doesn't have much weight in his hand at all.

At that moment, Yang only felt that his pregnancy was in vain.

His face was white and his hair trembled slightly, and his eyes were hollow, as if he had been drained of his strength and soul.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, why do you have to get up in the middle of the night, if I lie on the couch and slow down, I don't get off the ground, I won't fall down, I won't be born prematurely, and I won't give birth to such a child who can't be raised."

"Concubine Caution!"

Yun Qian hurriedly spoke up beside her, and motioned for Yun Rou to take the child away, and then straightened Yang's way.

"The side concubine is sad, the concubine knows it in her heart, but the side concubine can never say such an unlucky word, yesterday the side concubine gave birth, His Royal Highness stayed outside all night, it can be seen that he values our little son, you must not be like this, you have to take good care of your body, raise the little son!"

"Raised?" Yang smiled bitterly, showing remorse and unwillingness on his face, "This child, may not live, even if he lives, the womb is insufficient, where can he compare to the healthy son next to him in the future, this hardship, I will finally eat in vain." ”

Yun Qian was speechless for a moment, but continued to persuade again.

"This kind of thing comes out, the side concubine is sad, and His Royal Highness is also sad, no matter what, the side concubine has to take care of His Highness's thoughts, now that you treat the little prince carefully, Your Highness will think that you are good, right? You can't be foolish and ask Wutong Yuan to take the opportunity to deduct you from the charge of hurting the imperial heir. ”

I have to say that as soon as the crown princess moves out, Concubine Yang will come to the spirit.

At this time, listening to Yun Qian's persuasion, his heart eased up, but he also calmed down a lot.

I lay on the pillow for a while, and after thinking carefully about the current situation, I said in a deep voice, "Prepare some food, I don't have the strength." ”

"Yes, the concubine is going!"

Yun Qian immediately agreed.

There is a small kitchen in Weiyang Pavilion, and he has already ordered warm porridge and soup to nourish his body, and he was quickly served.

Yang used it, and then fell asleep again.

However, the news that she woke up in the middle of the night spread everywhere the next day.

Pei Yao rushed to the court and came to see her, which was regarded as attention.

After all, Yang Chengyu, the prince of Nanning Houfu, is still staying in Kyoto, which can be regarded as supporting the Yang family.

And in the Wutong Garden, the crown princess was also knocking on the ladies who came to ask for peace.

"Concubine Yang's premature birth was really an accident, the third prince was born in eight months, so there are few minions in this palace who have broken mouths chewing on the root of their tongues, I only say one, if I let me know who the minions in the courtyard have words that shouldn't be in their mouths, no matter what the relationship identity is, they will all be thrown out of the palace with a board, remember!"

"The concubine body remembers the instructions of the mother!"

The crowd got up.

Here, Zhao Liangdi is the fastest.

Who called these seven living and eight not alive words, she was the first to say it.

At this moment, Fang Yu followed the crowd to salute, and silently observed that the crown princess was very good today, and she seemed to be in a happy mood.

Thinking about it carefully, shouldn't you be happy, the Yang family gave birth to a son, but he is a sick man who doesn't know if he can raise it, this bargaining chip is not useful.

Returned to Biluozhai.

Qingrong couldn't help but whisper, "Liangdi, you said that Concubine Yang's child can't be raised." ”

"If you say this once, don't say it a second time, and others will hear it, but you curse." Fang Yu frowned and reminded.

Qing Rongdeng's face changed, and he nodded quickly.

However, Fang Yu still whispered back to her words.

"As long as the Yang family is not stupid, she should raise this child with her heart, and His Royal Highness will not treat her badly."

This is a vague answer.

Whether it can be raised or not depends on whether Yang is willing to take care of it.

It's inconvenient to talk about this topic for too long, so I didn't continue after saying this.

Just as Fang Yu was about to take off some gold and silver jewelry and put on his light and favorite clothes, he suddenly heard movement in the courtyard.

"What are you, relying on the fact that you are Fang Liangdi's aunt, you don't take the rules of the East Palace into account? Raise you up to call you Mama Song, in the end it's just a cheap, what kind of thing, dare to feed my son some messy things, say that you are still quibbling a few words, go, I want to listen, how can Fang Liangdi give me an explanation! ”

The scolding outside was ugly, and Fang Yu had already heard that it was Zhao Liangdi's voice, and at this moment, his brows furrowed, and he immediately got up and walked out of the house.

As soon as she came out, she saw Zhao Liangdi rushing in with someone in a menacing manner, followed by two grandmothers, pushing Song Qiuhe on the left and right.

Song Qiuhe, who was caught in the middle, looked embarrassed and helpless at the moment, and he didn't dare to squeak when he was scolded by splitting his head and covering his face.

Fang Yu looked at the situation in front of him, and his face was a little colder, but he still maintained etiquette in his mouth.

"What's wrong with Zhao Liangdi, Xingshi moved the crowd to escort my aunt back, and she scolded me here, if my aunt has any offense, please forgive Zhao Liangdi."

"I don't care about you, but if you want to touch my son, you can't!"

Zhao Liangdi said sharply, and raised her hand angrily to point at Song Qiuhe.

"You, a poor relative of Laoshzi, just fight the autumn breeze in your yard, and you don't know what mess to feed my son, and now my son has severe abdominal pain and diarrhea, you say, do you still want to ask Your Highness to be the master of this matter!"

As a mother, Zhao Liangdi is usually afraid of Fang Yu's favor, but once it comes to the eldest son, it doesn't matter.