Jade Without Fragrance Chapter 325

   Chapter 325 Babies

   When Emperor Tai'an saw Po Wen's face, his heart sank.

  I haven't heard the baby cry. Could it be—thinking that Wu Guiren might give birth to a stillbirth, a layer of frost formed on Emperor Tai'an's face.

"stand up!"

   This low shout made Po Wen stand up immediately.

   Emperor Tai'an stretched out his hand with a sullen face, and opened the robe to look.

   A little baby in a red swaddle, although a little wrinkled, can see that his eyebrows are beautiful.

   More importantly, he opened his eyes slightly and his small mouth moved.

  Children are alive!

   Tai'an Emperor's joy burst out instantly, and was pulled back by reason.

  No, if the child is safe and healthy, even if it is a princess, these people should congratulate each other, instead of looking like a catastrophe is imminent.

   To know that there have been no children born in the palace for more than ten years, even for Emperor Tai'an, although being a princess is disappointing, after all, she is happy to be a father again.

   If he can give birth to a princess at his age, then he can give birth to a prince.

   "What's wrong with the child?" Emperor Tai'an lowered his voice and stared at Madam Wen with sharp eyes.

  Wen Po's face was pale and her lips were pale, but there was a layer of sweat on her forehead in the early winter night. She stretched out a trembling hand and undid the underside of the swaddling suit, turning it slightly.

   Emperor Tai'an glanced at the symbol of a baby boy, and then his pupils shrank, full of horror and disbelief.

   "This, what is this?" The emperor, who could calm down even when he heard about the war in the North, took a few steps back, his face was no better than that of the mother Wen who was holding the child.

   He shivered, frightened, and suddenly turned his head and retched.

   "Your Majesty!"

  The second half of the night in the palace is destined to be a dark second half of the night.

   Emperor Tai'an sat on the heated kang with his hair loose, but his whole body was terribly cold.

   "Your Majesty, drink some hot water." Liu Chuan held the water cup in front of Emperor Tai'an.

   He has also survived until now, and like a few "lucky people" in Hua'an Palace, he knows the reason for the emperor's reaction.

   He knows the ending of these insiders, most of them will keep their mouths shut forever, and the rest will carry this secret to death.

   Emperor Tai'an was indifferent to the hot water served by Liu Chuan, and murmured, "I don't consider myself faint, why is there such a punishment?"

   "Your Majesty, don't think so, it's not your fault—"

   "Then whose fault do you think this is?" Tai'an Emperor stared at Liu Chuan with bloodshot eyes, and asked, "Wu Guiren?"

  Liu Chuan twitched his lips, and big drops of sweat rolled down his forehead.

  Is it your fault Wu Guiren?

  How could a good woman give birth to such a child?

   But even if Wu Guiren was guilty, he died with a glass of poisonous wine.

   "Can't answer?" Emperor Tai'an asked Liu Chuan, but also asked himself, and finally laughed, "I know, this is God's will, it's God's will..."

  God's will has never been able to force it, he is not reconciled, the one who asks is the evildoer.

   In the Yuhe Palace at this time, a solitary lamp flickered with light and shadow, and Concubine Zhuang could not sleep.

   She stood up in her coat and looked in the direction of the Warm Pavilion.

  The little prince is now in the warm pavilion of her bedroom.

   She has seen it, it is a beautiful baby boy.

   Originally, this child had boundless blessings. As long as he was born safely, the crown prince would be in his pocket, and there would be no competitors after that.

  Unfortunately, it was just the original.

   Concubine Zhuang thought of Wu Guiren, who was drunk with poisonous wine in her drowsiness, and felt that she was unfortunate and lucky for a while.

  Unfortunately, the mother lost her life with Zigui's hope in vain. Fortunately, Wu Guiren didn't know what kind of freak he gave birth to until he died.

   The baby's cry suddenly came. In fact, the cry was not loud, because it was too quiet but could be heard clearly.

   Concubine Zhuang's heart skipped a beat and her face turned pale.

  The emperor asked her to take care of the little prince temporarily, but until now she did not have the courage to approach the child for half a step.

   A child who looks so normal has a tail on his butt!

   She is also a woman and a mother. She sympathizes with Wu Guiren's fate, but she can understand the emperor's cruelty.

   The war has just subsided, but the royal family has given birth to a prince with a long tail. Once it spreads, rumors that Da Zhou will die will surely spread.

  The baby was still crying, it sounded like a kitten.

   Concubine Zhuang was distraught, disgusted and scared. She couldn't tell why, but she finally walked to the warm pavilion.

   "Niangniang." The palace servants who were in charge of taking care of the little prince greeted him one after another.

   Due to the abnormality of the little prince, the palace staff originally prepared for the little prince were not used. For the time being, there was only one nurse, a maid and two calm palace maids guarding the warm pavilion.

   "Did you quarrel with you?" Mammy asked carefully.

   Concubine Zhuang ignored the mother's words and saw the baby being coaxed by the nurse.

  The baby wrapped in the swaddle was small and soft, and those eyes clearly couldn't see anything, but they met Concubine Zhuang's gaze.

   Innocent, ignorant, pure, eyes that do not know the future storms in the world.

   Concubine Zhuang's eyes suddenly became sour, and her heart softened.

   "Take good care of the little prince and don't neglect it. You have to remember, this is the little prince."

   "Yes." The palace servants responded in unison, and because of Concubine Zhuang's beatings, she put away her contempt.

  Yeah, no matter what, this is a prince, and he is still raised by Concubine Zhuang's side. If they are confused and neglectful, they may be in trouble.

   Concubine Zhuang saw that they had really listened, glanced at the little baby, and turned back to the house.

   In fact, she had no idea in her heart, and did not know how the emperor would arrange this child in the end. After the emperor has completely calmed down, it is possible to deal with this child like Wu Guiren did...

   The little soft baby flashed through her mind, and Concubine Zhuang sighed in her heart.

   That's all, at least these few days in her palace, she just wants to give birth to the poor child.

   This night, many people did not sleep peacefully. When they found out that the emperor did not go to court, they couldn't hold back their curiosity, and surrounded Liu Chuan who announced the matter.

   Liu Chuan sighed heavily.

   This sigh made the scene quiet, followed by a more urgent question: "Eunuch Liu, what's the situation?"

   Liu Chuan swept over the ministers and said with a heavy face: "Wu Guiren gave birth to a little prince last night, and died of blood collapse."

   Everyone blurted out and asked, "The little prince—"

   Frankly speaking, all they care about is the imperial heir.

   "Little prince... the situation is not very good..." Liu Chuan said hesitantly, and hurriedly left.

   So Baiguan Xungui soon knew that the newly born little prince had a disease in his womb, and it was hard to say whether he could support him or not.

   For this reason, the emperor did not go to court for several days.

  All the ministers unanimously expressed their understanding, who made the emperor only the young prince and a son except for the king of Liang.

   Emperor Tai'an really was not in the mood to deal with the courtiers. In the past few days, he was thinking about what to do with this child.

   Perhaps it is best for everyone, including himself, to let the child go with his biological mother.

   Emperor Tai'an thought so, and slowly walked towards Concubine Zhuang's bedroom.

   (end of this chapter)

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