At night, Weiyang Pavilion.

When Yang woke up, it was already midnight.

Yun Qian and Yun Rou were both standing by the couch, not leaving even an inch. As soon as they heard the slightest movement on the couch, they immediately gathered around.

Seeing Yang slowly opening her eyes, both of them looked happy and excited.

"Concubine, you are finally awake!" Yunrou said happily, "Are you still feeling unwell? I will order the imperial doctor to come right now!"

"etc."

Yang struggled to say these two words, feeling sore and exhausted all over his body, and his throat felt dry and painful as if it had been cut with a knife.

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

Feeling that her throat felt better, Yang hurriedly grabbed Yun Qian again, her expression anxious.

"Where is the child? Bring the child quickly and let me see. Is it a boy or a girl?"

Although Yang was still asleep with her eyes closed at the moment after giving birth, her mind was completely unconscious, her ears were buzzing, and she heard nothing at all.

In other words, at this moment, Ms. Yang didn't even know whether the child she gave birth to was dead or alive.

"The concubine is very happy. You have given birth to a little boy. However, the boy is being taken care of by the wet nurse at the moment. He is probably asleep. How about you come and see us tomorrow? Now that you have been sleeping all day, I will make some porridge first.

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Yunrou's eyes flashed slightly and she said comfortingly.

But Yang was keen and immediately noticed something was wrong, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"I won't eat. Since it's a great joy, you can bring the child to me and see him. If the child doesn't come, I'll go see him!"

"Concubine, please calm down. You are still in confinement. You cannot be so angry. My slave, I will just go and bring you!"

Yun Rou couldn't resist her, she pursed her lips, turned around and hurried out.

Not long after, a little swaddle with a red background and white edges was brought in. Regardless of her physical weakness, Yang stretched out her hand to take it, but the moment she saw the child, her heart suddenly went cold.

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

The skin of the baby in the swaddling clothes was wrinkled and seemed to be translucent. You could clearly see the blue blood vessels on the baby's body. The whole baby was so thin that it didn't weigh much in the hand.

At that moment, Yang felt that her entire pregnancy was in vain.

His face was white, his whole body was trembling slightly, and his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if his strength and soul had been drained away.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, why did I have to get up in the middle of the night? If I had lied on the couch and slowed down, I wouldn't have fallen down, I wouldn't have been born prematurely, and I wouldn't have given birth to such a baby who couldn't be fed.

child."

"Concubine, be careful what you say!"

Yun Qian hurriedly spoke from the side and signaled Yun Rou to take the child away, then straightened Yang and said.

"The concubine is sad, and I know it in my heart, but the concubine must never say such unlucky words. Yesterday, the concubine gave birth, and His Highness stayed outside all night. It can be seen that he values ​​our young master, so please do it"

You can't do this, you have to take good care of yourself and raise the young master!"

"Raise him up?" Ms. Yang gave a wry smile, with regret and unwillingness on her face, "This child may not survive. Even if he survives, he will not be as good as the healthy young master next to him in the future. This child will suffer.

I ended up eating in vain."

Yun Qian was speechless for a moment, but continued to comfort her.

"When something like this happens, the concubine is sad, and so is His Highness. In any case, the concubine has to take into account His Highness's thoughts. Now that you treat the young master attentively, His Highness will feel good about you, right? You can't be confused and call me

Wutong Garden will take the opportunity to accuse you of harming the emperor's heir."

It has to be said that Concubine Yang will be refreshed as soon as the Crown Princess is moved out.

After listening to Yun Qian's persuasion, I felt relieved and calmed down a lot.

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

"Yes, I'll go right away!"

Yun Qian agreed immediately.

There is a small kitchen in Weiyang Pavilion. I had already ordered warm porridge and nourishing soup, and they were quickly served.

After Yang used it, he fell asleep again.

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

Pei Yao hurriedly came to see her before going to court to show his attention.

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

In Wutong Garden, the Crown Princess was also beating the female relatives who came to pay their respects.

"It was an accident that Concubine Yang was born prematurely. The third son was born in eight months, so there are bound to be some minions in this palace who talk nonsense. I will only tell you one thing. If you ask me who knows the minions in the courtyard,

If words that shouldn’t be used pop up in the text, no matter what the relationship status is, they will be slapped and thrown out of the palace, remember!"

"I remember your Majesty's instructions!"

Everyone got up hurriedly.

Among them, Zhao Liangdi is the fastest.

She was the first to say that these seven were alive and eight were dead.

At this moment, Fang Yun followed the crowd and saluted, silently observing that the Crown Princess looked very good today and seemed to be in a happy mood.

If you think about it carefully, shouldn't you be happy? Yang has given birth to a son, but he is a sick boy who doesn't know whether he can raise him or not. This bargaining chip is of no use.

Back to Biluozhai.

Qingrong couldn't help but whispered, "Liang Di, do you think Yang Concubine's child can be raised well?"

"I have said this once, and you are not allowed to say it a second time. If others hear it, they will just treat you as a curse." Fang Yuan frowned and reminded.

Qingrong's expression suddenly changed and she nodded quickly.

However, Fang Yun still whispered back to her.

"As long as Ms. Yang is not stupid, she should raise this child with good care. Your Highness will not treat her badly."

This is a vague answer.

Whether it can be raised depends on whether Yang is willing to take good care of it.

It’s not convenient to discuss such a topic for too long, so I didn’t continue after finishing this sentence.

Just when Fang Yun was about to take off some gold and silver jewelry and put on his casual casual clothes, he suddenly heard a movement in the courtyard.

"Who are you? Just because you are Fang Liangdi's aunt, you don't take the rules of the East Palace seriously? I call you Aunt Song just because I am flattering you. After all, you are just a cheap maid. What the hell do you dare to feed my son?

You are still making excuses for these messy things. Come on, I want to hear how Fang Liangdi can give me an explanation!"

The scolding outside was unpleasant, and Fang Yun already recognized the voice of Zhao Liangdi. At this moment, he frowned and immediately stood up and left the room.

As soon as she came out, she saw Zhao Liangdi rushing in with people in an aggressive manner. She was followed by two nuns, pushing Song Qiuhe on the left and right.

Song Qiuhe, who was caught in the middle, looked embarrassed and helpless at the moment. He was scolded all over his face and did not dare to say a word.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Fang Yun's face became a little colder, but he still maintained politeness on his lips.

"What happened to Zhao Liangdi? He mobilized a large number of people to escort my aunt back, and she came here to scold her again. If my aunt has been offended in any way, please forgive me for 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 finger angrily at Song Qiuhe.

"You, a poor relative of Lao Shizi, are just blowing the autumn breeze in your yard, but you don't know what kind of mess to feed to my son. Now my son has severe abdominal pain and diarrhea. Do you want to ask me for this?

Your Highness is here to make the decision!"
Chapter completed!