Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 2132 Any words are pale
The Fuyang Palace where the new emperor Xuanyuanzhan lived was filled with bright yellow everywhere. On the bed sat Xuanyuanzhan wearing a dragon robe, holding the pale and bloodless Murong Jingxue in his arms.

Kneeling beside the bed was an old man about 50 years old wearing an official uniform. Murong Jingxue had a white veil on his hand, and at this moment the old man in official uniform was putting his fingers on the veil to help Murong Jingxue Snow felt the pulse.

Tang Wei stood aside, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn by Yu Duxi, two lines of clear tears hung on her scarred face, her white teeth bit her red lips tightly, her eyes were full of tears He stared at the bed motionlessly, twisting the handkerchief in his hands.

"Vill."

A worried voice came, Tang Wei turned her head and saw the Eldest Princess Xuanyuanxuan walking quickly, her eyes turned red, she ran over to the Eldest Princess' arms, grabbed Xuanyuanxuan's clothes with scarred hands, A pair of eyes were full of self-blame: "Mother, I'm sorry, I'm useless, I didn't protect Jinger well, that made Jinger become like this." Another line of tears flowed down while speaking.

Xuanyuanxuan's nose was sour, and she rushed over from Tangjiabao immediately after hearing the news. Tang Wenyuan was also coming, but thinking of the old lady at home, someone had to be by her side to keep her steady, so she left him at home to wait for the news .

"Wei'er, don't cry. It's not your fault. Mother, go and see Jing'er first." Xuanyuanxuan patted Tang Wei's back, looked towards the bed, and said to Tang Wei, "Wei'er, stop crying." Mother, go and see Jinger first."

Tang Wei wiped her tears and stood up straight from the eldest princess' arms.

Xuanyuanxuan came to the bed in a few steps, seeing Jing'er like that, his heart throbbed in pain.

"See the queen mother." Tang Wei saluted Bei Tangxin who had rushed over after hearing the news.

Beitangxin waved her hand, walked around her, and came to Beitangxin's side.

"See." Xuanyuanxuan was about to salute, but was lifted up by Beitangxin, both of them looked at the person on the bed.

The old imperial doctor in official uniform withdrew his hand to feel the pulse, knelt back and kowtowed respectfully to Xuanyuan Zhan, when he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Bei Tangxin: "How about it, imperial doctor?"

The imperial physician turned around on his knees, and was about to salute Beitangxin, but was stopped by Beitangxin: "Forget it, let's get to the point."

"Yes, Empress Dowager, Miss Murong's pulse is very weak, the old minister is really powerless, please forgive me by the Empress Dowager."

He has studied medicine for many years, and he is really helpless with this angina pectoris!

Xuanyuanxuan staggered, but fortunately Beitangxin supported her. She looked at the person on the bed with a pale face, tears streaming down her face.

A hoarse voice of "roll" came from the bed, the imperial doctor opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but seeing Xuanyuan Zhan's appearance, he finally turned into a sigh, packed up his things, and retreated respectfully.

"Zhan'er." Bei Tangxin felt distressed seeing Xuanyuan Zhan like this, and just about to say something comforting, she saw two crystal clear tears falling from Xuanyuan Zhan's eyes and falling on Murong Jingxue who was holding him tightly on the back of the hand.

Beitangxin's chest suddenly stopped, she sighed softly, and finally swallowed what she wanted to say.

For him at this moment, any words seemed so pale and powerless
(End of this chapter)