Lord Fourth, Madam Has Tricked You Again

However, apart from the voice of the midwife's announcement, there was no other voice.

For example, the cry of a baby.

No matter whether it is loud or weak, there is no sound.

Not only that, but the inside suddenly became quiet.

If I listened to a few points with sharp ears, I didn't hear any sound.

For a time, the air was as quiet as death.

And this kind of uneasy silence seems to be contagious.

The people outside also held their breath, not even daring to breathe.

With a "crunch", the wooden door inside opened.

A midwife came out with a swaddling baby in her hand, wrapped in silver-gray brocade.

She walked to the center of the hall and knelt down.

And everyone's eyes stared at the baby in her arms.

I saw a thin baby wrapped in brocade with eyes closed.

Although the blood and fetal fat on the body have been scrubbed clean, it still looks terrifying.

"Queen Empress... Concubine Yu gave birth to a little elder brother, but unfortunately... she came out... and died. Even Concubine Yu fainted due to collapse. "The midwife is quite sad and authentic.

As soon as these words came out, everyone who was still full of expectations frowned.

No wonder there wasn't even a cry, it turned out to be a lifeless person.

Ruo Yin only glanced at it, then withdrew her eyes.

She frowned and asked, "How come she died after she was born."

"Oh, originally we were engaged in birth deliveries, there was a saying, raising seven but not raising eight."

"What is raising seven and not raising eight?" Ruoyin asked inexplicably.

"The specific situation is not clear to the minion, anyway, it is the same. It means that it is also premature, it is easy to feed for seven months, but it is difficult to feed for eight months." The midwife has never read books, only knows that based on the accumulated experience. , Come to such a conclusion.

It sounds a bit superstitious.

And the doctor Feng on the side opened his mouth and said: "As far as the minion knows, it is because of lung development problems. The lungs at seven months grow better than at eight months, so they are easier to feed."

If the sound seems to understand, nodded.

The midwife said it so mysterious before, and it sounded too superstitious, she didn't understand it too much.

Now that he was reminded by Doctor Feng, the professional knowledge he had learned in his mind.

As far as she knows, from a scientific point of view, fetal lung surfactants begin to be produced around July, and then slowly rise to a peak, which is easy to survive.

By eight months, it will decline and lack of lung surfactant.

It is easy to have difficulty breathing during labor, causing suffocation and difficult to feed.

Therefore, the general public will have the argument of raising seven and not raising eight.

But this also depends on the individual, not all situations are like this.

There are also seven months without support, but eight months but healthy.

It's just that, in general, it is easier to raise the child in seven months than in eight months.

"If this is the case, then settle the baby and wait for the emperor to go up and down, and then see how to arrange it. The doctor Feng stayed, and when Concubine Yu woke up, let her take a good look. In addition, for today's matter, the Forbidden City must be Blocking the news, if anyone dares to spread half a word, he will be killed with a stick!" Ruoyin's voice was deep.

The imperial affection in the royal family, this kind of disappearance at birth, has always been regarded as a bad omen.

Especially this first son after enthroned, the front harem has been looking forward to.

Adding this means auspiciousness and honor.

If people know it, it's gone, and don't know how those who are feudal and superstitious should talk about it.

More serious, it might be said that the Fourth Master murdered his father, tampered with his last words, grabbed his brother's throne, and did not honor his parents. That's why he was retributed, even God was doing it right, etc...

Therefore, you must wait for the news that Concubine Yugui had a stillbirth after her life with Zhuang Gui was over.

"Yes." The harem concubine and the servants in the house all knelt down and responded.

Concubine Qi was even more slanderous: "Queen, that... Si Age and Da Gege are still waiting for the concubines, the concubines won't stay here, so go back first."

When she spoke, her face was filled with disgust.

Maybe I feel bad.

Ruoyin's jaw is accurate. She glanced at the rest of the harem, and said lightly: "You all go back, but the affairs of Yikun Palace will be handled by the Department of Criminal Justice. At that time, someone will interrogate the supervisor and come to your yard to check it out. I hope everyone will cooperate."

"Yes." After several of Qi Fei responded, they went out one by one.

Ruoyin confessed a few things before returning to Yongshou Palace with his minions.

When he arrived at Yongshou Palace, the servant prepared Ruoyin for a bath with water and incense.

I also hung a moxa leaf at the door, all of which are used for bad luck.

At noon that day, the fourth master, who was busy after the next day, ordered someone to get the elder brother who had died outside the palace to bury him.

Because such a small baby cannot be buried in the tomb.

In this way, the three children of Concubine Yu, either only took their names.

Either you didn't even have time to get your name.

Let alone take the name of the Hongzi generation.

These three children disappeared in the Forbidden City forever...

As for the first son after ascending to the throne, he naturally had to postpone it.

I don’t know if it’s because of being too busy or numb.

Si Ye did not go to Yikun Palace to see Concubine Yu as the previous two times.

It's just a life slave, who has been rewarded with a tonic that nourishes his body, and he reviews the memorial in the Hall of Nourishment.

It was night, the brightly lit Yikun Palace, seemingly magnificent, but it gave people a sense of lifelessness.

There seems to be a layer of grief, covering the entire Yikun Palace inside.

Concubine Yu, who had been in a coma for most of the day, finally woke up.

The moment she opened her eyes, her eyes were dull and dull.

Those fascinating bright eyes have long lost their former glory.

Instead, it was hollow like a ghost without a soul.

Just stare at the painted checkered ceiling in a daze.

She took her lips and muttered blankly: "Ziqing, tell me, this is not true, okay..."

Ziqing looked at her master so distressed that she didn't know how to answer.

But she couldn't lie to her, so she had to coax: "Manny, it's all over, everything will be over, and it will be better."

At this moment, Concubine Yu only felt a sorrow and sorrow in her heart.

Something blurred her vision.

Then, there was a string of glittering tears in the corner of her eyes, silently falling on the silk pillow.

She just lay on the bed, shaking her whole body.

Even if there was no cry, the tears still flowed down like a broken string.

She cried silently at first.

Then a depressed, painful, uncomfortable, and sad cry came out from the already hoarse voice.

The sad crying, walking in the house with a trace, was infected with a layer of irreparable sadness.

Crying and crying, the suppressed crying turned into an uncontrollable howling.