Chapter 89: The Replaced Incense (First Update)!!

  Hurriedly, Xia Qi Qi stepped into Zhao Zi Yue's inner chamber.

  Inside still has a faint scent of incense, but can't suppress that one stock of thick bloody smell.

  "Your Majesty..."

  The maids in the inner chamber, as soon as they saw her, all had red eyes and knelt down.

  At the beginning of summer, there was no time to talk to them. He took a big step forward, stretched out his hand and took out the pillow that Zhao Ziyue had placed under her head, laid her body flat, and then used the pillow to support her lower limbs, placing her in a position with her head low and feet high to ensure blood supply to her brain and vital organs.

  She only started treating Zhao Ziyue's wrist injury under the bewildered gaze of the maids. She had cut her wrist artery with scissors to commit suicide, and it was clear that she had been determined to die, as the cut was very deep. Although the maid who attended to her had already roughly bandaged her when they carried her out of the purification room, the fresh blood still gushed out profusely, seeping into the bed and staining it red, with no signs of stopping, a truly frightening sight.

  "Wuuu... Princess..." A little maid was sobbing.

  At the beginning of summer, Qī (a Chinese character) pinched her Zhōng Chòng hole and whispered softly to cheer her up.

  "Zi Yue, you must hold on."

  Zhao Ziyue would certainly not answer her.

  She was bleeding profusely, her body cold and wet, her small face pale as a sheet of paper, with purple lips and fingernails, her pulse extremely weak, already in shock.

  If in later generations, at this time should be transfused for her, supplement plasma.

  But this child fundamentally does not possess this condition.

  Summer Seventh's forehead was covered with cold sweat, "Gauze!"

  She called out in a low voice, and Li Mo, who was standing by, handed it over to her.

  She nervously replaced Zhao Ziyue's bleeding with the antiseptic gauze she had prepared in advance, layer by layer, wrapping it around her wound to compress and stop the bleeding.

  After a while, the whole house was quiet.

  The girls didn't dare to breathe, but she was fully focused on rescuing Zhao Ziyue, completely unaware of the sounds around her. After a long time, the bleeding stopped, but Zhao Ziyue still showed no signs of waking up.

  Before the seventh of July, Qingteng asked with tears in her eyes.

  "Your Highness, Princess... will she be alright?"

  On the seventh day of summer, he didn't see her and didn't answer her, and called Li Mo again.

  "Silver Needle!"

  Li Mian handed over the silver needle, Xia Chuyi took it and undressed Zhao Ziyue's clothes, pinched the needle on her lower abdomen, took the Guanyuan point, and pierced one inch straight in. This is the best acupuncture therapy for external injury bleeding too much to cause hypotension leading to shock.

  But...

  Several rounds of CPR came down.

  She administered the injection and fed her the medicine, Zhao Ziyue's complexion also improved a lot, no longer as pale and cold as a dead person, but still showed no signs of waking up.

  Xia Zhiqiu tightly pursed her lips, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and didn't make a sound. She knew that even in this era, with such good medical conditions, there would still be some people who would die from shock, and there was no way to save them. Now she could only do her best and leave it to fate.

  Her solemn expression infected the maids in the house.

  Soon, the suppressed crying sounds became more and more frequent.

  "Princess, princess...... waaahhh......"

  There were some maids crying, perhaps not truly heartbroken for Zhao Ziyue, but afraid that if she really died like this, the old emperor would hold them accountable as well. However, her loyal maid Qingteng was indeed overcome with grief, collapsing onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.

  "Prince Consort, you must think of a way to rescue the princess..."

  Xia Chuiqi let out a sigh, exhausted to the point where her voice was hoarse.

  "It will be alright."

  With tears in her eyes, a bright light reignited, Qingteng hastily asked, "When will she wake up?"

  This question is really hard for Xia Chuyi to answer.

  The girls found out too late, Zhao Ziyue had lost too much blood and didn't have the conditions for a blood transfusion. Although they took a series of emergency measures, her vital signs were too weak and she didn't have a strong will to survive. After fainting, it was uncertain when she would wake up again.

  "Don't be sad, look at her good fortune."

  What's going on? Qingteng was stunned, and tears burst out of her eyes.

  "Son-in-law, please, think of a way, think of a way..."

  Is there a way she wouldn't want to? Xia Qiuli suppressed the sorrow in her heart and glanced at her lightly, "When you have nothing to do, talk to her more and encourage her more. Now I'll go draft a prescription first, and think of a way to get her to take the medicine later."

  As soon as she came out of the inner room, she saw two ghosts standing there.

  "How is the princess?" His eyes were bloodshot, his cheeks swollen, and his tone was filled with urgency, pain, regret, and a hint of helplessness.

  But this is also a very difficult question to answer.

  He roughly told him about Zhao Ziyue's situation, and the already ugly face of Er Gui became even darker, another slap landed on his already swollen face.

  "It's all my fault! It's all my fault..."

  On the seventh day of summer, she glanced at him and couldn't help but sigh - this matter was indeed a case of making an old mistake.

  "Ghost brother, don't worry too much either. Everyone has their own fate, this matter is not your fault."

  She flicked her sleeves and sat down on a chair, spreading out the prescription paper.

  Now she no longer needs Li Miao to help her write prescriptions, although her handwriting is a bit ugly, but after these days of learning, she can already skillfully use traditional Chinese characters to write prescriptions.

  Dark ink falls on the medicine paper, one stroke and another smile.

  But in her eyes, she always saw that pool of fresh blood.

  Bright red blood stained Zhao Ziyue's bed thoroughly.

  Women in feudal society are really not easy. A princess who was pampered all her life, a 14-year-old girl, how much courage does it take to cut a knife on her own wrist?

  ……

  ……

  An hour later, Xia Qiyue applied the second dose of medicine to Zhao Ziyue's wound, and then had Yatou help lift her head, pry open her mouth with a spoon, force-feed her the medicine, and administer another injection before putting her back in bed and withdrawing.

  She didn't leave Qingtangyuan.

  But also did not show too much pain.

  From head to toe, she remained calm and did what needed to be done without being like those silly girls who looked as if the sky had fallen just because they were a bit unhappy.

  Good things don't go out the door, bad things spread for a thousand miles. The matter of "the princess's suicide" is too big, in the Jin Wang Fu, it can be said that even if they wanted to cover it up, they couldn't. Xia Chuqi didn't dare to take charge of this matter carelessly, apart from sealing off the news within the fu first, he had already sent someone to find Zhao Zun and bring him back earlier.

  Of course, on the side of the old emperor, she has not sent anyone to inform him yet.

  This matter can be big or small, she thinks it's best to wait for Zhao Zun to come back and deal with it then.

  Otherwise, the old emperor would get angry and before she could understand what was happening, her head would be chopped off, which would not be worth it.

  After a whole afternoon, she was so hungry that her stomach was stuck to her back. Just as she finally sat down to have a proper dinner, people from other courtyards in the mansion came over to visit the princess. Especially Dongfang Wanyi, who was good at stirring up trouble - before she even entered the room, her crying voice had already been heard inside.

  "Princess..."

  As soon as she walked to the front of the bed, she knelt down with a thud.

  "Princess, your life is so bitter. When you wake up, you must make the person who harmed you suffer a terrible death. Let her be cut into a thousand pieces, torn apart by five horses, fried in oil, and crushed by a cart, then sent to the 18th level of hell, suffering eternal torment..."

  She spoke with such blood-curdling words, imagining those not-so-beautiful scenes, Xia Chuqi chewed and suddenly felt that the food in his mouth was not appetizing at all.

  She spat and lowered her face, glaring at Dongfang Yuanyi.

  "I said the princess is still alive, what are you howling about? Go back to your house and howl there!"

  After what happened at noon, Dongfang Wanyi felt a bit more fearful of her. Upon hearing this, she withdrew the hand that had already been bandaged and took out a handkerchief to carefully wipe away her tears.

  "Yes, Prince Consort. I was wrong... Sniff sniff... But the princess is really so pitiful."

  "Ugggh... Princess..."

  She cried and all the other maids followed suit.

  Several women in the house were sobbing and how could they eat well?

  Xia Zhi Qi slightly narrowed her eyes, took a glance around, and suddenly felt that these women were really annoying. They didn't have any sympathetic thoughts in their hearts, but they still pretended to be kind-hearted, as if afraid others wouldn't know how much they cared about the princess's well-being.

  She couldn't bear it anymore, so she "slapped" down her chopsticks and furrowed her brow.

  "All of you go downstairs and rest! Crying and wailing, what a sight!"

  Dongfang Wanyi frowned, "The prince is working so hard, how can we bear to leave? We'd better stay here and keep the princess company. It's also good if we can serve her some soup."

  When she said that, Wei Shi also hung her head and whispered in agreement, "Sister Dongfang is absolutely right. Husband, let's stay here instead. If Master returns and sees that none of us are here, he will definitely blame us."

  Don't mention that old man, Xia Zhi still hasn't come around by the seventh of summer.

  As soon as she heard Mr. Wei's words, she understood.

  It's hard to describe the feeling, it's both infuriating and amusing at the same time.

  It turns out they came to visit the princess in vain, and waiting for Zhao Zhu to return is the real intention?

  It can be expected that as soon as Zhao Zun returns to the mansion, he will come to this room at the first opportunity. These two ladies-in-waiting have been looking forward to seeing him for a long time, and it's not easy to catch a glimpse of him. Now she has driven them away, which seems a bit unkind?

  Unfortunately, she is not a kind person, and doing unkind things comes more easily to her.

  She rolled her eyes, furrowed her brow and let out a helpless sigh.

  "Hey! You're all blocking the way, how can I eat? What's to be done? Do you want me to make space for you?"

  Dongfang Wanyi and Wei Shi were both stunned, their faces awkward for a moment, but they hesitated, unsure of what to do. Yueru saw the situation and timely cleared her throat, softly and gently stepping forward to resolve the impasse.

  "I will convey your words to the master. The princess is still recovering from her illness, and we are all waiting here, which may disturb her rest... Why don't you two ladies go back first, and I'll stay with the prince to keep watch..."

  Before she could finish speaking, Xia Chuyi gave her a cold glance and didn't give her any face at all.

  "Big Sister Moon, you should go back too. I'm really worried that if you stay here, the princess won't wake up."

  Her words are too piercing!

  Yuè yù's beautiful lotus face changed in an instant, and her eyes immediately turned red, she bowed down.

  "Yes, we're leaving right away."

  Her eyes were filled with tears, yet she listened and accepted her fate calmly, making people feel that she was kind-hearted, generous, dignified, and selfless. But the more she acted this way, the more Xia Chuqi couldn't bring himself to think of her as a good person.

  Human nature is inherently selfish, she never believed that under heaven, there really are people who don't think of themselves.

  ……

  ……

  The night curtain slowly opened.

  The Qingtang Courtyard was lit up, but it was eerily quiet.

  Zhao Ziyue, who had been lying in bed all along, was pale, breathing weakly, and still hadn't woken up.

  From time to time, she went to feel her pulse, and occasionally opened the window to take a look at the sky outside. Xiaochi's heart was also a little nervous. Sitting on the edge of the kang table not far from the bed, she wrote and drew, scribbled and revised, thinking about new methods. After a long time, she heard Meizi rushing in from outside.

  "Chu Qi, Father is back."

  Xia Chuqi's emotions suddenly surged up with a "thud" in her heart.

  It's also hard to say why, but it seems like all the unease fell back into place in that instant.

  Zhao Shi Jiu is indeed a man who can put people at ease.

  She put down the brush in her hand and rushed to the door with an unprecedented urgency. She didn't even think about what kind of mood it was, thinking it was for Ziyue, but unknowingly, there were many steps that contained her own anxiety.

  As soon as she rushed out, she bumped into a pair of arms.

  The man's black brocade cloak, with its unique military flair and elegance, exuded a cold, lonely aura of midnight, lightly floating into her nostrils, and then spreading to her heart.

  "You've finally come back, Ziyue... something's happened to her!"

  "Everyone knows." Zhao Zun wrapped one arm around her, patted her back, and gazed at the layered curtains not far away, where Zhao Ziyue lay quietly but soundlessly. His voice sank down.

  "How is Azusa's condition?"

  She took a deep breath, and Xia Qi's heart skipped a few beats before calming down again. Calmly and professionally, she explained the complications of shock to Zhao Zun, but didn't tell him whether or not he would wake up, or when he might wake up. She never gave people hope only to disappoint them with things she couldn't guarantee.

  Zhao Zhuo remained silent and didn't say a word.

  Quietly, he hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and asked her.

  Have you eaten?

  She didn't expect him to care about her food and drink at this time, Xia Chuyi was stunned for a moment, raised her head, looked at his cold and stern face with unclear emotions, and responded with a faint "uh-huh".

  "That's good."

  Zhao Zun let her go, and stood at the door for a moment before slowly walking towards Zhao Yuezhi. Xia Chuyi couldn't see any expression on his face, but even just looking at his straight back, she could strongly feel the pain, hatred, and that unique coldness and sternness in his eyes.

  He already knows everything about Ziyue.

  So now he must want to kill that person more than she does.

  Could... he suspect it was Chu Qi who did it?

  She swallowed her saliva, to be honest, she hated misunderstandings, hated that there were things between two people that weren't clear, and instead hid in their hearts guessing back and forth. So, seeing him standing in front of Zhi Yue's bed, without taking the initiative to bring it up or ask her, she involuntarily moved over, stood behind him for a moment, and suddenly stretched out her hand from behind to hold his waist.

  "Are you going to doubt me like they did?"

  Zhao Zhu did not turn around, his dry and warm palm covered her hand back.

  "I won't."

  No need for many words, just two simple words are enough.

  Nothing is more important than his trust. Xia Qi Qi was so moved that she sniffled, her two arms wrapped tightly around his waist like a vice, so tight that the maids standing by didn't dare to lift their heads, so tight that even she herself felt a bit overly sentimental, before softly calling out to him.

  "Grandpa, I'm also responsible, I didn't take good care of her..."

  Zhao Zun didn't know what she was thinking, he just patted her hand, his voice low and hoarse.

  "Go and have someone prepare some food for me, bring it here."

  He hadn't eaten yet? He must have received the news and rushed back as fast as he could. But he definitely didn't expect it to end up like this, did he? Suddenly, Xia Chuqi felt a little guilty for not being able to wake Zhao Ziyue up.

  "I will definitely cure her, don't worry, she will definitely wake up."

  Zhao Zun released her hand and turned around, with a faint smile at the corner of his lips.

  "Uh-huh, I've always believed in you. Hurry up, Grandpa's stomach is hungry."

  From this point of view, she and Zhao Zun are the same kind of people. No matter what happens, no matter how difficult the situation in front of you is, you have to fill your own belly first. As for other things, they can't be solved just by being hungry.

  Soon, Wang Fu's chef Shi Tai personally led a few people to deliver Zhao Zhu's dinner. Entering the Qingtang courtyard, everyone walked carefully, not even daring to breathe loudly, and although no one said anything, they all knew that this time something big had happened in the mansion, and they were all afraid of offending the master and bringing disaster upon themselves.

  Two people sat on the kang table.

  By the window not far from Zhao Ziyue, no one spoke a word.

  It was the seventh day of summer, and she had already eaten beforehand, so she just sat there serving him food, ladling soup and dishes for him, just like a normal wife welcoming back her long-separated husband. Not a single thing was left to others' hands, and she showed an unprecedented tenderness, that kind of virtuous energy, which made the maids in the house stare at her in astonishment, but no one dared to make a sound.

  Silence...

  Still quiet...

  Only occasionally the sound of a spoon lightly touching...

  In this quietness, before long, Zheng Er Bao walked over with his head bowed.

  "Master, Moon Yu is kneeling outside and says she wants to see you."

  Zhao's expression didn't change, he just said lightly, "Let her kneel for now."

  "Yes, sir."

  Zheng Er Bao glanced at him and then retreated with his head hung low.

  This dinner, Zhao Zun ate exceptionally long and exceptionally dignified. From start to finish, he didn't say a word more, letting the atmosphere in the room fall to freezing point at one time. Xia Chuyi occasionally glanced at him, guessing his thoughts all the time, also guessing what kind of idea that Moon Yu outside had come up with, but she didn't ask anything either.

  Zhao Zhu had finished his dinner and it was already past midnight.

  After tidying up the house, he let Zheng Er Bao call Yue Yu into the room.

  At the same time, he also sent all the servants in the house out of the room.

  Yuè Yù slowly walked in, her figure elegant and refined, just like every other time he had seen her. She was still dressed neatly and tidily, and even smoothed out her clothes before kneeling down to kowtow to Zhao Zun.

  "Father, I was wrong."

  As soon as Xia Qi heard this sentence, her heart sank.

  Hmph, isn't she going to surrender this month? But does Zhao Zun have a "leniency for those who confess" policy? Looking at him, he doesn't seem like the kind of person who would easily show mercy.

  Zhao Zun didn't look at Yu'e, but took the handkerchief handed over by Yatou and wiped his hands, saying lightly, "What crime have you committed?"

  She lifted her head and Moon Yuet knelt down very properly, as if she were going through a trial in court.

  "Earlier, Princess Zhiyue had an incident, and I was too anxious, without considering the consequences, which led to the maids and servants in the mansion gathering around, gossiping and damaging the princess's reputation. Later, I took care of her inadequately, allowing the princess...the princess to have the opportunity to cut her wrist and attempt suicide...I am guilty of failing to fulfill my duty to our master, and my crime is unforgivable, please punish me severely."

  At the beginning of summer, Seventh looked at the kneeling woman with a cold smile in his heart.

  Is this considered dodging the issue?

  Don't even ask about the crime, first come and confess your guilt, indeed a formidable master.

  She curled up the corner of her lips, she wanted to go over and scold her a few words, but now Zhao Zun was here, and this Yu Yue was also a personal maid who had been serving him since childhood. She didn't know how deep or shallow their master-slave relationship was, so it wasn't worth speaking up at this time. All she needed to do was sit back, watch with cold eyes, and enjoy the show. As for who acted well and who acted poorly, that wasn't much of her business either.

  "Yuè yù."

  Zhao Zun's tone was calm and composed, his cold face didn't show a hint of change.

  "Are you such an irresponsible person?"

  In one sentence, he got straight to the point, and Yu Ru's body trembled slightly as she bit her lip.

  "Grandpa..."

  Zhao Yu gave her a faint glance and emphasized his tone.

  "Come clean."

  "Slave, slave knew about that matter at the time, was indeed worried and troubled, brain was stupid, didn't think of so many things..." Moon Yu's eyes were filled with tears, looking at Zhao Zhuo's calm face like an ice cube, then glanced sideways, looked at Xia Chuqi who seemed to be smiling but not, before lowering her head again. "Apart from this, slave has nothing else to confess."

  Until the Yellow River dries up, one's heart will not die?

  Xia Zhi Qi silently looked at her and felt she wasn't such a foolish person.

  Considering her character, how could she not have taken into account Zhao Zun's temperament and personality? Is he such an easily deceived man? If Rong Yu was really such a person who couldn't be trusted, how would Zhao Zun have let her handle the affairs of the Jin Wang Fu's back courtyard for so many years?

  "Green Wisteria!"

  With Zhao Zun's cold and low shout, Qingteng Xiaoyao came in from outside.

  "After your master had an accident, the incense in the house was replaced by someone. Give it to her to see."

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