Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the Rebirth of a Lady: The Second Wife of the Hou Mansion!He put the medicine in his hand directly to his mouth and swallowed it, it was as if nothing had happened before, and then picked up the small bowl and started using his own dinner.
Worthy of being a prince, even if he is really a prisoner, but his etiquette is always there.
When the meal was finished, the people outside came in again and cleaned up the table. The third prince picked up the pen and continued to copy the ancestral instructions.
The candlestick on the table did not know how many times it had been changed, and it was already the third watch, but he was still awake, and even the eunuch on one side carefully yawned.
But the three princes still sat at the table, painting and calligraphy neatly and carefully.
"His Royal Highness, it's already late at night, so let's rest and write again tomorrow."
"No," the third prince wrote on the paper again, "my palace is not tired yet."
That night, he sat on the table all night without sleeping.
Until the second day, his eyes were bloodshot, but he still did not rest. It also made the eunuch on one side very anxious, and he also thought to himself, what, whether the three princes were evil or what of?
Shouldn't you smash the table, smash the chair, and tear off what you wrote?
What's the matter, this is just one night, and he has changed his temperament, it is impossible, this is really evil.
The eunuch hurriedly told the guard at the door, and the guard naturally did not dare to delay. He went to find the emperor. The three princes are currently restricted, not deprived of their identity as the prince, so his identity It's still the prince, it's uncertain, he will come out in the future, and then sit on the whole country.
"En..." The emperor raised his eyelids lightly.
"He didn't break things?"
"Yes," the guard lowered his head very low, and then said with his hands folded, "The third prince has been writing on the lamp all night, and has not rested for a moment."
"Let him copy it."
The pen in the emperor's hand is also unstoppable. He still has a lot of memorials to be approved. Seeing that part of the money from the treasury is used to improve people's livelihood, he is so happy that he really doesn't see it.
Of course, the third prince no longer smashed things, but it also gave him some comfort in his father's heart. At least he has grown up and is sensible. Of course, he can know which step is wrong, it depends on himself.
"Go down."
The emperor shook his hand lightly, also letting the guard go down.
As for the third prince, it is good to wake up again, but it is just that he stayed up all night, which is nothing, when he was a prince, he had to work tirelessly every day and night, and there was never a trace. Relax, even if he sits on this dragon chair, he has never seen a good night's sleep.
Who knows how difficult it is to hold up such a shaky country?
Therefore, for the three princes almost always self-harm, the emperor really did not take it seriously. The prince born by himself naturally understood it, and it is hard to guarantee that this was not a bitter trick for him.
The emperor did not pay attention to the three princes, and the three princes still copied books like self-abuse, and stopped eating and sleeping until the third day, suddenly, he felt his throat sweet, and then A mouthful of blood was also spurted out, mixed with the black ink, it was so shocking.
The pen in his hand fell off, and when the consciousness disappeared, she heard the eunuch screaming for an eunuch, and the corner of his lips was hooked up, and then he didn’t know anything. .
"What?" The emperor stood up abruptly, but it was also because he had been sitting for too long and getting up too straight. He felt his dizziness directly. If it weren't for Grandpa Hu behind him to hold him, maybe He would throw his own.
"You said, the third prince is critically ill?"
How could this be possible, the emperor didn't believe it, how could it be critically ill, it would be good for the three princes to be small and grow up to now.On weekdays, even a wind chill is never experienced. How can it be critically ill?
He believed anyone who was critically ill, but if it were the third prince, he didn't believe it at all.
Go, take me to see.
The emperor hurriedly asked Grandpa Hu to help him go. At this moment, the sweat of his palm was squeezed out of his palms, and even a lot of sweat began to ooze out on his forehead, and almost all of the sweat on his back Wet heavy clothes.
No, yes, no, absolutely no.
This is a bitter trick, this must be a bitter trick.
This prince has been smart since he was a child, and he is also good at using scheming and scheming. I am afraid that even the first emperor is not as good as him. How can he calculate his life so much. Therefore, he does not believe, he does not believe absolutely.
However, when he arrived at the third prince’s palace, and when he saw a bunch of eunuchs and palace ladies kneeling on the ground, and a few eunuchs, his heart tightened.
The eunuch on one side carefully opened Saman, and when the emperor saw the three princes lying inside, he couldn't help but stepped back.
He stretched out his fingers and collapsed on the face like ashes. It was the three princes who were breathless for a few stops. After the corners of his lips moved together for a long time, he couldn't say what it was.
This is impossible, this is not his three emperors, this thin one looks like a ghost, and is about to become a ghost, definitely not his emperor.
Especially the gray and the color of this face, it is obvious that people will return soon before the world.
The imperial doctor was also on the sidelines, talking about the condition of the three princes tremblingly, without saying a word, it was a good thing, and what he expressed was very obscene. In other words, the three princes were like this, I was afraid that it would be too bad. .
But the emperor was always disappointed with the three princes, but at this time it was also changed again because of this desperate father's love.
Of course, he feels even more sorry for this emperor in his heart. He is not good, yes, he is not good. If he hadn't forced this son at the beginning, he wouldn't be critically ill now, it is also his nearest. Indifference, it is what makes him like this.
The emperor is really heartbroken now, and the life and death of the three princes are also unknown. The eunuchs and palace ladies who knelt on the ground are crying without tears, and the doctors are covered in cold sweat.
The royal family's heirs are thin, and now he only has such a few sons, and only the third prince and the fourth prince can inherit the Datong. Now if one is broken here, the emperor will really be pissed off.
Of course, if the emperor is really angry to death, they will be buried with him, even if the emperor is not angry to death, but if the three princes have any accidents, I am afraid that their lives will be confessed here. It is a dead word, nothing more than sooner or later.
"The prince is critically ill?" Biao Hengli held the teapot in one hand and the cup in the other. Then he poured the tea in the cup into the bowl and placed it in front of Shen Qingci.