Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

The flower crown in Yan Ci's hand fell to the ground with a thud, and petals scattered all over the ground.

Xie Chengyin hurried over and supported Yan Ci's staggering body.

"Aci, I'm sorry."

Yan Ci's eyes suddenly turned red, and his suppressed voice was full of disbelief, "No, it's impossible. She just had a miscarriage, how could she die? It's impossible."

"Yes, yes, the miracle doctor, I found the miracle doctor, the miracle doctor can definitely save her, I want to enter the palace."

Yan Ci pushed Xie Chengyin away and was about to go out, but was hugged by Xie Chengyin, "Ci, calm down. The Crown Princess is dead. Even a miracle doctor can't save her. And now the East Palace is under martial law. If you want to enter the palace, wait a moment. I will take you in after I have arranged everything."

"Ayun! I want to see Ayun!" Yan Ci struggled violently in Xie Chengyin's arms, and tears as big as beans flowed out from his empty eye sockets one by one like beads with broken strings.

Xie Chengyin winked at Yan Cheng and Qiu Fuqiu, and they both left the room together.

When the two of them walked out of the door, they could still hear Yan Ci's suppressed crying and Xie Chengyin's faint voice of comfort coming from the room.

Qiu Fuqiu was also shocked by the news, but she didn't have much contact with the Crown Princess, so she felt mostly regretful.

"What on earth is going on? Why is it so sudden?"

Yan Cheng shook his head. "I don't know either. I was drinking tea with A Yin at Song Ya Ji just now when I received this news. I don't know the specific reasons yet."

"I'm going to the palace to see my aunt and cousin Furong to see if I can get some information."

Inside the imperial palace, Chonghua Palace was in mourning.

Except when the emperor passed away, the palace was not allowed to use white silk, but at this time, Chonghua Palace was filled with white silk and black flowers.

On the bed in the prince's bedroom, Jiang Yun's pale and cold face was frozen in a painful moment. She clasped her hands in front of her chest, wearing the complicated formal attire of a crown princess.

Crown Prince Shen Zhaoyong leaned on the bed, his face looking terrifyingly calm.

No tears, no sobbing, just sitting there quietly, like a doll that had lost its soul.

Rong Jing tiptoed over and knelt down in front of Shen Zhaoyong. "Your Highness, please have something to eat."

It has been two days since the Crown Princess passed away. During these two days, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been sitting here, not crying, not moving, not talking, and not eating. As a servant, he can persuade His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to eat, but he cannot force-feed him.

But His Highness completely ignored him, and his persuasion was of no use at all.

His Highness was already in poor health, and had not eaten or drunk anything in the past few days. Rong Jing was even worried that His Highness would accidentally follow the Crown Princess.

Thinking of this, his worried heart was filled with panic.

If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still refuses to eat today, he will report this to His Majesty.

After hearing Rong Jing's prayer, Shen Zhaoyong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head and looked at Rong Jing, "Change my clothes for me."

Rong Jing was filled with surprise and hurriedly wiped away the light tears on his face, and replied repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll go right away."

He didn't know which set of clothes the prince wanted, so he just took all the clothes that the prince was used to wearing. He didn't ask anyone else to help him, but stumbled back to the bedroom carrying the thick pile of clothes by himself.

When he came back, he saw Shen Zhao Yongzheng sitting beside the bed, his big hand gently stroking the Crown Princess's cheek with a faint smile on his face.

On the table, the bowl of cooled porridge was almost empty. Rong Jing was delighted. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince started eating, and it seemed that he had come to his senses.

"Your Highness, the clothes are here. Which one do you want to change into?"

Shen Zhaoyong looked back at Rong Jing, his eyes lightly sweeping over the clothes in his hands.

"That one, it's the same set as Yun's."

That was the bright yellow official uniform of the crown prince, which was what Shen Zhaoyong wore on the day he married Jiang Yun into the Eastern Palace. Originally, this set of clothes had been put away in the closet, but Rong Jing came in a hurry and unexpectedly brought this set with him.

But since Your Highness has chosen this set, let’s just use this one.

Rong Jing put the other clothes aside and took this set to help Shen Zhaoyong change his clothes. Seeing that the Crown Prince looked much better, Rong Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After changing his clothes and looking at Shen Zhaoyong in formal attire, Rong Jing asked, "Your Highness, are you going to see His Majesty?"

Shen Zhaoyong stared at Jiang Yun on the bed, "No, I'll stay here with Ayun. Rongjing, thank you for taking care of me for so many years."

As he spoke, he suddenly started coughing violently. This time he coughed even harder than before, as if his chest was going to break apart.

Shen Zhaoyong took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and covered his lips. A large mouthful of blood instantly soaked the handkerchief. Rong Jing looked horrified, "Your Highness, why is your cough getting worse again?"

Shen Zhaoyong waved his hand, folded the handkerchief and put it in his arms, "It's okay, just take some medicine."

Rong Jing stroked Shen Zhaoyong and walked to the chair next to him and sat down. "Your Highness, please sit down for a moment. I will have someone boil some medicine for you."

Then he called a young eunuch in, "Go and boil some medicine for His Highness."

The young eunuch was trembling with fear and was about to run out when he responded, but Shen Zhaoyong said, "Wait a minute."

The young eunuch stopped at the door and heard Shen Zhaoyong say, "Rongjing, go and boil the medicine. I trust you to do the work."

Rong Jing nodded in response, "Okay, I'll go, Xiao Lingzi, you stay here and take good care of His Highness."

The young eunuch called Xiao Lingzi ran back and stood beside Shen Zhaoyong, "Don't worry, Eunuch Jing."

Rong Jing bowed to Shen Zhaoyong and was about to say goodbye to him, holding Shen Zhaoyong's hand and walking out.

Shen Zhaoyong suddenly pulled his hand, and Rong Jing turned around in confusion, "Does Your Highness have any other instructions?"

Shen Zhaoyong looked at Rong Jing for a while, then smiled and shook his head, "Go, Rong Jing."

Rong Jing quickly left the bedroom and went to the kitchen to boil medicine. After Rong Jing left, Shen Zhaoyong asked Xiao Lingzi to pour him a bowl of hot tea. Xiao Lingzi did not suspect anything and turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

There was no one in the room. Shen Zhaoyong stood up from the chair, walked to the bed, looked at the quiet face on the bed, took off his shoes, and lay down next to Jiang Yun.

He held one of Jiang Yun's hands and placed it against his chest, then looked sideways at Jiang Yun, his eyes filled with infinite affection.

"Ayun, please walk slower and wait for me."

He coughed violently again, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, along his neck, and soaked the bright yellow collar of the prince's uniform red.

Until the coughing gradually subsided, the soft eyes slowly closed, and the calm face had a faint smile, peaceful and contented.

Xiao Lingzi brought back the hot tea. As soon as she entered the room, she saw that the prince, who was originally sitting on the chair, was gone. She suddenly panicked and put down the teacup and walked into the bedroom.

When he saw two people lying side by side on the bed, his knees went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

He really didn't have the courage to go forward. He was so scared. He was so scared that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would also...

But that situation is probably true.

There was suddenly a noisy sound outside the door, and chaotic footsteps rushed towards the bedroom.