Rebirth: Ruyi goes crazy in the harem

The Qingque Boat endured a few difficult days, and Fu Cha Langya's face became paler and paler like snow.

Perhaps Yongcong's death was too great a blow to her, and Fu Cha Langya's face actually revealed a sense of impending death.

All methods had been exhausted, but Doctor Qi still shook his head helplessly at the emperor.

Fu Cha Langya was already weak and frail, and the bumpy journey during her eastern tour had already left her body at the end of its strength.

In addition, Fucha Langya felt guilty and self-blame for Yongcong's death, and guilty and regretful for the empress dowager's blame.

After several blows, Fu Cha Langya's body and spirit were exhausted.

She is now like the last yellow leaf hanging on the treetop in the howling north wind in late autumn, which may wither at any time.

Even Doctor Qi could only say that there was nothing that could be done to save the patient.

Jingse stood there in a daze, refusing to accept this statement.

"What nonsense! Someone must be trying to harm the Empress Dowager. Maybe it was Concubine Xian who did it!

You are a quack doctor. You can't cure the Empress Dowager. Can't you even tell when the Empress Dowager was tricked by someone else?"

When he got emotional, Jingse rushed forward and was about to slap Doctor Qi.

Fortunately, Jinzhong reacted quickly and took the slap on Qi Ru's face.

The emperor was already worried about Fu Cha Langya, and seeing Jingse being so frivolous and manic, he actually started to slander others.

He said solemnly to Yu Hu, "The princess just lost her brother, and the queen is seriously ill and difficult to treat, so it is inevitable that she is anxious and restless.

Yu Hu, take the princess downstairs and let her have a good rest. Don't come out again if there is nothing to do and cause trouble."

How could Jingse accept being treated like this by the emperor?

She knelt before the emperor, begging with tears streaming down her face, "Father, the Empress is still young and in her prime.

How could it be possible that it would be exhausted so quickly and unable to recover? "

The emperor frowned, his eyes filled with annoyance, and looked at Jingse, "Don't you know the queen's health?

Jingse, you are worrying too much and are just deceiving yourself."

"No! That's not the case!" Jingse shook her head frantically, clutching the emperor's clothes tightly with both hands, "There must be someone behind this... That person must be Concubine Xian!"

Jingse seemed to have a flash of inspiration and recalled Ruyi's lip shape.

She turned her head and pointed in the direction of Ruyi's colorful boat. The gilded beaded tassels slapped Jingse's face, leaving a red mark, but she seemed not to notice.

"It must be that Concubine Xian is still holding a grudge against the Empress Dowager for taking over her position as the legitimate wife.

I swear in the name of the legitimate princess of the Qing Dynasty that if I tell even a single lie, I will have no peace for the rest of my life if I meet the wrong person! "

The emperor shouted angrily, "Enough, Jingse, anyone can swear an oath, but you have to have reasons and evidence to testify against your stepmother.

Even if you are the legitimate princess of the Qing Dynasty, you cannot slander others without any evidence."

Seeing that the emperor was still partial to Ruyi, Jingse became furious.

Her sharp voice cut through the emperor's ears like a claw, "Although I have no evidence, I beg you to investigate.

As long as Concubine Xian is locked up in the Ministry of Punishment and tortured severely, she will definitely reveal the evidence!"

Seeing Jingse's words becoming more and more inappropriate, the emperor finally lost his temper. An indescribable heat welled up in his heart, his eyes widened with anger, and he actually shook Jingse's hand away.

Yu Hu didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly ordered the maids to carry Jingse and quickly leave the Qingque Boat.

After drinking the tea that Li Yu handed to him, the emperor felt his anxious heart cool down a little.

After dismissing the palace maids, the emperor walked into Fucha Langya's room alone. He still had a lot to say to his virtuous wife.

Fu Cha Langya's face was as pale as death, like a dehydrated fish, lying on her back in the quilt, without a trace of life in her body.

The emperor's figure quietly appeared from behind the four sandalwood and bamboo gauze screens.

But just the slightest sound of footsteps was enough to wake Fu Cha Langya from her doze.

She struggled to stand up and leaned against the cushion at the head of the bed.

Sadness and despair filled her eyes, and two lines of tears flowed quietly down her dark eye sockets and sunken cheeks.

Fu Cha Langya just looked at the emperor sadly without saying a word.

The emperor coughed lightly and sat down beside her bed. He reached out and held Fu Cha Langya's hand, which was weak and cold due to illness, and sighed.

"Empress, I am deeply saddened by Yongcong's passing. I will posthumously confer the title of Crown Prince Daomin on him to express my grief.

Don't think too much about it. Taking good care of your body is the most important thing now."

Fu Cha Langya forced a smile of gratitude, "Your Majesty is so kind, I thank you on behalf of Yongcong."

Picking up the still warm medicine on the table, the emperor scooped up a spoonful and brought it to Fucha Langya's lips.

Fu Cha Langya knew that it was inappropriate and wanted to refuse, but she could not resist the emperor's rare gentleness, so she opened her mouth and drank it obediently.

Perhaps it was because of the medicine, or perhaps it was the emperor's kindness, but Fu Cha Langya's face finally showed a little bit of pinkness, and she regained some of her human color.

Her voice was no longer as clear as before, but a little hoarse, "Your Majesty, is there something strange about Yongcong falling into the water this time?

I just can't believe how Yongcong, such a well-behaved and young child, could have the chance to step on the tung oil and slip while being watched over by so many palace servants.

It’s all your fault that I was so impatient that I beat all the palace maids to death. Now I don’t know where to start investigating…”

Fu Cha Langya kept chattering and asking herself questions, which made the question that the emperor wanted to ask stuck in his throat.

Seeing that the emperor remained silent, Fucha Langya twitched her lips in self-mockery, "In the emperor's heart, I think I am to blame.

In fact, the Empress Dowager has already reprimanded me since Yongcong fell into the water some time ago.

We were all concubines, and we were too harsh in teaching Yongcong. We paid too much attention to his studies and neglected his weak constitution.

In the final analysis, I am also responsible for Yongcong's death. I can only make up for what I owe Yongcong in this life when we are reunited in the underworld."

After all, she was his first wife who treated him with respect and dignity. Now, seeing Fu Cha Langya blaming herself and worrying about herself, the emperor felt a little pity for her.

"Queen, there is no need to be so depressed. We still have Jingse. Jingse is not yet of age, and her marriage still needs your approval. Do you have the heart to abandon her and go look for Yongcong?"

These words slightly dispelled the death in Fu Cha Langya's eyes, "Yes, I still have Jingse.

Your Majesty, I hope that our Jingse will marry a husband who knows her well and has good character, and get a good marriage. "

The emperor nodded gently, "Jingse is my only legitimate daughter. Although she is a bit spoiled, she is of noble status after all.

I promise you that I will carefully consider her marriage."