Rebirth: Ruyi goes crazy in the harem

After hearing this, Fucha Langya shook her head with a hard heart, "The princes all study so hard. You are the legitimate son, and you cannot fall behind the descendants.

The Queen Mother knows that you are working hard, so she is with you. Can we continue studying?"

Yonglian said coquettishly, "But the Empress Dowager..."

Fu Cha Langya was a little angry when she saw this, and said, "When did you become so delicate? I put ice in the basin for you and I also lighted the mint for you, but you are still not satisfied?

If you are so lazy and sleepy, then go to the door and let the heat stimulate your mind so that you can wake up completely. "

Seeing this, Lian Xin advised, "Madam, it is the height of summer and it is extremely hot outside. The Second Prince is still young, how can he bear it?"

Fu Cha Langya did not listen to Lianxin. She threw the book on the table, took Yonglian's hand and led him to the corridor.

"It's shady here, so Yonglian won't be exposed to the sun. This is necessary to wake him up from his sleepiness. Yonglian, you are the legitimate son. If you don't live up to your expectations, who else can the Empress Dowager count on?"

In the hot summer, Yonglian stood in the corridor for half an hour, his whole body was soaked with sweat. Seeing Yonglian's face flushed and he seemed to be out of breath, Fucha Langya allowed him to enter the house.

Yonglian was well behaved and sincerely apologized to Fucha Langya. Yonglian drank several bowls of the iced mung bean soup prepared by Lianxin.

In this way, Yonglian stopped complaining about being sleepy or tired, and finally insisted on continuing reading.

But unexpectedly, Yonglian developed a high fever that night.

When Fu Cha Langya rushed over after hearing the news, she saw Yonglian lying on the bed unconscious with his face flushed and lips slightly open.

Fu Cha Langya was extremely worried and hurriedly asked Qi Ru, "Doctor Qi, what is going on?"

Qi Ru said in a serious tone, "Second Prince was hit by the heat and his body was weak, which caused asthma."

Fu Cha Langya was very surprised, "What? Yonglian has never had asthma, how could this happen?"

Qi Ru continued in a deep voice, "Forgive me for being blunt, but asthma is a weakness that you are born with. Some people have strong constitutions and may never have an attack in their entire lives. Some people are born weak and sickly and cannot endure it since they were babies.

The Second Prince was exhausted and nervous. The heat had also entered his body, which had brought out the weakness hidden in his body.”

Fu Cha Langya's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice unconsciously became hoarse, "Can it be cured? The Second Prince is the legitimate son. Doctor Qi, you must cure Yonglian for me no matter what!"

Qi Ru lowered his head and said, "If you take good care of it, and nothing unexpected happens, you can stay healthy for life. But if you're not careful..."

"What will happen?" Fu Cha Langya asked nervously.

But Qi Ru closed his eyes and did not answer directly, but said, "Second Prince is blessed by the gods, he will be fine."

Fu Cha Langya felt that all the strength in her body had been drained away. She collapsed on the chair, shaking her head in disbelief.

When Qi Ru saw Fu Cha Langya lose her composure, he hurriedly got up and left under the pretext of getting some medicine.

After Qi Ru left, Fu Cha Langya covered her mouth and finally couldn't hold back her sobs, saying, "My Yonglian finally grew up, but now he has this incurable disease. Lianxin, what should I do now?"

Lian Xin comforted her, "Don't worry, Madam. There are plenty of doctors in the palace. If it really doesn't work, we can tell Madam Fucha.

She has a wide network of contacts and a lot of experience. She will definitely be able to find those miraculous doctors and cure asthma outside the palace. Second Prince will be fine."

Such words did not comfort Fu Cha Langya's heart. She choked up and said, "I know how serious this asthma is. My cousin had asthma. He can't ride a horse or shoot arrows for the rest of his life. He must take good care of himself.

It's better for ordinary people, but Yonglian is the legitimate son and the emperor's hope. If he can't learn martial arts, what hope is there for him in the future?"

Lian Xin said, "If you can't learn martial arts, it's the same as learning literature."

But Fucha Langya still shook her head, "How can I be a prince if I can only do literature but not martial arts? How can I become a crown prince? What should I do in the future..."

Lian Xin continued, "Your Majesty, Zhao Yitai just reported that the Emperor will be passing by the Locust Gate in a while. Would you like to tell the Emperor about this on the way? The Emperor will definitely feel sorry for our Second Prince."

Fu Cha Langya didn't want to tell the emperor about this so soon. But then she thought, after the emperor knew about it, would he feel pity for her?

If there is mercy and rain, she might be able to have another legitimate son...

Fucha Langya quickly made up her mind. She wiped the tears from her eyes, stood up and said, "Let's go. Lianxin, you accompany me to the Locust Gate. I want to pray in person."

A disciple of the Locust.

Fu Cha Langya was wearing a royal blue satin gown with light lines, and she wore only a few kingfisher-inlaid jewelry on her bun, which made her look plain and clean.

She took off her porcelain blue armor, held a string of sandalwood Buddhist beads in her hand, knelt in the shadow just below the katydid door, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and prayed devoutly.

"I, your servant Fu Cha, am praying under the guidance of the 蟠斯. I wish to shorten my life by twenty years in exchange for a beloved son, Yonglian, who will recover from asthma soon and live a safe and healthy life without illness or disaster.

Yonglian is still young and cannot bear the pain of asthma, so let me bear it on his behalf."

The emperor happened to pass by and saw this scene, and he felt very sorry. The emperor had been married to Fu Cha Langya for many years. He had seen her dignified and serious, and he had also seen her dressed in formal clothes and dignified, but he had never seen her so fragile.

The emperor sighed silently. After all, she was his legal wife who he once treated with respect. He finally let go of his past suspicions and only felt soft in his heart.

The emperor got off the sedan chair, walked over lightly, gently helped Fu Cha Langya up, and asked, "Queen, I just heard you say that Yonglian has asthma?"

Fu Cha Langya panicked and pleaded guilty, "I dare not disturb the emperor with the matter of my children. It's just that Yonglian has asthma, and I really don't know what to do."

The emperor extended his hand to Fucha Langya with rare tenderness, "Let's go, I will go with you to see Yonglian."

When we arrived at Xiefang Palace, the heavy bitter smell of medicine permeated the air, making people feel depressed even when breathing.

The candlelight was dim, and Yonglian's face looked pale. The emperor looked at the small ball of Yonglian on the bed, and could not hide the pain in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Qi said that Yonglian's heat stroke is no longer a serious problem, but he has asthma, which may not be cured." Fu Cha Langya said with her head down.

"I am incompetent. Yonglian's asthma is a weakness he was born with. I am ashamed to see you, and I am sorry to Yonglian."

The emperor touched Yonglian's little hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Queen, don't worry too much. I will order the people in the Imperial Hospital to treat Yonglian well. Even if they can't, they will take good care of him and make sure he is fine."

Fu Cha Langya still shed tears and shook her head, "But Yonglian is the legitimate son. He has asthma, so he can't practice martial arts, riding and shooting. He can only stay quietly in the house for the rest of his life. I, your concubine..."

"If Yonglian can cultivate culture and govern the country, he will still be your and my beloved child." The emperor interrupted.

After that, the emperor stood up, took Fucha Langya into his arms, and comforted her, "Queen, our Yonglian will definitely get better."

Fucha Langya then slowly stopped crying, looked at Yonglian lovingly, and said, "If Yonglian can get better, I am willing to kneel in Anhua Palace and pray for him."