Huang Xi lives from me

The production pavilion is already in turmoil.

The maids brought out pots of blood-stained hot water from the obstetrical pavilion. Not to mention the female doctors from the Medicine Collection Bureau, even the imperial physicians entered the obstetrical pavilion.The whole atmosphere can only be described as the sound of cranes screaming and panic.

The few women standing outside the maternity pavilion were even more restless, especially Wei Qingling, who had given birth to a child. She knew how terrible a blood collapse was for a pregnant woman.

Jing Sheng was also anxious. When an imperial doctor ran out and was about to run in again, she grabbed him and asked, "How is Zhao Fengyi?"

The imperial physician shook his head, and said solemnly: "The bleeding won't stop, I'm afraid it won't work!"

This sentence "it's not good" made the hearts of these women even more heavy and breathless.

Wei Qingling clasped her hands silently, praying for the blessing of the gods for Zhao Yitang.Lu Changhuan held Yu Chenghui's hand so tightly that his knuckles turned white.And Jing Sheng was stunned, Zhao Yitang chatted and joked with them the day before yesterday, so today is "not good"?

At this time, the door of the birth pavilion opened, and this time it was Zhao Yitang's close maid who walked out.

The little palace maid's eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes, and the tears in her eyes were still wet, and she spoke with a crying voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, my master...she wants to see you...for the last time..."

At the end, the little maid couldn't help covering her face and began to cry.

Amidst the suppressed sobs of the little maid, they entered the maternity pavilion.

The production hall is actually not that big, just a bedroom.As soon as they entered, they could see the end at a glance.

Jingsheng saw that at the end of the production pavilion, against the wall, was a mahogany bed.

People believe that mahogany can exorcise evil spirits, and the Chanting Pavilion is very bloody, and a mahogany bed can keep the mother and child safe.

But this time, it failed...

In the production pavilion, the smell of blood was extremely strong, and the refreshing fragrance could not be suppressed.

At this moment, the room was in a mess, and Jing Sheng could even see that there was a piece of blood on the ground, which was accidentally spilled by some court lady.

A few midwives and court ladies stood on both sides, they just stood there without any movement, which also means...the person on the bed is helpless and hopeless.

Jing Sheng's mind was in turmoil, she saw Zhao Yitang lying on the bed, covered with a brocade quilt, the corner not covered by the brocade quilt, the dazzling blood red had already stained the bed.And Zhao Yitang was lying on the blood stains with her eyes closed, and she didn't know if she was asleep or in a coma. Her face had lost all blood, and it was whiter than paper.There was cold sweat all over his face, and his hair was soaked in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water, a wet strand sticking to his face.

Several people gathered around Zhao Yitang's bed, whispering Zhao Yitang's name.

Zhao Yitang opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and weakly uttered two words, "Jingsheng..."

Jing Sheng hurried forward, "I'm here! Tangtang...I'm here..."

Zhao Yitang saw and looked at Jing Sheng, his eyes were weak and lost his spirit, as if the oil was exhausted, but he still kept his spirits up and said with difficulty: "Jing Sheng... I'm going to die..."

"No! No!" Jing Sheng burst into tears.

The weak man in front of him who couldn't even speak was actually the laughing and fussy Zhao Yitang in her memory.

Jing Sheng always remembered that Zhao Yitang was the first person in the East Palace to convey kindness to her besides Su Qian.

That day, the second day after entering the East Palace, she was secretly bullied by people from the Shangyi Bureau. Sitting alone in a secluded corner of the garden, she was seen by Zhao Yitang who was passing by.

Zhao Yitang handed her a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, "Eat it! Eat something sweet and you'll feel better!"

At that time, she was just like a hedgehog, wary of everyone. She didn't take Zhao Yitang's snacks, but looked at Zhao Yitang warily.Zhao Yitang was not annoyed, and sat opposite her, split the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into two, ate half by herself, and put the other half in front of her.Then he looked at her with those bright eyes, smiled foolishly and said, "Look, it's not poisonous!"

Then... time and time again, Zhao Yitang kept showing kindness to her, using clumsy and naive ways to turn himself, who was all on guard, into her friend.

Jing Sheng asked Zhao Yitang why she wanted to be friends with her.

Zhao Yitang said: The princess sister said that you came from a far away place, you are unfamiliar with the place, and you are too lonely...

That silly Feng Yi in the East Palace didn't want to see the newcomer Liangdi so lonely, so she wanted to be her friend.

But that little girl who is too naive to know the world is lying here, covered in blood!

"Don't cry..." Zhao Yitang tried her best to hold up the corners of her mouth, and gave them a pale smile.

Jing Sheng vigorously wiped away the tears on her face, suppressed the crying in her tone, and smiled hard. "If we don't cry, you will definitely get better!"

Zhao Yitang shook his head, smiled wryly and said, "I'm not going to get better...I know..."

"Tangtang..." Wei Qingling suppressed her throat, tears could not be stopped. "You'll be fine! You'll be fine!"

Lu Changhuan, who has always been the most carefree, turned his head and leaned on Chenghui's shoulder, trying hard not to cry out.

"Don't be sad..." Zhao Yitang spoke with difficulty, comforting them. "You should be happy for me, I can finally leave the East Palace, I am free..."

"I was sent to the East Palace as a political gift since I was a child... I grew up looking at the square palace walls. I never knew what was behind this high palace wall..." Zhao Yitang smiled vainly, but was full of emotions. Longing, "In my next life... I want to be a bird... I want to see the outside world..."

The words like last words made Jing Sheng's heart tremble suddenly.

She knew... Zhao Yitang was really dying!

"Jingsheng...I'll give you my child..." Zhao Yitang's eyes had already started to slacken, but he still tried his best to grab Jingsheng's hand, "You save him..."

Jing Sheng could tell that Zhao Yitang was begging her!

But under the quilt, Zhao Yitang's stomach...is still bulging...

She didn't give birth to the baby!

"Jingsheng...save my child..."

Zhao Yitang's voice became weaker and weaker, and Jing Sheng felt that the hand holding her was getting weaker and weaker.

"Save my child..."

With the last, sigh-like begging, Zhao Yitang's hand slipped down.

Jing Sheng's mind went blank, and she heard the female doctor announce by her ear: "Feng Yi of the East Palace——Passed away!"

Following the sound of "passing away", crying sounded in the birthing pavilion.

The little girl at the age of a flower in the East Palace is dead!

Everyone in the room was crying, and Jing Sheng looked at the people on the bed in confusion.

Zhao Yitang was lying on the bloody bed, his eyes were not closed until he died!

"Jingsheng, save my child..."

People say that only those who have not fulfilled their wishes will die with regret!

Like a demon, Jing Sheng stretched out her hand to cover Zhao Yitang's stomach.

As if sensing Jing Sheng's touch, the child in Zhao Yitang's belly moved.

"He's still alive!" Jing Sheng choked with tears all over her face, and said, "Tangtang's child is still alive!"