The Enchanting Imperial Concubine (Book 3)

Chapter 425 - Injured

As a father, hearing the physician say that his child wouldn't survive made Ning Chen feel uneasy.

However, Qi Xiuyi had not been in good health during her pregnancy, and it was only thanks to the treatment that she had managed to carry the baby this long. Ning Chen had anticipated this outcome in his heart.

"Your Majesty, please don't worry too much. The people in the Imperial Medical Bureau will do their best," Ye Yun comforted softly. Seeing the child born in such a state, Ye Yun, who had already become a mother, felt a pang of compassion.

Ning Chen nodded slightly. "I know. Everything is in the hands of fate. You've lost quite a bit of weight recently. You were already in a fragile state after childbirth, so you must take care of yourself. November will be cold; make sure to keep the kang warm. I know you are sensitive to the cold."

"Your Majesty, don't worry. The servants are attentive and diligent," Ye Yun replied. "I see that you have dark circles under your eyes. It seems you haven't been sleeping well lately. You haven't eaten lunch yet, so why not have something light and rest for a while?"

"Alright, I'll do as you say. You should rest with me too," Ning Chen took Ye Yun's hand, and together they returned to Zhaochun Palace.

However, unexpectedly, during that brief moment of rest, an incident occurred. A young eunuch following the Fourth Prince rushed back, his face pale. Before he even entered the courtyard, he shouted, "Not good, Your Majesty! The Fourth Prince fell from the high platform in the Imperial Garden and hit his head; he's unconscious!"

Hui Yue and Nan Zhi had been resting after their wedding for a month, and now only a few servants were attending them. Their expressions changed at once. They hurried to knock on the door and called for Yuan Jiu, who was resting in the ear room.

Hearing the commotion, Ning Chen woke up first, followed by Ye Yun. Upon hearing that the Fourth Prince had fallen from the high platform, Ning Chen felt as if his head had exploded with a loud "bang."

Ye Yun climbed off from the couch, without bothering to put on her undershirt, wrapped herself in a jacket and skirt, and hastily put on her cotton boots, and rushed outside, her hair disheveled, as if she had lost her mind.

Ning Chen quickly got off the bed as well. "What are you still doing? Hurry and follow Guifei!"

Ye Yun had never run so fast before; she lifted her skirts and sprinted ahead, forgetting all about the etiquette expected of a Guifei. The servants behind her struggled to keep up.

When they arrived at the scene, they saw the Fourth Prince lying in Bai Zhu's arms, his small face pale and his eyes tightly closed. Fortunately, Imperial Physician Shen had already arrived and applied medicine to the injury at the back of the Fourth Prince's head, wrapping it in a bandage.

Ye Yun rushed over, taking deep breaths of cold air, feeling a sharp pain in her throat and lungs. As she got closer, her legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground.

"Your Highness!"

The servants gasped and were about to rush over to help, but Ye Yun's heart was solely focused on the child. Shaking hands, she took the Fourth Prince from Bai Zhu and immediately tears streamed down her face.

"Jing'er, Jing'er, wake up! Look at your mother, Jing'er, please don't scare me, okay?"

When Ning Chen arrived, he found Ye Yun in a daze. Her hair was disheveled, having not yet been tied up, and her shoes were barely on her feet; she hadn't even put on socks. Under her outer robe, she wore only a thin nightgown, which was now blowing in the cold wind, leaving her skin red from the chill.