Everyone fell silent.
It would be one thing if it were anything else, but it was quite troublesome that the child couldn't eat anything by himself. Especially since such a young child could only rely on milk and couldn't consume anything else.
"I don't care what methods you come up with; you must do your utmost to save the Seventh Prince. Issue my decree: anyone in the palace, no matter who, who can find a way to make the Seventh Prince eat something, will be heavily rewarded!"
Ning Chen furrowed his brows tightly and spoke in a deep voice.
On the bed, Qi Xiuyi, holding the child, was crying uncontrollably.
She had suffered during childbirth, and now, just two days into her confinement, she was crying like this. It was likely to harm her eyes.
Ye Yun couldn't bear to watch any longer and walked to the bedside to comfort her.
"You're still in confinement; you need to take care of yourself. The Seventh Prince is connected to you by blood. If you're well, he will be well too. As a mother, you must be strong; you need to hold on. I heard from the servants that you aren't eating or drinking—this won't do. At the very least, you should eat something first, right?"
She said this, and Qi Xiuyi managed to stop crying at least a little.
"Your Highness is right; I can't fall apart."
"That's the spirit." Ye Yun gently patted her shoulder and turned to say, "Quickly call the kitchen to bring some porridge."
The food was always prepared in advance, and it was quickly served.
The wet nurse stepped forward to hold the child, while a maidservant fed Qi Xiuyi a bowl of red date porridge.
After eating something, she gained some strength.
Qi Xiuyi then spoke again, "The weather is chilly, and it's uncomfortable for the Emperor to sit here with me. Why not go back and rest? If there's anything, I will send someone to report it."
"Look, the Emperor hasn't even put on a cloak. Yuxin, bring the cloak I made for the Emperor and drape it over him," Qi Xiuyi instructed.
Though weak, her tone was still gentle.
Ye Yun stood by and clearly saw the affection in Qi Xiuyi's eyes. Looking at Ning Chen, however, he showed no significant change in expression, making her heart feel a mix of emotions.
In this life, Qi Shi had loved the wrong person.
Ning Chen fastened the cloak and comforted her softly, "You need to take care of yourself. I will come to see you again after finishing these documents. You must eat dinner; don't forget what Guifei said."
"I understand," Qi Xiuyi said, a slight smile on her lips that appeared somewhat pale.
The crowd exited from Yikun Palace.
Some wanted to approach to offer comfort, but with Ning Chen and Ye Yun standing side by side, they didn't dare to step forward.
In the end, only Jing Xian Fei and Rong Shu Fei came over to say a few words.
Ye Yun found it strange; today, Rong Shu Fei was unusually proper, lacking any hints of jealousy, as if she had matured considerably.
However, this small change wasn't enough to attract much attention; after all, it was probably due to the Emperor's presence.
Ye Yun's Zhaochun Palace was in the same direction as Jiuchen Palace, nearby, making it a convenient stop.
Once there were no other people around, Ye Yun spoke softly.
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The Enchanting Imperial Concubine (Book 3)
Historical FictionNote: This is a translated novel by me (Xiao Bai) Title: 贵妃她千娇百媚 Ye Yun was supposed to be the prince's concubine, but due to the sudden death of the late emperor, her entry into the palace was delayed for over a year. She entered the palace with th...