Poor children

Chapter 273 The life and death of the eldest princess

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Zi Tong was lying on the bed, his face as white as paper, as if he was dead.

The pauper walked to Zi Tong's bed and sat down on the edge. She felt weak all over. She grabbed Zi Tong's hand that was hanging by the bed. It was cold, without any warmth from a living person.

The pauper stretched out his other hand and helped Zi Tong smooth the long hair that was blocking his face.

Zi Tong seemed to feel the aura of the poor child, and opened her eyes slightly. "Mother, mother," she called softly.
"It's me, my son is suffering." The pauper gritted his teeth and forced a smile from his face.

In front of Zitong, she can't panic

"Mother, I'm so scared. Am I going to die? How is my child?" Zi Tong tried to sit up, but he really had no strength.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here, nothing will happen to you." Pao'er comforted Zi Tong and stretched out his hand to put on her pulse.

After a while, the poor man put down Zi Tong's hand and immediately ordered people to boil sugar water, decoct medicine, and get silver needles.
The palace, which had been deathly quiet when Zi Tong fainted, became chaotic again. The servants all went to work on their errands.
After a while, the sugar water came first, with red dates, wolfberries and thousand-year-old wild ginseng added to it. The poor boy fed Zi Tong a little bit of the sugar water himself.
Maybe it was because there were poor children around him that Zi Tong calmed down. Maybe the sugar water gave Zi Tong a lot of energy, and Zi Tong seemed to be a lot more energetic.

After a while, the medicine ordered to be fried was ready, so Zi Tong drank the bowl of medicine again. It was not a magical tonic, but just a bowl of abortion medicine.
After taking the medicine, Zitong's abdominal pain became worse, so Poor pierced those silver needles into Zitong's corresponding acupuncture points.
"Go and get some strong liquor," the poor man ordered again.

After a while, the servants brought the wine that Pao'er asked for. Pao'er washed his hands repeatedly in the wine and walked back to Zi Tong's bed.
"What are you going to do, Queen?" Princess Qing asked hurriedly when she saw Zi Tong in extreme pain.

"Her fetal position is not correct. She will not be able to give birth like this. Not only will she not be able to give birth, but the baby will also be in danger. I want to reach in and turn the baby's head." After saying this, the poor boy put his hand in without waiting for anyone to object. into Zitong's abdominal cavity

When the pauper took her hand out again, her entire arm and hand were covered in blood.
"Zitong, please try harder." The poor man didn't care about the blood on his hand, he just took Zitong's hand again and asked her to exert more force.
After about a stick of incense, the baby was finally born, but there was no cry.
The poor boy hurried over and saw that the child's face was purple, and his mouth and nose were filled with the meconium that he had discharged in Zi Tong's belly. The poor boy didn't care about the dirty feces and bent down to suck it with his mouth. Until the young master finally cried out

With this cry, everyone in the courtyard took a breath.
"This child is born with deficiencies and needs to be taken good care of." The poor man wrapped the young master in swaddling clothes and handed him to Princess Qing.
Princess Qing took over the young master and was already crying. "Grandson, grandson, you are destined to be lucky."

"Your Highness, the eldest princess's placenta has not been expelled yet." The midwife has long been confused. She only asks the poor child what to do in everything.
Paoer hurriedly returned to Zitong and pressed Zitong's belly with all his strength. After a while, Zitong's placenta was expelled along with a pool of blood. Seeing that his premature baby was safe, Zitong felt After the important matter was over, I felt at ease. Then I felt very cold and started to shiver uncontrollably. My teeth were clenched and I couldn't control myself.
"Go, go get the other medicine." The poor man lay on Zitong and pressed her down, trying his best to control her convulsions, and ordered down to bring the other medicine that had been cooked.
It was a sedative and soothing medicine, with some anesthetics in it, but Zi Tong was clenching his teeth now, and it seemed that he couldn't swallow the medicine.

The poor man then ordered someone to pry open her mouth and drank the medicine. After a while, Zi Tong fell asleep.

The poor boy couldn't hold it any longer and knelt down beside Zi Tong's bed. He couldn't get up anymore.

"I have never seen a mother as cruel as you, treating her daughter like an animal." Princess Qing brought a bowl of hot tea to the poor child.
The poor boy weakly raised his hands full of blood and took the tea bowl. "If I were not ruthless, just like you, I would only stand aside and cry. Zi Tong and your grandson would have gone to see the King of Hell long ago."

"Yes, yes, our family owes you a debt of gratitude. On behalf of my family, I would like to express my gratitude to Her Majesty the Queen." After saying this, Princess Qing bowed deeply to the poor man.

"That is also my grandson, and this is my daughter. What do you owe me?" the poor man asked again, "How is the child?"

"It's okay, I just drank milk and fell asleep." Princess Qing laughed when she mentioned the young master.
At this time, a girl brought water to wash the poor child, and someone brought clean clothes to change the blood-stained clothes of the poor child. Over there, Zitong was also cleaned up, and he was still asleep.
"Whatever best nourishing food you have in your house, just take it out and stew everything that needs to be stewed. When my son wakes up, he must have some nourishing food to take." The poor boy was sitting in Zitong at this time. Beside the couch, looking at a room full of bewildered servants, he ordered Princess Qing
Princess Qing then ordered her servants to do it.

"I've asked them to clean up a room. You can go over and have a rest and have something to eat. I'll just stay here and guard it." Seeing the poor girl's haggard appearance, Princess Qing urged her to eat and rest.
"I can't leave, it's just here. When my son wakes up later, he must see me first." The poor boy looked at Zi Tong distressedly, and naturally he didn't want to leave even a step.
"Look at your appearance. I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on if you continue to endure it. You go and rest first. If she wakes up, I'll ask Hanako to call you." Princess Qing said while gesturing to Hanako who was still crying. The poor boy goes to rest

"I'm not going, Hanako, don't cry. Go and prepare some food for me. I'll eat here. When you're tired, sleep next to my son. You all go to rest first." The poor boy refused to live or die. Take half a step away from Zi Tong
"Okay, okay, okay, I can't be stubborn with you. It's going to be winter soon. It's cold at night. Go get a few more braziers and a quilt for Her Royal Highness the Queen." Princess Qing knew that she had a stubborn temper. What has been decided will never change, so it can only be up to her.

Hanako brought some food, and Paoer ate some. Her hands began to tremble, and she knew how weak she was now.

The prince saw that Zi Tong was no longer in danger, and the poor boy naturally refused to leave, so he went back to the prince's residence for the time being. Before leaving, he told Minsheng that if anything happened to the queen, she must be the first to do so. Go find him, and never let the queen return to the palace alone again.
Minsheng had just experienced the first big twists and turns in his life, and his mind was still a little unclear. No matter what the prince said, he obeyed obediently.

The turmoil did not subside until dawn. Everyone in Prince Qing's Mansion was shocked and tired, and they all went to rest
(End of this chapter)