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Chapter 155: Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Call me Empress Dowager! (4)

The emperor was also very anxious, and Empress Fucha couldn't stop crying.

The eunuch Jinzhong who was standing beside him stepped forward and said hurriedly, "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince has been sent away and is being cared for by the imperial physician!"

"They all deserve to die! How did you serve them?" The emperor was furious. Yongcong was his son. Little Yongcong had been in poor health. He had been suffering from a weak condition since he came out of his mother's womb. He was fed medicine every day and his life was already difficult. Now he was infected with smallpox. How could he withstand this disaster?

As Hongli thought about this, he felt sad and painful in his heart. He couldn't help but tremble all over, and his hand, which was originally firmly holding Empress Fucha, also became a little cold.

Su Lian, who was kneeling beside him, spoke in a sorrowful voice, and recounted the whole story respectfully, "Your Majesty, the wet nurse Chunniang got the smallpox at some point in time. She breastfed the Seventh Prince every day, and the Seventh Prince then… then… then got the smallpox."

How could there be a smallpox epidemic? Hongli's eyes became sharp and he asked in a cold voice, "Who was the first person in the palace to get the smallpox epidemic? Didn't they all get cured?"

How could something like this happen, and even Yongcong was implicated?

"Reporting to the emperor, it was... an old maid! She was the mother of Moxin, the personal maid of Imperial Noble Consort Huixian! Later, Moxin also got smallpox, and they both died!" Su Lian replied.

Fu Cha Langya tightly grasped the collar of Hongli in front of her, as if a dying fish had found life-saving water. The tears on her face fell like beads from a broken string, "Your Majesty, Yongcong is still young and has never left me. I want to go and accompany Yongcong... Woo..."

Hongli bent down and looked at Fucha Langya with grief in his eyes. His hand fell steadily on Fucha Langya's shoulder. How could he not be heartbroken to see Yongcong suffer such a disaster?

Her voice was choked with sobs. "Queen, I have tried my best to keep Yong Cong in the palace."

"But I have to consider the names of all the people in the Forbidden City."

This requires her to consider the overall situation.

Fu Cha Langya wanted to close her eyes in despair, and two lines of tears slid silently down her cheeks.

"Don't send Yongcong out of the palace! Xiefang Palace is empty! Send Yongcong to Xiefang Palace and treat him separately!"

"The Queen is not allowed to set foot into Xiefang Palace. You all should be careful!"

The lights are bright in the cold and lonely hall.

Even though Fu Cha Langya wanted to take care of Yongcong personally, even at the risk of her own life, she was still trapped in the palace. Finally, she was knocked unconscious by servants and lay on the bed.

Her long eyelashes were the color of a young crow, and her lips, which used to be plump and smooth, were a little dry. Even when she fell asleep, her brows were still furrowed, and tears were still falling from the corners of her eyes.

Lin Qinghe teleported here and knocked out the maid guarding outside the tent with her spiritual sense. Then she placed the small bottle of diluted rejuvenation elixir under Fucha Langya's pillow.

She left the place again and returned to her Changshou Palace, and began to enter Fucha Langya's dream.

In the dream, Fu Cha Langya sat numbly beside the bed of the seriously ill Seventh Prince Yongcong, tears falling like beads from a broken string, "My dear Yongcong...will definitely get better..."

"Yongcong... don't leave mother... wuwu..."

"Do you want to save him?" Lin Qinghe transformed into a nine-tailed fox and appeared behind Fucha Langya.

She licked her paw.

Fu Cha Langya turned around in horror and looked at the monster in front of her.

"Who are you, monster? Did you harm my child Cong?" When she thought that her child was harmed by the monster in front of her, she was shocked and angry. She didn't care about being afraid and wanted to tear Lin Qinghe, who had transformed into a nine-tailed fox, to pieces.

Hmm? Isn't the nine-tailed fox a symbol of good fortune?

If she had known earlier, she would have transformed into a phoenix.

"But if I can save your child, does it matter what I am to you, Your Majesty?" Lin Qinghe just looked down at her, and Fu Cha Langya was shocked where she stood.

Hearing Lin Qinghe say this, her originally numb expression suddenly became excited, and her eyes, which had originally been dull, also glowed again.

"Yes... As long as Yongcong can be saved... It doesn't matter who you are." Fu Cha Langya finally regained a bit of clarity.

Lin Qinghe smiled, "This fox fairy has told you a fortune. You and your child will die, but... you will die a little later than him."

"What..." Both she and Yongcong will die?

Fu Cha Langya looked at the nine-tailed fox in front of her, her expression somewhat stagnant and somewhat incredulous.

"But I want to be kind. Only one of you or him can survive." Lin Qinghe looked at Fu Cha Langya with her slightly narrowed fox eyes. She knew what Fu Cha Langya would choose.

Upon hearing this, Fucha Langya walked to the bedside and gently touched the forehead of Yongcong, who was running a high fever in his dream, and said, "If my son can live, I will be willing to give up my life..."

She whispered softly, looking at Yongcong with a soft and warm look in her eyes.

Yongcong had been suffering from a weakness since his mother's womb. He was fed with soup and medicine, and it took a lot of effort for him to grow up to that age. How could she bear to let her Yongcong die?

How could he be willing to exchange Yongcong's life for hers?

Now Yongcong is in imminent danger, and perhaps only this passing deity can save him...

"After saving him, you still have some time to live." Lin Qinghe naturally wanted Empress Fucha to live a more valuable life, and her death to be more valuable.

A hint of surprise flashed in Fucha Langya's eyes.

"Your child was caused by someone else. It's related to Jin Yuyan, Bai Ruiji and Hai Lan." Lin Qinghe would not take the blame for no reason.

But this does not prevent her from throwing dirty water on the people in Ruyi's team.

Then Hai Lan was the one who slandered Wei Yanwan for seducing the emperor. If it weren't for her, how could Wei Yanwan be driven to the flower room?

"So it was them..." Fu Cha Langya now looked like a ghost demanding her life. After hearing what Lin Qinghe said, her eyes turned bloodshot. The hatred in her eyes was so intense that she wished she could pull out the tendons and bones of those who harmed her child to vent her anger.

Yongcong is so young...he is the emperor's legitimate son!

How dare they kill so harshly?

"The medicine to save him is under your pillow. Take one drop a day. Stop when you have finished. I guarantee that he will not only recover, but also have a healthy body."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Qinghe's transformed white fox body disappeared in front of Fucha Langya's eyes, and Fucha Langya's dream was suddenly shattered.

She suddenly woke up from her dream, gasping for breath. That monster... No, was what the immortal said true?

She fumbled under the pillow in panic and immediately pulled out a porcelain bottle!

it is true……

it is true!

My son is saved!

Fu Cha Langya clenched the porcelain bottle in her hand with her pale fingertips, and burst into tears with her hands covering her mouth.

This matter must not be discovered by others.

She gently opened the cork on the porcelain bottle, and a faint medicinal fragrance lingered at her nose. After confirming again, Fu Cha Langya hurriedly put the cork back in.

Fu Cha Langya wiped the old and new tear marks on her face with her hands and called out in a hoarse voice, "Lian Xin, Lian Xin?"

Lian Xin, who had fainted on the ground, quickly got up from the ground. How could she suddenly fall asleep? The Queen was very sad, and Lian Xin cursed herself fiercely in her heart.

She hurried forward and asked with concern, "My Lady, you are awake, but do you have any instructions?"

Fu Cha Langya's aura suddenly changed, and her eyes were full of fierceness, "Lianxin, I want to order you to do something, are you afraid of death?"

"I am not afraid of death! Your Majesty, please tell me what errand I need!"

"The medicine in this porcelain bottle has been passed down from generation to generation in my family. You take this bottle of medicine and go take care of Yongcong. You must feed him one drop a day, every day, until the bottle of medicine is used up. Can you do it?"

"I will obey the Queen's order!" Lianxin also knew that this matter was of great importance. The Queen Mother must have entrusted this matter to her because she was the person the Queen Mother trusted the most. Fu Cha Langya would not feel at ease if anyone else did this.

In this way, under Lianxin's careful care, the Seventh Prince not only saved his life, but also gradually recovered his health. He survived the smallpox epidemic without any danger.

As Fu Cha Langya learned about the murder team that killed her child, she investigated the case step by step over the past few months and finally obtained conclusive evidence.

Lin Qinghe naturally got involved as well, helping Fu Cha Langya provide a variety of forged evidence and clues.

"Your Majesty, you have to make the decision for me!"