Chapter 606 The First Prince Is Critically Ill

He put the medicine in his hand directly to his mouth and swallowed it. It was as if nothing had happened. Then he picked up the small bowl and started to use his dinner.

As expected of a prince, even if he is really a prisoner, his etiquette is always there.

When the meal was over, the people outside came in again and cleaned up the table, and the third prince picked up the pen and continued to copy the ancestor's instructions.

I don't know how many times the candlesticks on the table have been changed, and now it's the third watch, but he still hasn't slept, and even the eunuch on the side is yawning cautiously.

However, the third prince was still sitting upright at the table, painting neatly and carefully.

"His Royal Highness, it's late at night, let's take a rest and write again tomorrow."

"No," the third prince wrote again on the paper, "I am not tired yet."

That night, he sat on the table all night without sleep.

On the second day, his eyes were bloodshot, but he still did not rest, which also made the eunuch on the side extremely anxious, and also thought to himself, what, are these three princes infected with evil or what? of?

Shouldn't it be smashing tables, smashing chairs, and tearing up what you've written?

What's the matter? It's only one night, and he has already changed his temperament. Could it be that this is really Zhongxie.

The eunuch hurriedly told the guards at the door about the matter. The guards naturally did not dare to delay, so they went to the emperor. The third prince is currently only grounded, not deprived of his identity as a prince, so his identity It's still the prince, I'm not sure, he will come out in the future, and then sit on the whole country.

"En..." The emperor raised his eyelids lightly.

"He stopped smashing things?"

"Yes," the guard lowered his head very low, then cupped his hands and said, "The third prince has been writing on the lamp all night, and he still hasn't rested for a moment."

"Let him copy it."

The pen in the emperor's hand has not stopped. He still has a lot of memorials to approve. Seeing that he is going to use a part of the national treasury to improve people's livelihood, he is really happy when he doesn't see it.

Of course, the third prince is no longer smashing things, but it has also brought some comfort to his father's heart. At least he has grown up and is sensible. Of course, it is up to him to know which step he has gone wrong.

"Go down."

The emperor waved his hand lightly, and also let the guards go down.

As for the third prince, it is good to wake up and wake up again, but it is only one night without sleep. What is this? When he was the prince, he worked tirelessly every day and every night, and there was never a trace of it. Relax and slack, even if he sits on this dragon chair, he has never seen him sleep well.

Who knows how difficult it is to hold up such a crumbling country?

Therefore, the emperor did not care that the three princes were almost self-mutilating. The prince he gave birth to, he naturally understood, and it was hard to guarantee that this was not a bitter trick for him.

The emperor ignored the third prince, and the third prince was still copying the book as if he was abusing himself. He stood to the point of not eating or sleeping until the third day, when suddenly, he felt a sweetness in his throat, and then A mouthful of blood was also sprayed out, mixed with the black ink, which was so shocking.

The pen in his hand fell, and when she lost consciousness, she heard the eunuch's crazy voice calling for an imperial doctor, and the corner of his lips hooked upwards, and then he didn't know anything. .

"What?" The emperor stood up abruptly, but it was also because he sat for too long and got up too straight. He directly felt his head dizzy. He was about to throw his own.

"You said that the third prince is critically ill?"

How is this possible, the emperor does not believe it, how can this be critically ill, the third prince's body is good when he is small, and he has grown up to now. On weekdays, I have never even had a cold, so how could I be critically ill?

He believes anyone who is critically ill, but if it is the third prince, he doesn't believe it at all.

Come on, take me to see it.

The emperor hurriedly asked Eunuch Hu to walk with him. At this moment, his palms were all sweaty, and even a lot of sweat began to seep from his forehead, and almost all of the sweat on his back was Wet heavy clothes.

No, yes, no, absolutely not.

This is the bitter meat scheme, this must be the bitter meat scheme.

His prince has been smart since he was a child, and he is also good at using his own scheming. When it comes to scheming, I am afraid that even the previous emperor is not as good as him. He who is so calculating, how could it be possible to give his own life to the calculation? Therefore, he does not believe, he absolutely does not believe.

However, when he arrived at the third prince's bedroom, and saw a bunch of eunuchs and palace maids kneeling on the ground, as well as a few eunuchs, his heart tightened.

The eunuch on one side carefully lifted the shaman, and when the emperor saw the third prince lying inside, he couldn't help but take a step back.

He stretched out his finger and pointed at the third prince whose face was ashes as he collapsed, even though he had lost his breath for a few stops. After the corners of his lips moved together for a long time, he couldn't say anything.

This is impossible, this is not his third emperor, this thin person is like a ghost, and he is about to become a ghost, definitely not his emperor.

Especially the gray and dish color of this face, it is obvious that people will return to the world soon.

The imperial doctor was also on the side, tremblingly talking about the condition of the third prince, but without saying a word, it was good words, and what he expressed was very obscene, that is to say, the third prince is like this, I am afraid it will be more fortunate than fortunate. .

The emperor was originally disappointed with the third prince, but at this time it was changed again because of this desperate fatherly love.

Of course, in his heart, he felt sorry for the emperor. It was all his fault. Yes, it was all his fault. If he hadn't forced this son back then, he wouldn't be in critical condition now. He didn't know what to say, that's what made him like this.

The emperor is really heartbroken now, and the third prince is also unknown, the eunuch and the maid who are kneeling on the ground want to cry without tears, and the few imperial doctors are covered in cold sweat.

The heirs of the royal family are thin, and now he only has so few sons, and the only ones who can inherit the throne are the third prince and the fourth prince.

Of course, if the emperor is really pissed off, they will be buried with them. Even if the emperor is not pissed off, if any accident happens to the third prince, I am afraid that their lives will also be explained here. It is a dead word, it is nothing more than sooner or later.

"The eldest prince is critically ill?" Luo Hengju held the teapot in one hand and the cup in the other, then poured the tea in the cup into the tea bowl, and placed it in front of Shen Qingci.