Forced to take a large amount of labor-inducing drugs, the drugs caused the uterus to contract too violently, ultimately tearing the bottom of the uterus or the cervix, or retaining residuals in the body, resulting in continuous lochia.
When the human body loses blood vitality for a long ti, it is like flowers that have lost their roots, trying everything to hang on to life with the best dicinal ingredients. It is rely delaying the inevitable.
Feng Xiyue also knew that she was not going to make it.
In the heat of July, she still lay in bed, wrapping herself tightly with thick bedding, not leaving a single gap, yet she could still sll a particularly foul stench emanating from her own body.
The house was filled with plenty of flowers that had gradually wilted. The scent of the flowers mixed with the foul odor, combining into another sll that was even more unpleasant.
It was chilling.
"Soone, co here..."
Feng Xiyue called out weakly several tis, yet no one ca.
On the other side, the laughter of the two wet nurses ca intermittently, and Zhuangzhuang had been crying weakly for a long ti, yet still, no one ca to hold him.
Feng Xiyue called out several more tis, but the laughter and conversation on the other side continued without interruption, and still, no one ca.
She propped up her frail body to try to get out of bed, but a wave of dizziness made her head drop to the floor, and she struggled for a long ti without being able to crawl up.
She braced herself on her elbows and moved forward bit by bit, slowly inching towards her child’s cradle. But Zhuangzhuang seed to realize sothing was wrong; his crying intensified, shattering Feng Xiyue’s heart.
"Zhuangzhuang, Zhuangzhuang, don’t cry, mother is coming, mother is going to hold you! Zhuangzhuang, mother’s child..."
Bit by bit, she approached the cradle, and a short distance that was usually so quick to cross nearly exhausted all her strength.
By the ti she reached under the cradle, she was so tired that she couldn’t even lift her head. But she stubbornly called out to her child, "Zhuangzhuang, Zhuangzhuang, mother is here, mother is with you, mother will always, always be with you. Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry..."
She stretched out her withered hand, trying to reach for the cradle hanging in mid-air.
But the cradle swayed in front of her, always out of reach.
The world slowly closed before her eyes, and in the end, there was nothing but darkness. In her haze, she heard Nanny Jiang’s hoarse voice desperately yelling, "Empress!—"
Feng Xiyue smiled!
What sort of empress was she?
Her entire life, just living was a tragedy.
Only when she was young and her parents were still alive did she enjoy the happiest, most carefree, and most unfettered of good days!
It was as if she could see her parents coming toward her again, waving at her.
Father was still so young, mother still so gentle, both of them called her with kind faces, "Xiyue, Xiyue! My good Xiyue, we’ve co to get you."
"Father, mother, you finally ca!"
Feng Xiyue felt her body suddenly lighten, as if all the illness peeled away from her body, and warmth she had never felt before filled her completely.
She joyfully threw herself into her parents’ embrace...
The next mont, a cry of alarm suddenly rang in her ears, "Soone co quickly! Imperial Concubine Feng has had an accident, soone co quickly..."
The cries were particularly grating on the ears, and the sound of footsteps rang incessantly by her side. She struggled to throw herself into her parents’ embrace, heedless of all else, but the figures of her father and mother kept retreating, moving further and further away, their distance from Feng Xiyue growing ever more vast...
Feng Xiyue felt an inexplicable panic, desperately chasing after the two figures, "Dad, Mom, please wait for , wait for Xiyue! I am your Xiyue! Dad, Mom..."
Her loud cries filled the air, but no matter how she tried, she could not catch up with the departing footsteps.
Just as she felt frantic, a strong suction yanked her back forcefully. The light and warm sensation slowly faded, and she was once again engulfed by a heavy feeling and an omnipresent pain.
She felt soone pounding on her chest, causing a painful ache in her heart.
Who could possess such audacity to offend Imperial Concubine Feng? Did they no longer wish to live?
She opened her eyes with so effort, attempting to see the person daring enough to cross the Supre, but instead, she heard a joyful exclamation.
"She’s awake, she’s awake! Imperial Concubine Feng has co to!"
Her vision blurred, Feng Xiyue had barely seen clearly before being dragged back into darkness.
"Imperial Concubine Feng fainted and was nearly beyond saving?"
Su Pan’er looked at the palace maid who had co to report, unable to describe the emotion in her heart. Humans are creatures of emotion; she and Feng Xiyue had walked together through the hardest of tis and now watching her life’s end was undeniably heartbreaking.
"When did this happen?"
"Reporting to Your Highness, it occurred Yesterday afternoon."
The palace maid provided a detailed report, "Yesterday afternoon was hot. Nanny Jiang by Imperial Concubine Feng’s side took a short nap; only two young palace maids were attending to Her Highness. They were helping Imperial Concubine Feng sew toddler clothes when, unnoticed, she fell off the bed onto the floor. It wasn’t until Nanny Jiang awoke from her nap that she found Imperial Concubine Feng lying on the ground in a large pool of blood..."
At this point, the palace maid herself couldn’t help but tremble.
"I understand."
Su Pan’er thought for a mont, "In that case, send another Imperial Physician to check on her. Whatever top-grade dicinal ingredients we need, as long as we have them in the Imperial Palace, provide them generously for Imperial Concubine Feng’s use. Additionally, inform Feng Jiu and ask him to enter the palace."
The reporting palace maid was overjoyed and quickly expressed her gratitude.
Originally, Imperial Concubine Feng had constantly spoken of her departed loved ones, and when she ca out, Nanny Jiang had already instructed her to try and persuade the Empress to agree to let the young master visit the palace. Unexpectedly, before she could even ntion it, the Empress had already proactively suggested it.
"Thank you, Your Highness the Empress, thank you so much!"
"There’s no need for thanks, hurry back and attend to your family head."
Su Pan’er dismissed the palace maid and headed towards the bathroom.
Sitting through the confinent period in June’s heat was the worst fear. Su Pan’er had a wound on her abdon that could not be exposed to water; afraid to contract headaches, she dared not wash her hair or take baths. Now that she had finally and completely erged from the confinent period, she naturally couldn’t wait to visit the bathhouse.
The water in the bathhouse was very clear. Su Pan’er swam a few laps in the water before slowly starting to ease up, standing by leaning on the railing at the water’s edge.
The wound on her lower abdon, after repeatedly applying a scar removal dicated Cream that prevents the growth of connective tissues, now only showed a red line of flesh. The surrounding area once punctured by the stitching needle had faded to nearly invisible.
She believed that in Three months, her skin would be restored to its previous state.
Su Pan’er looked carefully, again and again, very satisfied with the healing of the wound.
After swimming a couple more laps in the water, she finally got out of the pool, wrapped herself in a towel to dry off, and stepped out of the large bathhouse.
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