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Chapter 1288 - 1199 Trouble at Water Moon Courtyard!

Chapter 1288: Chapter 1199 Trouble at Water Moon Courtyard!

A waft of alcohol rushed straight into her nostrils, prompting Su Pan’er to subconsciously cover her nose and push him away, "Everything is fine. I just went to see the child before coming here, he’s well fed and sleeping soundly. There are no problems."

"That’s good to hear. Come, join me for a few drinks."

Qin Yi swayed unsteadily, reaching for the wine cup as he spoke. Su Pan’er quickly stopped him, jokingly mentioning that her abdominal wound had yet to fully heal, and she obviously couldn’t drink.

"Your Majesty, shouldn’t you go and keep your elder brother and grandfather company? Uncle Lui is also inside waiting for you!"

"Right, right, right, look at me... I’ve, I’ve completely, completely forgotten about that. I’ll go now, right away..." He swayed as he walked, alarming two eunuchs who quickly stepped forward to support him on each side, thus preventing a fall.

"Can’t you drink a little less?"

Su Pan’er tried to push him away, then turned to instruct someone to bring sobering soup for His Majesty to drink, before accompanying him to the inner chamber. There was bound to be another round of cheerful toasting and drinking.

Watching Qin Yi drink like water, Su Pan’er smiled outwardly, but was anxious at heart.

During the feast, Lui Ming inevitably complained to His Majesty, reciting various difficulties. The drunken Emperor spoke and acted flawlessly, leaving no room for anyone to take advantage, as slippery as a loach in the river.

Su Pan’er repeatedly glanced towards Qin Yi, wondering if he was truly drunk or merely pretending.

Finally, when the banquet was over, Su Pan’er had the relatives and friends sent out of the palace. Just as she was scrutinizing Qin Yi with an inquiring gaze, Eunuch An hurried in, seeing the Emperor leaning askew by the couch and quickly approached the Empress: "Empress, there’s trouble!"

"What’s happened?"

Eunuch An paused briefly, "It’s... it’s trouble at Water Moon Courtyard."

...

While the Emperor and Empress joyfully celebrated the eldest Prince’s full month of life in grand fashion, Water Moon Courtyard was plunged into a deathly silence.

Feng Xiyue slowly opened her eyes, finding herself still on her large bed.

In recent days, she kept having the same recurring dream.

In the dream, her parents always reached out to take her away, yet she was always pulled back by an inexplicable force.

She often thought that perhaps it would be nice to sleep eternally.

That way, she could be reunited with her parents below the ground, living freely together. No longer would they need to face the high walls of the Imperial Palace or the chaos of the world.

But she couldn’t leave her son behind!

He was a piece of her own flesh.

How would he grow up without her?

Once again the same dream!

Feng Xiyue forced her eyes open, only to find Nanny Jiang by her side, ceaselessly wiping her tears, instead of the parents she saw in her dreams.

"...Listen to how lively it is outside! I heard His Majesty is celebrating the birth of the eldest Prince, hosting a feast for all his subjects. All the Civil and Military Officials have attended! It’s just that I don’t know if our young master made an appearance?"

"Imperial Concubine Feng, how could His Majesty be so heartless! You also gave birth to a little Prince. Even common families, though they may not care much for illegitimate children, wouldn’t neglect them so completely. Look at His Majesty; he has never once set foot in Water Moon Courtyard!"

"Imperial Concubine Feng, you must hold on. If you were to leave, how could I, an old servant, live on my own? My spouse and children are gone; I’m left all alone in this world. Now, you are about to leave me too. Why is the life of this old woman so filled with suffering!"

"Imperial Concubine Feng, you don’t know, I sent someone to bring the young master to the palace to see you, but they said the young master went out to find an Eminent Doctor for you and was not at home..."

Nanny Jiang kept nagging without even noticing that Feng Xiyue had woken up.

Feng Xiyue lay there with her eyes open, listening quietly, and then closed them silently.

She couldn’t even take care of herself at the moment, so how could she take care of the servants who had suffered with her in the palace?

But if she really were to pass away, what would become of those servants?

To her surprise, Feng Xiyue thought of herself!

Comparing herself with Nanny Jiang, perhaps in the heart of the Empress, she was no different from the servants like Jiang.

Having this thought, the tears finally fell from the corners of her eyes.

Only now did she realize that she had lived her life following in the footsteps of others!

Once, she thought that compared to the Empress, all she lacked was a bit of luck. If only she could have been at the right place at the right time by His Majesty’s side back then. The woman smiling last would definitely have been her, Feng Xiyue!

It is said that when a person is about to die, their words are kind.

It was only on the brink of death that she finally understood this saying.

Upon reflection, if her life had truly been her own, would she have inevitably become the ultimate winner, smiling last? Or would she have turned into a mound of yellow soil at one of the countless forks in the road?

While giving birth, the Empress chose to do her best to preserve the pregnancy and was rewarded with an extraordinary baby. And as for herself? Her situation today was entirely of her own making!

She slowly closed her eyes, letting the tears of regret wash over the remorse at the bottom of her heart.

"It’s terrible! Imperial Concubine Feng is in trouble; the little Prince is suddenly unwell!"

The door was violently thrust open, and a Palace Maid ran in frantically, looking extremely panicked: "Imperial Concubine Feng, the little Prince’s eyes are rolling back, and he seems to have a high fever; please come quickly!"

The child is sick?

The moment Feng Xiyue, who had been resting her eyes, heard this, how could she sleep? She struggled to get up, "Hurry! Quickly, take me to see him."

But with her disheveled appearance, the Empress needed to fix her attire before leaving, which wasn’t fast at all.

Before Nanny Jiang could stop her, Feng Xiyue pushed her aside in one swift motion and fell from the bed with too much force.

"Imperial Concubine Feng!"

Nanny Jiang hurried forward, panicked, to help her up.

Feng Xiyue was propped up to sit, her gaze incredibly distant: "Quick, quick! My child, my child..."

Before she could finish her words, she felt a sweet, metallic taste in her throat; she couldn’t hold back and suddenly vomited a large mouthful of fresh blood.

Nanny Jiang cried out in terror: "It’s terrible! The Empress is vomiting blood, call the Imperial Physician quickly!"

Chaos erupted throughout the Water Moon Courtyard!

It took all of the Imperial Physician’s efforts to pull Feng Xiyue back from the Gates of Hell, but when she opened her eyes, the first thing she asked was to see the Empress.

"Imperial Concubine Feng wants to see me? What is the matter?"

Su Pan’er looked at Eunuch An who had delivered the message.

Eunuch An’s back was more stooped than ever: "Reporting to the Empress, I do not know the details. However, according to the Imperial Physician, it seems Imperial Concubine Feng... may not escape this time, there are signs of a final flash of lucidity before death. Right now, Imperial Concubine Feng wishes to see Your Majesty, perhaps it concerns the child she has given birth to."