Peerless Consort Wants to Divorce

Everyone's expression changed as they subconsciously looked towards Wen Yi. No one had thought that just then … Why did it change in the blink of an eye?

Wen Yi was also stunned, she could not believe what she had just heard, and asked: "How can that be? Wasn't the Tianshan Snow Lotus able to cure a hundred poisons? How could this be? "

She hastily ran in, only to see Prince Zhenyuan hugging Princess Hua-Yang, too upset to cry.

Wen Yi hurried to check her pulse, her face suddenly turned pale white. Oh my god, there was no pulse or breath, there was clearly no problem just now, how did it become like this after eating the snow lotus?

How could this be? It was fine just now. She saw that Princess Zhenyuan's lips and face were darker than before. She opened her eyes and a bit of black blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth, solidifying at the corner. It was clearly a sign of being deeply poisoned! Could someone have done something to the snow lotus? Without time to think, she hurriedly rescued him and let the imperial doctor prick her acupoints with golden needles. There was still time to hope.

"Quick, prepare the salt water!" Wen Yi shouted anxiously, "More, bring out the more!" She hoped that the venom would not spread in time. It was just that Princess Zhenyuan, who had just given birth to a child, was probably unable to continue doing all this anymore, but now, she had no choice but to give it a shot.

She pushed Prince Zhenyuan up. "Help her up carefully, pay attention to the wound on her abdomen!"

When Prince Zhenyuan heard this, he hurriedly supported her, allowing her to lean slightly towards the side of the bed.

Wen Yi used her hands to feel the temperature of the water, then ordered someone to prepare green bean soup. Although she couldn't drink anything too cold right now, her life was in danger, so she couldn't care about anything else. She really couldn't guarantee that at this moment of danger, without all the modern facilities, she would be able to save her.

Wen Yi started to drink the salted water, but the princess had no reaction to that. She could not drink the salted water at all. As soon as she said it, it came out. If it went on like this, she really wouldn't have any hope. Wen Yi cried out anxiously, crying as she shouted, "You have to hold on, you can't give up, your child was born seven months old, it's very weak, and needs your mother's care, you can't give up, think about how sad your husband would be? Think about what your child would do without you. Think how sad your parents were? They can't bear the pain of the white-haired man giving away the black-haired man... " Wen Yi thought of his parents and felt so upset that her heart was in a mess. It was as if his parents were crying as they looked at her corpse. While she himself was no different from dead. He didn't have the chance to tell them that she was fine and that she shouldn't be sad.

After drinking for a while, he went back to the cardiopulmonary bypass and artificial respiration. She knew from her many years of clinical experience that the Princess was just shocked, not really dead, but because the poison was too deep and she didn't have any advanced emergency equipment, even if she was shocked, it was very likely that she wouldn't wake up again. Right now, the only method she had was to wake her up. No matter what, as long as she woke up, even if she passed through the gates of hell, she was confident about the rest.

Outside, the emperor was infuriated as he ordered his men to investigate the poison of the Tianshan Snow Lotus. He dared to do such a sinister thing in front of the Son of Heaven. He really didn't want to die. To the Emperor, his wife's death was a small matter, but the person who dared to challenge his authority made him angry.

Song Yunqian took the initiative to ask for an investigation. The Emperor had granted him permission, and led the Academic adjudication to personally inspect, taking all the ingredients needed for the medicinal herbs. All the palace maid who had come into contact with the medicinal herbs were investigated, but no one was found to be suspicious.

The medicine was brought out from the ice warehouse by the emperor's steward, the Eunuch Wei, who led the two palace maid s to fetch it. During the process, the Eunuch Wei supervised the entire process and the medicine never left his eyes.

The medicine was delivered to Taiyuan Hospital. As the Tianshan Snow Lotus was a very rare medicinal ingredient, it was personally decocted by Imperial Physician Chen of Taiyuan Hospital. During the process of decocting the medicine, Eunuch Wei supervised the entire process and did not leave.

After the medicine had been fried,, the manager of the Imperial Concubine Rong Palace, Yu Zi, personally carried it over. Within it, Eunuch Wei supervised the entire process and throughout this entire process, his eyes never left the Snow Lotus of Heavenly Mountain. Eunuch Wei would be able to witness it personally when the snow lotus in the sky mountain was taken out from the warehouse and brought over as medicine.

Song Yunqian suspected the Eunuch Wei, but according to everyone who participated, the Eunuch Wei was only a supervisor for the entire process. He himself had never touched the medicinal ingredients before, so he couldn't possibly have poisoned himself.

However, it was absolutely true that the medicine had been poisoned. In other words, someone must have poisoned him in the process without anyone knowing. Anyone who had come into contact with medicine would be suspected, including the decocting imperial physician, who had been supervising the entire process, and the Imperial Concubine Rong Yu Zi, who was in the Imperial Concubine Rong Palace. However, after the interrogation, no one was suspicious anymore. They could all prove the same to each other. It was impossible for all of them to be lying!

In the delivery room, Wen Yi was still pouring salt water nonstop, she had already drunk tens of thousands of mung bean water, and could not refill it anymore. Princess Qian Qian had just finished producing it, her body was very weak, the green bean water was too cold, and from a traditional Chinese medicine's perspective, she was forbidden from consuming mung beans.

Without the stomach washing tools, Wen Yi could only stick her finger into the princess' throat to make her puke. This kind of torture could seriously injure her vitality, but it was also something that she could not do anything about.

Prince Zhenyuan had already given up. He fell onto the chair, his hands covering his face, his shoulders twitching. Hero's tears flowed out from his fingers, drop by drop, turning into tears of heartbreak.

Wen Yi did not give up, she let the royal doctors continue to massage her body, while she used her modern first aid technique to save her.

She ordered people to prepare the Astragalus Ganoderma Soup. Astragalus had the effect of enhancing normal heart contraction, which was more obvious to the heart which had failed due to poisoning or fatigue. It could expand blood vessels and had obvious hypotension and diuretic effects.

When he was almost done vomiting, he started to drink the Astragalus Ganoderma Soup. Before he could wake up, the second bowl was followed by the second one. Astragalus had the effect of strengthening the heart. Although it wasn't useful, but because the ancient people didn't take any hormones in their bodies, they hoped that this kind of heart strengthening agent would be useful to her, at least for the time being, to let her breathe again.

The people waiting outside the door were extremely anxious. The Imperial Concubine Rong had already knelt down with the empress dowager in the buddhist hall, begging the buddha to bless the Princess Zhenyuan. However, there were a few changes that flashed across her eyes, so fast that no one noticed. The emperor was still unwilling to leave, so she was waiting in the hall for news from the delivery room.

The palace maid was busy going in and out with a panicked expression, causing the emperor's heart to tighten. He could understand his son's pain, the pain of losing one's true love. He knew it the best. He absentmindedly recalled that he had experienced that kind of feeling before and almost didn't … He couldn't help but feel anxious for his son.

Yang Luofan and the other imperial concubines were waiting outside the delivery room, causing everyone to be extremely worried. Only Yang Luofan who had been alone, wanted Wen Yi to dejectedly come out and tell everyone that the Princess Zhenyuan was hopeless.

Like all the other concubines, she chanted something in her mouth. All the consorts' relationship was not good in the past, but the ones lying inside were not concubines in the palace in the end, so there was no interest in them at all. They supported Princess Zhenyuan from a woman's standpoint, and all the concubines who had produced before knew of this situation, and as such, as women, it was inevitable that they would hurt each other, so they did not have any thoughts at the moment, and hoped that she would be able to make it through!

Prince Zhenyuan sat on the chair in a daze, his hand holding down the sword at his waist. As long as the imperial physician announced that Princess Hua-Yang was dead, he would immediately commit suicide in front of her. It was too cruel, too cruel. How could he face the future without her? Everyone said that he was a hero of steel and steel. He had never been timid or soft-hearted on the battlefield. He guarded the borders and erected a strong barrier, stopping the enemies in their tracks.

As for him, all he had wanted in his life was a warm home. It would be enough if he had the woman he loved, and the child he loved.

If he lost all of this, he would also lose the courage to continue living.

It didn't matter if he called himself a coward or a scoundrel who had betrayed the grace of the Holy Father. He was only loyal to his own feelings. The day he married her, he said that life and death would be with him. He also believed that if he died in battle, she would follow him.

The imperial physician had already given up, but Wen Yi acted as if she had been possessed and refused to let go.

Prince Zhenyuan said softly: "Sister-in-law, forget it, stop tormenting her. Let her be at ease!"

Wen Yi raised her head, her face was filled with an anxious expression, and she stubbornly said: "No, she's not dead yet. There's still hope! "As long as she wakes up …"

Prince Zhenyuan laughed bitterly and said mournfully, "His breathing has already stopped, so this king can't let her suffer anymore!" He pushed Wen Yi away, walked forward and gently hugged Princess Zhenyuan, and said gently: "Ye Er, your husband will bring you home!"

Wen Yi blocked in front of Prince Zhenyuan, perspiration trickling down her forehead, with eyes full of determination, she advised: "My prince, I cannot give up, as long as she recovers, I can save her, I beg you to let me try!"

The Prince Zhenyuan shook his head and was about to leave with the princess in his arms.

Wen Yi suddenly stood up, raised her hand and slapped Prince Zhenyuan: "Put her down, she's my patient, no one can touch her."

Prince Zhenyuan looked at her blankly, a look of disgust in his eyes, "She's already gone, why are you still tormenting her?"