After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

Xie Yuzhang wanted Concubine Chun to die, but he didn't want to be criticized by historians and recorded in history books, especially before he ascended the throne.

Even the emperor could not stop the historian's pen and mouth.

Because these people are not afraid of death.

If you really kill these people, hehe, that's terrible, maybe what you see will be even more exaggerated than what the historians recorded, leaving room for people to speculate.

It is difficult, but Xie Yuzhang seems to be blessed by gods and Buddhas recently and has been on a roll.

Xie Yuzhang was racking his brains to make Concubine Chun pass away in a dignified and normal manner when he received the news that the Eighth Prince had hit his head against the wall and his life was hanging by a thread.

This is undoubtedly like giving someone a pillow when they feel sleepy!

However, Xie Yuzhang was shrewd and did not act rashly. Instead, he ordered Eunuch De to send the person to Yihua Palace, then sent someone to inform Li Yunchang, and finally sent someone to find the imperial physician.

In Yihua Palace, when Concubine Chun saw the bloody hole on Xie Yuchuan's forehead, she took several steps back in shock and fear. After she came to her senses, she took a few steps forward and threw herself on her son, her whole body trembling.

"Who is it? Who is it? How could this happen? Ah? How could this happen to my son?"

A series of questions left everyone in Yihua Palace silent. They had no idea!

Eunuch De stood aside, wiped his tears, and said to Concubine Chun: "Your Majesty, I heard that Xiao Quzi went to see the Eighth Prince, and not long after he left, the Eighth Prince hit his head against the wall and committed suicide."

"Where's the imperial doctor?"

"Where's the imperial doctor!"

Imperial Concubine Chun was too busy looking for trouble with Eunuch Qu at the moment. She used her fair and slender hand to stop the bleeding from the hole in the Eighth Prince's forehead, but the blood had already turned cold.

"Someone has been sent to clear it out, and they will be here soon."

Eunuch De also looked flustered.

"Are they all dead? Bring a blanket to His Highness, he's cold!"

Concubine Chun suddenly felt her son's cold hand and roared at Aunt Jingyin without any manners.

"My son, my son, please don't scare me... Chuan'er, wake up and look at me..."

The Eighth Prince closed his eyes tightly and did not react at all, but the blood on his face was particularly shocking.

Aunt Jingyin quickly brought a thin quilt to cover Xie Yuchuan. Concubine Chun immediately helped to tuck in the quilt for him, but her eyes were fixed on her son without moving away.

Not long after, Doctor Huang arrived.

Eunuch De watched Doctor Huang's hurried examination and quietly stepped aside.

In fact, when he sent the person over, he checked his breath and found that the Eighth Prince had stopped breathing.

Concubine Chun actually realized it, but she didn't want to accept this fact and wanted to struggle again.

Doctor Huang stood up and shook his head at Concubine Chun: "I am incompetent. Your Majesty, please accept my condolences. The Eighth Prince has passed away."

"what--"

Concubine Chun suddenly screamed like she was going insane, holding the Eighth Prince and shaking him non-stop, saying "her son" all the time. Even though Eunuch De didn't want to sympathize with her, it was hard not to feel sad when he heard it.

Suddenly, Eunuch De was grabbed by a pair of sticky hands: "Eunuch De, I beg you, can you go find Princess Jiahe? Ask her to save Chuan'er. She can ask for anything she wants, as long as she is willing to save Chuan'er..."

Eunuch De was so frightened that he quickly broke free and shook his head to refuse: "My lady, the county lady only knows acupuncture, she can't bring the dead back to life..."

What’s the point of thinking of the county lord now?

What's more, the county princess is from the Crown Prince's camp. Even if she can be saved, he won't do it!