Quick Travel: Dream Hunt

When the imperial physician took Ting He's pulse just now, it turned out that Ting He, who had taken the detoxification pill, was not poisoned at all. However, the puppet's body could no longer hold on and was riddled with holes.

The system said: "The detoxification pills are useless. Even if your soul is not poisoned, from the perspective of this world, your collapsed puppet body has been deeply poisoned and is terminally ill. Take these pregnancy-preserving pills and labor-inducing pills, give birth to the baby as soon as possible, and leave this world."

Ting He was reluctant to leave and burst into tears, but she did not ask the system to do anything for her. She knew that by breaking the rules and losing its energy, she had finally gained ten months. There was no way for her to stay any longer, and she might not even be able to see or hug her child before she disappeared.

When she disappears, the original owner's body will appear in time to resist all the rumors.

She is just too selfish. She paid such a huge price to have children, but she can't accompany them as they grow up, and she can't even hug and kiss them.

Because she was already too weak, her soul could clearly feel the pain of being torn into pieces and the piercing coldness coming from the broken parts of her soul, which made her entire soul feel chilled.

Tinghe, who had taken pills to preserve pregnancy and induce labor, took the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician and drank a large bowl of it in one gulp. She then followed the midwife's calls with her breathing and movements.

She moved the baby in her belly out little by little. Even though it was painful, to the point of bleeding from her nose and mouth, she never gave up any attempt to use force.

Finally, when her body was about to break and her soul was about to leak out, her efforts were not in vain. She cried softly, bit her lip, and said to the midwife:

"Hurry, hurry up, there's one more."

The midwife didn't bother to wipe the sweat off her face and speak. She nodded and pressed down on Tinghe's belly with her bloody hands again. Tinghe felt excruciating pain. Another midwife pressed down on Tinghe's kicking legs. She didn't know what she saw and said in panic:

"My lady, if you work harder, you will see the baby soon..."

The midwife who was pushing the belly didn't know what the midwife who was pressing the legs saw, and they exchanged glances that were familiar to each other. The midwife who was pushing the belly was shocked and increased her strength and accidentally pressed Tinghe's belly, causing her to scream.

His Majesty was pacing nervously outside the delivery room. The imperial physician, concubines and everyone else were trying to stop him, refusing to let him take even a single step into the delivery room. But the scream he had just heard frightened him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat. Regardless of other people's objections, he waved everyone away and resolutely stepped into the delivery room.

Seeing Ting He's pale, weak, and sweaty appearance, Zhao Xurao clenched his fists out of distress, quickly came to the bedside, held Ting He's hand and said:

"Don't be afraid, He'er. I'm here. I'll be with you."

Ting He's whole body was convulsing in pain and she almost didn't have the strength to open her mouth. She could only maintain her strength and try hard to give birth to the baby in her belly.

When Your Majesty came in, the midwife had already taken down two large pieces of cloth to cover the entire body and lower body of the virtuous concubine, for fear of blaspheming Your Majesty.

The midwife who was stretching the legs was so frightened that her legs and feet were shaking. She was probably going to piss herself if she waited any longer. She kept shouting:

"My lady, the baby is coming out soon, please try harder..."

"Your Majesty, the little prince has been born, and the one in your belly must be a little princess. Your Majesty, please work harder."

"Yes, Madam, you have seen the head and the child..."

The midwife did not dare to shout like she usually does during a baby's birth, because after the little prince was born, he was handed over to another maid to wash and change clothes. She did not see the head of the baby in the belly just now, as the feet came out first. She did not dare to pull for fear of hurting the queen.

Seeing that she had been trembling more violently since His Majesty came in, and the breathing and voice of the Concubine Xian were getting weaker and weaker, she dared not hide it anymore, so she knelt on the ground with blood on her hands and shouted:

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid the queen is dying. The little princess in her belly came out feet first instead of head first. Your Majesty, please save the queen."

When the emperor heard that both Ting He and the child were not well, he immediately shouted, "Call the imperial physician."

The imperial physician carrying the medicine box was about to rush in when he heard this, but was stopped by the old officials and wives who stayed here after the chaos. They said: ""

"Your Majesty, think twice. The delivery room is a filthy place. It's fine for Your Majesty to enter, but there are differences between men and women. How can the imperial physician enter when the virtuous concubine is giving birth?"

"Yes, the delivery room is a place for women. Men should not enter it. Our ancestors' teachings say that only women can set foot in such a filthy place. Once a man is contaminated, he will be in trouble at best, or even endanger the country."

"Your Majesty, please think twice, Your Majesty, please think twice..."

How could Zhao Xurao listen to their advice? If he was really afraid of being contaminated, he would not have come in. At this moment, the life of the virtuous concubine was in danger, and that group of old ministers were still taking advantage of their seniority.

Without thinking, he blurted out:

"My dear minister, what you said makes sense. There are differences between men and women. From now on, we will abolish the custom of male doctors treating noble ladies. We will vigorously open up female schools, train female doctors, and promote female doctors in the harem. You should not bother the imperial doctors when you need medical treatment outside the palace. You can just go to the wandering doctors in the mountains. Your wives, daughters, and mothers should not bother the imperial doctors anymore. As long as they are treated by male doctors, they will be treated according to the rules of gender difference."

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of old ministers knelt down and begged His Majesty to revoke his order.

His Majesty anxiously scolded the imperial physician: "Come in quickly."

The imperial doctors stumbled into the hall carrying boxes. The maids and midwives had already moved a screen to cover the lower half of Concubine Xian's body, leaving only her head and His Majesty's robes.

His Majesty took out the virtuous concubine's hand and placed it on his hand, saying:

"Come over here and take my pulse. There's something wrong with Concubine Xian. I want your lives."

The scene was chaotic with people holding silk handkerchiefs, but it was well organized. Several people took turns to feel the pulse and then gathered together to mutter for a while. Seeing the impatience in His Majesty's eyes, a representative of the imperial doctors stood up and said:

"Your Majesty, the Queen's pulse is weak, and it is already a sign of a dying woman. We can only use some strong medicine to temporarily keep the Queen alive. After the Queen gives birth to the little princess, she may, may pass away."

The other imperial doctors also bowed and said, "Your Majesty, the virtuous concubine has been poisoned too deeply, and the fetus is not yet mature. Now the fetus is in an abnormal position. It seems to be a sign of two lives. If you don't use medicine, I'm afraid it will really..."

His Majesty's eyes went dark as he watched the doctors' mouths opening and closing, but he could not hear clearly. However, he still forced himself to turn his head and glance at Ting He, whose breathing was weak and whose chest was rising and falling slowly, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I don't want the child anymore. As long as you can save Consort Xian, I want her to live..."