The Royal Family's Orphan is on the Rise

Jiang Ruofan's face was full of doubts. Shen Jiarou pursed her lips and said, "I'll do it."

In case people didn’t understand, she explained: “It’s best if there are few people who come into contact with you.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruofan had no choice but to withdraw his hand silently. Shen Jiarou stepped forward and took off her son's underwear, then took the clean clothes handed to him by the palace maid and gave them to him to change into.

Looking at her son's underwear, Shen Jiarou sighed deeply, hoping that she could find a way this time.

"From now on, don't get close to me. You must stay three meters away from me and the prince to prevent more people from being infected."

Everyone nodded helplessly: "Yes, Princess."

Fengyi Palace

Queen Mu Simin looked at Ji Chenyu anxiously: "Your Majesty, how is the fourth princess?"

One of the eunuchs who was sent out came back, and Ji Chenyu asked immediately after hearing it.

"How is it? Tell me quickly."

"Your Majesty, it's the same as before, but the Regent Princess took off the prince's underwear and kept holding it, as if she wanted to infect herself, and then try one by one."

The Empress Dowager's eyes widened when she heard this: "What? This child is just fooling around. Quick, take me over. I will stop her."

Aunt Zhen helped her up, and Ji Chenyu quickly asked Luo Cheng to follow her, while he stayed behind in Fengyi Palace.

The Thirteenth Prince learned about the affair between the Crown Prince and Jiang Ziwen, and entered the palace with a sign, but because he was a foreigner, he needed the consent of Ji Chenyu or one of the Empress Dowager and the Queen Mother.

On the way to Fanghua Palace, the palace messenger who delivered the message ran into the Empress Dowager's procession. Seeing him in a hurry, Nanny Gui frowned.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

The palace servant bowed respectfully and said, "Your servant pays respects to the Grand Empress Dowager. I am going to Fengyi Palace to deliver a letter. The Thirteenth Prince is asking to see you at the palace gate."

Upon hearing his words, the Empress Dowager agreed immediately.

"Madam Gui, go and pick up the Thirteenth Prince and bring him to Fanghua Palace."

Aunt Gui bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, Grand Empress Dowager."

When the Empress Dowager arrived at Fanghua Palace, Shen Jiarou had already begun to show signs of reaction.

"Princess, you are not starting to feel itchy, are you?" Rezana asked anxiously.

Aunt Zhenhua had a worried look on her face. She was about to speak when she was interrupted by a singing voice.

"The Empress Dowager has arrived."

Shen Jiarou, who was feeling more and more uncomfortable, was startled when she heard the sudden singing voice. As she stood up, the Empress Dowager had already walked to the door, but was stopped by Aunt Zhenhua.

"Grand Empress Dowager, you can't go in anymore."

The Empress Dowager looked at Shen Jiarou who was scratching her itch, and said with disapproval on her face: "Yiyi, you are just fooling around, throw away your underwear, do you want to die?"

Shen Jiarou shook her head: "Grandmother, it's too late. I've already started to react. Wenwen is my first child, and I don't want anything to happen to him. Please get out as far away from this room as possible, or you will be infected."

The Empress Dowager was heartbroken and said: "You can try it on a mouse, it's better than trying it yourself."

Shen Jiarou smiled bitterly: "I don't know how a mouse feels, so I should try it myself. If it succeeds, Wenwen and the prince can be saved."

The Empress Dowager didn't dare to think of another possibility, for she was afraid that she would once again die before her loved ones.

Shen Jiarou felt more and more uncomfortable, and almost tore her arm to pieces, which made Jiang Ruofan very distressed.

"Ma'am, please think about whether there is anything that can relieve the pain."

Shen Jiarou raised her head: "Bring some white wine and cotton..."

After she finished speaking, her whole body began to itch again. She even scratched the back of her hands until they were broken. She really couldn't help it, and it was terrifying to see everyone.

Seeing the wine and other things brought in, Shen Jiarou stood up and began to rub the white wine on one of her arms. Seeing the reactions from both sides, Doctor Li and Doctor Liu were responsible for recording what she said.

Seeing that the alcohol had little effect, Shen Jiarou thought of freezing the food and asked someone to bring some ice cubes. She put it directly on her right arm, and it was so cold that she wanted to jump up on the spot.

When the Empress Dowager found out, she always thought she was fooling around.

"What good will this do?"

Aunt Zhen quickly spoke to comfort her, "Grand Empress Dowager, let's wait and see. There's nothing else we can do."

The Grand Empress Dowager could only suppress her urge to stop it and sit quietly in the main hall.

The Thirteenth Prince did not expect that upon entering the main hall of Fanghua Palace, he would find his own royal grandmother sitting in the main seat.

"Grandson greets the Imperial Grandmother. May the Imperial Grandmother be well."

"Thirteen is here, and your fourth sister is still trying to find a solution inside."

After trying several methods, another hour passed.

In Fengyi Palace, Queen Mu Simin and Concubine Chen kept wiping their tears with handkerchiefs, and their eyes were even swollen from crying.

The Queen Mother looked toward the palace entrance, hoping for good news.

Nanny Luo came in and she bowed respectfully immediately. The Queen Mother asked urgently.

"how?"

"Queen Mother, the Regent Princess has tried more than a dozen methods and is about to collapse."

The Queen Mother was shocked: "What?"

Doctor Wang saw that the prince's chest was no longer rising or falling, so he reached out to feel his pulse, but found that he had stopped breathing. He widened his eyes in fear.

Concubine Chen had been keeping an eye on him, and when she saw that his face looked strange, she hurried over to ask him.

"Doctor Wang, how is the prince?"

Doctor Wang reacted and immediately knelt down to apologize, his face full of fear.

"Your Majesty, the prince...died young..." After he said that, he quickly knelt on the ground. The emperor had only this child, and in the end he couldn't save him.

When Ji Chenyu heard the answer he didn't want to hear, he stood there in shock.

"What..." His prince died, his only son died?

Queen Mu Simin burst into tears and fell to the window: "Prince, my child."

Concubine Chen fainted from fright, and Nanny Deng bent down in panic to support her.

"Jieyu..."

Ji Chenyu couldn't believe that God was so cruel to him. He was unwilling to accept the death of his only son. He strode to the bedside, took the prince's hand to feel his pulse, and found that there was really no pulse. He suddenly became decadent, as if he had aged ten years.

Queen Mu Simin still hoped that the imperial physician had taken her pulse wrong, but when she saw Ji Chenyu's expression, she couldn't bear it and fainted. Nan Qi was shocked.

"Miss."

The virtuous concubine and the virtuous concubine who were waiting outside were shocked to hear the news and looked at each other in disbelief.

In Fanghua Palace, Shen Jiarou kept trying different methods, but in the end she felt that they were useless. She decided to use all the methods she had tried on her son.

Seeing her busying around there alone, Jiang Ruofan wanted to go in to help several times, but was stopped by Zhang Zirou and Zheng Shutong.

As if Jiang Ziwen had a last burst of energy, he suddenly became energetic and spirited. He looked at his busy mother wiping his body and felt very moved.

"Mother……"

Suddenly hearing her son talking, Shen Jiarou, who was busy and dizzy, looked up and met a pair of clear, helpless and reluctant eyes.

"Wenwen, you're awake. How do you feel?"

Jiang Ziwen felt as if his entire body did not belong to him, but being sensible, he did not want to make his mother worry.

"My son is fine, but he makes his mother worried."

Shen Jiarou held his hands tightly, giving him comfort and encouragement.

"Silly child, you are the child your mother carried for so long before giving birth to. Don't say those nonsense words. You must be strong and get well soon."