If I were born again, I would marry a strong but short-lived husband.

Queen Mother Yao had no time to care about Yao Xinling's childbirth at this time. All she had in her eyes was her son who was taking his last breath.

The director of the Imperial Hospital rushed over, gasping for breath, and treated Feng Chuankai first.

When he felt the pulse, he was so frightened that he almost couldn't breathe.

He quickly steadied his breathing and took his pulse carefully again.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"I came in a hurry just now and was afraid that I made a mistake in diagnosis. Please ask other imperial doctors to help diagnose my pulse." The judge stood up and asked other imperial doctors to come over.

When Feng Chuanjin heard this, her eyes narrowed slightly.

He looked coldly at the unconscious Feng Chuankai. Judging from the look of her, it might be just a minor illness.

Several imperial doctors took turns feeling his pulse, and all of them were sweating profusely.

Feng Chuanjin asked in a deep voice: "My fellow imperial doctors, when will the emperor wake up?"

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty, please forgive me." The judge knelt down, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty is at the end of his rope. Even if a miracle doctor were to come back to the world, it would be difficult to cure him."

"How dare you!" Queen Mother Yao was furious. "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will sentence you to death!"

"Her Majesty, spare my life."

Looking at the imperial doctors kneeling on the ground, Feng Chuanjin's eyes darkened, "Who is good at women's childbirth?"

An old imperial physician raised his hand tremblingly. When concubines in the palace were giving birth, he would prepare prescriptions based on their pulses to help them give birth safely.

"You go to the Queen and make sure she gives birth safely." Feng Chuanjin ordered in a cold voice.

Queen Mother Yao looked at him sternly, "What do you mean?"

"Empress Dowager, all the imperial doctors are here. The Queen is already experiencing fetal movement, and we cannot be without the imperial doctors." Feng Chuanjin said calmly.

He did not look at Empress Dowager Yao again, but looked at the judge, "What is the emperor's illness?"

The judge looked at Empress Dowager Yao with flickering eyes.

The emperor is not ill at all, but revealing the reason would be detrimental to his reputation.

Queen Mother Yao spent her entire life strategizing, trying to find the best way out for herself and her children.

But at this moment, she suddenly panicked.

If her daughter dies, will her son die too?

Feng Chuanjin shouted, "The king is asking you a question!"

The judge had no choice but to tell the truth, "The emperor took aphrodisiacs and indulged in excessive sexual activities. His health was already damaged, and after the waste was pushed into the water, it was even worse."

"I lost my temper today, and this...completely destroyed my body. Even if the Imperial Hospital uses acupuncture to treat the emperor, it will be difficult to prolong his life."

Queen Mother Yao felt dizzy, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

Qinghe hurriedly supported her.

"I want you to cure the emperor, no matter what medicine or method you use!" Empress Dowager Yao was heartbroken, she felt like someone was cutting her flesh with a knife.

The judge kowtowed vigorously and said, "Your Majesty the Queen Mother, I am powerless to help you."

"Can this wake the emperor up?" Feng Chuanjin asked.

Several imperial doctors looked at each other and said, "Your Majesty, we can only do our best."

However, even though Feng Chuankai had hundreds of needles inserted into his body, he still showed no sign of waking up. Although he seemed to be a little better, he still had no response.

The judge shook his head slightly in his heart. The emperor was already beyond medical help, and now that his complexion had improved, he was probably just recovering from his illness.

Empress Dowager Yao seemed to see hope and asked the imperial physician to continue treating Feng Chuankai.

"Empress Dowager, Your Majesty, we are incompetent." The judge knelt down again.

The heaving of Feng Chuankai's chest became weaker and weaker, and the complexion that had just recovered gradually faded again.

Queen Mother Yao burst into tears and held Feng Chuankai's hand tightly.

"My son..."

"Empress Dowager, the Queen has given birth, the Queen has given birth, both mother and child are safe!"

When Empress Dowager Yao heard the palace maid shout this, she felt her hand, which she was holding tightly in her palm, getting colder and colder.

"Your Majesty!" the palace maid next to him exclaimed.

Feng Chuankai's face had turned completely pale, without a trace of life left in it.

Queen Mother Yao let out a desperate wail from her throat.

"The Emperor has passed away. Pass on the clan order immediately." Feng Chuanjin ordered calmly.