Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

Chapter 382: Prince, please wake up quickly

Xiao Luzi's loud shout instantly pulled Daiyu back to reality from her thoughts.

Her expression suddenly changed. In her haste, she completely ignored Nalan who was standing beside her. She held her big belly with both hands and ran towards the study like flying.

Nalan watched her leave anxiously after hearing Xiao Luzi say that the prince suddenly convulsed.

She completely ignored the unborn fetus in her belly and rushed out recklessly.

He was terrified and quickly followed, shouting at the top of his lungs as he tried to catch up:

"Fujin, be careful of the baby in your belly! Be very careful!"

However, at this moment, Daiyu only wanted to get to the prince as quickly as possible, and seemed to be deaf to Nalan's anxious calls behind her.

Just as Daiyu was about to reach the study door, a figure flashed out. It turned out to be Cailian.

She greeted Daiyu in a panic, then shouted anxiously:

"Please, Madam, please help me find a doctor to see the prince!"

Hearing this, Daiyu stopped. At this moment, Nalan also came jogging over. He was panting and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Daiyu quickly reached out and gently helped Cailian up, comforting her, "Don't worry, Cailian, tell me slowly, what happened to the prince?"

Cai Lian took a deep breath, calmed her panicked mood a little, and then told the whole story.

It turned out that after the eldest wife left, the prince had only caught a cold occasionally. Everyone thought it was no big deal and he would recover after a few days of recuperation.

However, over the past few days, the prince's condition has not only not improved, but has become more serious.

The coughs became more and more violent, which was frightening to hear.

After hearing what Cailian said, Daiyu was secretly shocked and frowned tightly.

She then turned to the dazed Xiao Luzi and loudly instructed:

"Xiao Luzi, why are you still standing there like an idiot? Hurry up and take the imperial physician over to check on the prince!"

Xiao Luzi had just left with the imperial physician, and Daiyu was about to go into the study with Nalan, when Cailian suddenly fell to her knees and cried,

"Our master has many faults, but she is the biological mother of these children!

Now the prince is ill, and Hongjin is only three years old. Every night he lies in his nurse's arms, crying for his mother. It's heartbreaking!

When Daiyu heard this, her heart, as a new mother, couldn't help but ripple, and she felt more empathy for Cailian.

However, the prince had not yet woken up, and she really could not make any decisions on her own regarding the matter of the first wife.

Daiyu walked to Cailian's side, stretched out her jade hand and gently placed it on her shoulder, saying softly, "I will give you a good rest."

"We have to wait until the prince wakes up before we can make a decision on the matter of the eldest concubine!"

But Cai Lian knew nothing about this.

She still didn't know what had happened between the First Lady and the Prince!

She only knew that the prince was unfortunately injured, but she was completely in the dark about the details.

She was simple and kindhearted and she thought that Mrs. Lin was kind-hearted and might be so kind as to send people to bring the eldest wife back.

But after hearing Daiyu's words, the hope that had been burning in Cailian's heart was instantly extinguished.

She lowered her head slightly, sighed softly, and then walked away slowly with heavy steps.

Not long after Cai Lian left, Daiyu suddenly felt a mountain of pressure coming down on her.

Now, all the affairs of this mansion, no matter how big or small, have been brought to her, making her overwhelmed and exhausted for a while.

She slowly stretched out her jade hand and gently pushed the door of the study.

Due to physical and mental exhaustion, her steps seemed a little weak. She stumbled and her body suddenly fell forward, and she was about to fall heavily to the ground.

At this critical moment, a figure rushed over like a gust of wind and held her steadily.

It turned out that Nalan came to the rescue in time.

After Daiyu finally stood up, Nalan looked at her pale and haggard face, his heart full of pity, and he couldn't help but persuade her:

"You're working so hard, I'm afraid your body can't handle it.

In my opinion, you should go and rest as soon as possible!"

However, before he could finish his words, the imperial physician who had been waiting beside the prince suddenly came over with an anxious look on his face. After a hasty bow, he reported anxiously:

"Your Highness, Madam, the prince's... the prince's pulse condition sounds very grim!

It's getting worse now. Not only is the high fever not going away, but it seems to be getting worse!"

Hearing this, Daiyu's heart instantly tightened, as if it was being grasped by an invisible big hand.

Without having time to think, she immediately turned around and walked towards the prince.

When she rushed to the prince's bedside, she saw another imperial physician concentrating on inserting a silver needle into the prince's acupuncture points.

He tried to stimulate the prince to wake up.

Daiyu leaned over slightly and gently placed her hand on the prince's broad forehead.

In an instant, a burning sensation came through the palm of her hand, so hot that she almost pulled her hand back.

She was secretly frightened, feeling that the prince's forehead was extremely hot, as if it could easily boil a pot of boiling water.

Looking at the prince's appearance at this moment, his eyes were closed and he looked lifeless.

His originally handsome face became extremely dark due to the torture of illness, especially the center of his forehead, which was faintly emitting a layer of black air.

His thin lips had long since lost their former color, now a terrifying purple-black, clearly indicating he was in a deep coma.

Daiyu could not help but burst into tears. She hugged the prince and cried out:

"My Lord, please open your eyes and look at me!

If you leave this stall, Yu'er won't be able to take care of it!"

Nalan watched Daiyu burst into tears without any warning.

He felt as if his heart was being fiercely squeezed and torn by a ruthless hand, and then roughly broken into two halves.

The pain was indescribable. He only knew that he felt extremely distressed for the woman in front of him.

The two imperial doctors standing by obviously did not expect that Fu Jin would suddenly burst into tears so uncontrollably that they stood there in a daze for a moment.

But they soon reacted and quickly stepped forward to help Daiyu, who was crying so hard that she almost collapsed on the ground, to the side.

Nalan had no time to think. He turned around swiftly and ran to Daiyu's side.

He reached out his hand anxiously, grabbed a cup of tea on the table and handed it to Daiyu.

However, before Nalan could even open his mouth to say a word, the imperial physician could not help but frown and loudly scold Daiyu:

"Fujin, you are still pregnant!

How can you cry like that? A miscarriage is no joke!"

Hearing the imperial physician's words, Daiyu felt a mixture of sadness and grievance in her heart.

She felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her chest, making it hard for her to breathe, her eyes went dark, and her head was spinning.

At this moment, her mind was filled with only one thought - she hoped that the prince would wake up as soon as possible.

Daiyu took a sip of the tea that Nalan handed her, then came to the prince's bedside again, took his broad hand, closed her eyes, and prayed with tears:

"Buddha, please open your eyes!

As long as he can be brought back to life, I am willing to exchange my life for his!"