vstars Chapter 147 Yuan Chen is sick
Chapter 147 Yuan Chen is sick
Beneath the red walls and yellow tiles of the inner palace lies a tranquil and solemn palace. This is the residence of Imperial Concubine Su Jingyue, who, filled with worry, stands by the bedside of her youngest son, Yuanchen. Yuanchen, the young prince of the imperial palace, is usually lively and intelligent, like the warm spring sunshine, illuminating every corner of the palace and beloved by all. However, now, he lies bedridden, pale and lifeless, like a dying flower, a cause for pity.
Su Jingyue gently stroked Yuanchen's forehead, her fingers gentle yet powerful, trying to convey her love and strength to this tiny being. Her eyes were filled with anxiety and heartache, as if tears could drip from them. "Chen'er, you must get better soon," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly, a mother's most sincere wish.
At that moment, the imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital were gathered around Yuanchen's bedside. They were dressed in regal official uniforms, but their expressions were unusually solemn. The lead physician, Li, frowned, as if carrying a heavy burden. After taking Yuanchen's pulse, he slowly turned, bowed to Su Jingyue, and said, "Your Highness, the young prince's condition is very serious. We, your humble servants, must discuss carefully before we can determine a diagnosis and treatment."
Su Jingyue nodded slightly, her eyes flashing with expectation and trust, as if saying: "I believe you can definitely save my Chen'er." Her voice was soft, but firm and powerful.
The imperial physicians retreated to a side hall and discussed Yuanchen's condition in low voices. Their voices were low, but every word was filled with compassion. Su Jingyue, however, dared not leave Yuanchen's side. She held Yuanchen's small hand tightly. Though tender, those hands seemed to hold everything in her life. She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that the heavens would hear her and grant Chenchen a speedy recovery.
Time ticked by, each second piercing Su Jingyue's heart like a knife. Finally, Imperial Physician Li and a group of other doctors returned to Yuanchen's chambers. Their faces remained serious, but their eyes held a hint of resolve.
"Your Highness, the little prince's condition is quite complicated." Doctor Li spoke cautiously, as if afraid to disturb Yuanchen's slumber. "He has caught a cold, and there is still heat in his body that has not been cleared, which is why his condition is so serious."
Su Jingyue's heart tightened. She looked at Doctor Li nervously, afraid of hearing bad news. "Is there a cure?" Her voice trembled slightly.
Imperial Physician Li quickly replied, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. We have already prepared a prescription. However, we must be cautious in using the medicine, and we need to observe any changes in the little prince's condition." Although his tone was calm, every word he said revealed the rigor and seriousness of a doctor.
Su Jingyue breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the doctors gratefully, as if to say, "Thank you, my Chen'er is saved."
Soon, the palace maids prepared the medicine according to the imperial physician's instructions. The bowl of medicine exuded a strong bitter taste, but in Su Jingyue's eyes, it seemed like a life-saving remedy. She personally picked up the bowl, blew on it gently to cool it, and tried to feed it to Yuanchen. However, Yuanchen was already unconscious and unable to swallow. Su Jingyue's eyes welled with tears, but she fought to hold them back, fearing to frighten the child.
Seeing this, a nearby maid whispered, "Your Majesty, why don't we give it a try?" Su Jingyue nodded helplessly and handed the medicine bowl to the maid. The maids used all their tricks and finally got Yuanchen to drink some of the medicine. At that moment, Su Jingyue seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
In the days that followed, Su Jingyue stayed by Yuanchen's bedside day and night, barely closing her eyes. She personally cleaned Yuanchen's body and changed his clothes, each subtle gesture filled with maternal love and care. Her figure appeared exceptionally thin and exhausted in the candlelight, but her eyes held an unwavering determination.
The Emperor often visited Yuanchen and Su Jingyue. Seeing Su Jingyue so haggard, his heart was filled with pity and distress. "My beloved, you must also take care of yourself," the Emperor whispered softly, his voice filled with concern and worry.
Su Jingyue bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured. I am fine. As long as Chen'er can get better, I am willing to do anything." Her voice was soft but firm and powerful, as if to say, "For my child, I am willing to give everything."
The emperor held Su Jingyue's hand, his eyes filled with determination and trust. "Don't worry, my dear," he said softly, "I have ordered the Imperial Hospital to do their utmost to treat Yuanchen. He will be fine."
Thanks to Su Jingyue's meticulous care and the combined efforts of the imperial physicians, Yuanchen's condition finally showed some improvement. He slowly opened his eyes, still hazy and weak, but filled with life and hope. He faintly called out, "Mother..." At that moment, Su Jingyue's heart felt like it had been struck, tears welling in her eyes. "Chen'er! You're finally awake! Mother was so worried!" She hugged Yuanchen tightly, as if to melt him into her own body.
As Yuanchen gradually recovered, Su Jingyue finally felt relieved. Seeing Yuanchen's lively and lovely appearance, she felt a surge of gratitude and happiness. This incident also allowed everyone in the palace to witness Su Jingyue's strength and greatness as a mother. Through her actions, she embodied the true meaning of a mother's love: selflessness, courage, determination, and perseverance.
To celebrate Yuanchen's recovery, the emperor specially hosted a grand banquet in the magnificent palace. A dazzling array of delicacies filled the air, the aromas wafting in the air. Musicians played melodious tunes, and dancers in gorgeous costumes danced gracefully, creating a scene of joy and excitement. Yet, amidst the laughter and merriment, Su Jingyue sat quietly beside Yuanchen, her gaze as gentle as water, as if the entire world had been melted by her profound love. She frequently served Yuanchen food and gently inquired about his well-being. Her care and concern filled Yuanchen with an unprecedented warmth.
Yuan Chen seemed especially happy in his mother's company. He took Su Jingyue's hand and said coquettishly, "Mother, I will take good care of myself in the future and never let you worry about me again. I will become stronger and braver and become your pride." Su Jingyue felt a surge of warmth in her heart when she heard this. She gently stroked Yuan Chen's head, a gentle glint in her eyes as she said softly, "Chen'er, I'm very happy that you think this way. Remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must face them bravely. I will always be by your side, supporting you and encouraging you."
After the banquet, the Emperor summoned Su Jingyue for a private audience. Standing atop the high dragon throne, he gazed at her affectionately, his eyes filled with gratitude and admiration. He spoke slowly, "My beloved, Yuanchen's recovery is entirely thanks to you. You are not only an excellent mother, but also a capable assistant to me. I deeply admire your wisdom and courage."
Su Jingyue lowered her head slightly, a humble smile on her face. She said softly, "Your Majesty, thank you for the compliment. I just did what I should do. Yuanchen is my flesh and blood, and I should do anything for him."
Upon hearing this, the Emperor held Su Jingyue's hand tightly and said affectionately, "My beloved, I have seen all your devotion to me and Yuanchen. Your kindness and perseverance have deeply moved me. In the future, I will cherish and love you even more. Let us work together to protect this beautiful country and let Yuanchen thrive in love and care."
Su Jingyue was deeply moved upon hearing this. She knew she wasn't alone in the palace. With the Emperor and Yuanchen by her side, she had the courage and strength to face everything. She looked up at the Emperor, her eyes gleaming with determination, as if to say, "Your Majesty, I am willing to weather the storms together and create brilliance together."