Chapter 187: Chapter 89 Child’s Worries_3
They all suffered harm while pregnant, the difference is that my sister never waited for her rescuer to arrive, surrounded by those wolves and leopards, she died alone in the cold pond water.
Pei Yunshu’s tears fell drop by drop, as Fangzi and Qiong Ying comforted her in a low voice, "Princess Consort, don’t cry, the Medical Officer will be here soon, there must be a way..."
Lu Tong closed her eyes for a moment.
Do not be softhearted.
You cannot afford to be softhearted.
The situation in the Prince’s Mansion was intricate and complex, and for an outsider like her to rashly interfere was not a good thing. If Pei Yunshu turned out to be fine, Since Lu Tong had exposed the truth about the Princess Consort’s poisoning, she would certainly be resented by the poisoner. If Pei Yunshu’s situation worsened, Lu Tong, an insignificant grass seed inadvertently caught up in this, would only become a raft for anger and accompany the Princess Consort in death.
Moreover, "the agony of a small child" was originally an unsolvable poison. Lady Yun never lied, and if she said there was no antidote, then there certainly was none. Pei Yunshu had been poisoned for a long time, and even if the child were born now, he would have already been drenched in accumulated poison and might not survive.
She had a blood feud to avenge and had not yet achieved her vengeance. She should not put herself in danger for the affairs of these others, she needed to preserve her life for more important matters.
This was the right way, this was how it should be.
Pei Yunshu’s cries of anger and helpless despair bore an indescribable melancholy to the ear.
Lu Tong opened her eyes, suddenly speaking out, "It’s no use."
The crying in the room abruptly ceased.
She said coldly, "As the Princess Consort has said, the Medical Officer has visited many times before, yet failed to recognize the signs of poisoning in the Princess Consort, let alone provide a cure. Moreover, this poison does not harm the mother but specifically targets the fetus. The Princess Consort has been poisoned for many days now, and the bleeding today is actually a sign of the poison reaching maturity. The more calming medicine for the fetus the Princess Consort drinks, the deeper the poison roots itself, achieving the opposite effect."
Pei Yunshu looked at Lu Tong, "Doctor, you have a way, don’t you?"
Lu Tong lowered her eyelids.
The black marks on Pei Yunshu’s arms had spread to her elbow; in not much longer, once they completely passed the joint, there would be no vitality left for the child in her belly.
Lady Yun said the poison had no cure, meaning there’s no cure after it fully manifests. However, if it’s stopped before the toxin fully activates, there might be a glimmer of hope.
"Doctor," Pei Yunshu crawled forward a few steps, grabbing her skirt in such a humble posture, yet those eyes, clear in black and white, were burning, as if gripping all her hopes. "Please, save my child—"
There was no answer in the room for a long time.
Just as the light in Pei Yunshu’s eyes began to dim, Lu Tong spoke.
"There is one thing we can try."
Pei Yunshu’s eyes brightened.
Lu Tong turned her head and stared at her, speaking word by word.
"Inducing labor."
...
In the small room, Meng Xiyang stood in front of a small table, inserting autumn flowers one by one into the Azure Glazed Gallbladder Vase beside her.
The maidservant at her side came back and reported, "The people in the Princess Consort’s courtyard said that after taking the medicine to stabilize the pregnancy, she is now much better, and that Doctor Lu is currently tending to her and comforting her, there should be no major problem."
Meng Xiyang smiled lightly, gently picking up the Silver Scissors from the bamboo basket and began to meticulously trim the excess branches, while saying, "The Princess Consort truly has a charmed life, always managing to turn peril into safety."
The maidservant dared not speak.
With the excess branches trimmed, the vased flowers now exhibited a pleasing variation in height, filled with elegant charm. Meng Xiyang observed her work, her red lips slowly revealing a satisfied smile.
Objects that offend the eye should be swiftly and decisively cut off.
Just like the bastard in Pei Yunshu’s belly.
Meng Xiyang’s expression was icy cold.
That poison named "the agony of a small child" was given to her by a cousin in the palace.
At that time, Pei Yunshu had just been diagnosed with pregnancy, and the entire Prince Wen’s Mansion was bustling with excitement. Prince Wen, who had always been indifferent to Pei Yunshu, unexpectedly showed her great care and concern, and even the lowly servants in the mansion began to act opportunistically, trying their best to flatter and please Pei Yunshu.
Meng Xiyang was extremely resentful, and this was soon followed by concern for her own future. If Pei Yunshu gave birth to a son, he would be the future Princely Heir of Prince Wen’s Mansion. Even if Meng Xiyang later bore children, Pei Yunshu and her son could always overshadow her.
No matter how favored she was, at the end of the day, she was just a Consort, and the seemingly noble Princess Consort might soon rise in status through her son.
Concerned about this, her mood could not help but show on her face when she went to the palace, which her cousin, a Princess Consort in the palace, noticed and asked her what the matter was.
Meng Xiyang then shared her concerns with her cousin, who laughed after hearing them.
"I thought something grave was troubling you to see you so vexed, it’s just a pregnancy, there are so many pregnant consorts in the palace, but how many can actually give birth, and even if they give birth, how many of those children grow up safely. It’s too early to worry, why do you deflate your own spirits."