Chapter 527： Coachman

In the eyes of King Qi, since the child could not be kept, and Emperor Jing Ming was still outside, if he behaved too badly, it would be even worse if he disappointed his father.

"Trouble is too medical."

"The prince has broken down the weak minister." The imperial physician sighed secretly, and hurriedly left this place of right and wrong by prescribing medicine.

King Qi held the hand of Princess Qi: "Wang Hao, you don't want to think too much, we will have children again after they are well developed."

"No, no..." Princess Qi cried out incoherently, so sad.

There was a flash of disgust in King Qi's eyes, but there was no sign on his face: "Wang Hao, calm down, this is in the palace."

His reminder was not heard by the always virtuous Princess Qi.

At the moment, her abdomen was painful, her heart was cut like a knife, where she cared.

What about inside and outside the palace, the child she had longed for is gone, and her support for the rest of her life is gone...

Princess Qi's cries became more and more miserable.

The mother who came here was embarrassed: "Master, it would be inconvenient for you to stay here, so let's go out first."

Wang Qi was anxious to leave this **** place, and said with a deep pain on his face: "I will trouble the mother to take care of the princess."

King Qi bowed to the queen, then gave a few words of comfort to Princess Qi, turned around and walked out.

Concubine Qi had a miscarriage, and the blood flow continued. Although the queen was a woman, she did not stay long.

For a distinguished person, miscarriage is a bad thing after all, even if the queen doesn't care, the female officer will say.

The queen persuaded softly: "Princess Qi, this palace knows that you are uncomfortable, and any woman will feel uncomfortable when you encounter such a thing. But people always have to look forward, the days are still long, you are still young..."

The queen's response was a heart-piercing cry.

The queen sighed and explained to the mother and others: "Take care of the princess."

The maid responded quickly and directed the maidservant to get busy.

The queen glanced at the miserable Princess Qi and walked out.

King Qi, who stepped out first, paid a salute to Emperor Jingming, and said dumbly: "The son is ashamed, so that the father is not comfortable on the first day of the new year."

Emperor Jingming waved his hand: "Fine, don't say these things at this time. How about your wife?"

Wang Qi shook his head heavily: "The child is gone, she can't bear it..."

Emperor Jingming sighed, not knowing how to comfort him.

Putting it in the homes of ordinary people, it is not uncommon to have seven or eight children to raise three or four, and it is not uncommon for women to have small births. But it was not easy for Princess Qi to expect this child, he knew it.

"Why did your wife fall?"

King Qi lowered his head and said in grief: "The son is not good, and the princess has not been taken care of."

He rode the horse to see that the princess's fall was too inexplicable, and he was the first to believe it was an accident.

No one knows better than him how much the princess cares about this child, how could she accidentally fall?

But these can't be mentioned to the father, he can only knock down his teeth and swallow blood.

"Fine, things have happened, sad and useless, but you are still young."

Wang Qi wanted to cry without tears, but insisted: "Yes, my son understands."

At his age, other people's sons have all entered the school, and his son hasn't been seen yet, let alone in a critical period of fighting the youngest. My auntie is pregnant and has a miscarriage, this child might as well not come—

"Are the others scattered?" Emperor Jingming asked Pan Hai.

"Most of them are waiting outside the palace."

Emperor Jingming's face sank, and he said with no anger: "Wait, let them go home quickly!"

Everyone knew that there was chaos, and the people on Mother Duo were about to be beaten to death or they couldn't ask a word.

Thinking of this, Emperor Jingming felt distressed.

Pan Hai led the way, looked around outside the palace gate, and said loudly, "The emperor ordered everyone to go away."

I couldn't help but hurriedly asked: "Pan Gonggong, is Princess Qi all right?"

Pan Hai thought about Princess Qi's miscarriage and couldn't keep it secret. He was too happy to sin, and said, "The child is gone."

There were bursts of sorrows, and only God knew how much he was sincere.

Carriage by carriage continued to move, and in the end only the carriage of the Prince of Qi Mansion was left alone.

The coachman crouched beside the carriage, glanced at the guards who were patrolling back and forth, and cried quietly while holding the horse's legs.

The princess fell off the car and had a miscarriage. He must not please.

"Shut up!" The guard who approached shouted.

The coachman wiped his tears and stood up slowly, his eyes suddenly shrinking when he touched somewhere, his expression gradually becoming frightened.

When the side hall was busy until the gate of the palace was locked, Princess Qi was carried on the sedan chair and accompanied by King Qi out of the palace.

Although Princess Qi had a miscarriage, the couple had no reason to stay in the palace, and some rules were not easy for the emperor to break.

The coachman who leaned against the wall of the car but didn't dare to close his eyes saw King Qi coming out and greeted him with a blank face: "The lord --"

At this time, King Qi didn't have the mood to talk to a coachman. He turned on his horse calmly and came to the soft sedan: "Let's go."

The soft car speeds up slightly.

The coachman took a look, got in the carriage and raised his whip.

On the night of the first day of the new year, there is no star and moon in the sky, just like the mood of King Qi at this moment, a sad cloud.

King Qi couldn't wait to rush back to the palace, but felt that the road was particularly difficult.

The soft sedan finally stopped in front of the second gate of the Qi Palace.

King Qi got off his horse and said to the bearer: "Bring it directly to the entrance of the main courtyard."

There is no way to hug the princess in the palace, and you cannot leave the impression of the father and the princess being cruel. He had already arrived at the mansion, he didn't want to be tainted with blood.

The soft sedan stopped outside the main courtyard, and several maidservants gathered around to lift Princess Qi out of the sedan chair and carried them into the house.

After some tossing, there was no blood on Princess Qi's face, and it was shocking to see.

Several confidant maids cried: "Wang Hao, Wang Hao—"

"Shut up!" Qi Wang snorted out of anger, and the crying suddenly disappeared.

Princess Qi moved her eyelids and opened her eyes with difficulty.

"How do you feel?" Qi Wang said the temperature calmed down.

With nowhere else’s strength, Princess Qi grabbed Qi Wang’s wrist and hissed: "Master, the car board is slippery--"

Qi Wang's eyelids twitched, and his first reaction was to look for the shoes Wang Qi had taken off.

In winter, noble women are used to wearing boots, which are light and warm.

Because Princess Qi was pregnant, the boots were specially made without heels.

King Qi grabbed his short boots and turned them over, reached out and wiped them, and then looked at the light.

The dark brown dirt is a little sticky when rubbed.

Wang Qi's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he rushed out without paying attention to what Princess Qi said and went straight to the stable.

The coachman usually rests in a shelter not far from the stables to facilitate the maintenance of the carriage and the horses.

At this time, the coachman who should have stopped stayed in the stable, wiping the car plate over and over again with a wet cloth.

King Qi strode over and kicked the coachman with his feet up.

"what are you doing?"