Chapter 122: Prince, your son was stolen!
Ji Yunqing stood up quickly, causing several people around her to look at her.
She didn't care about anything else and shouted loudly: "My Lord, my Lord, your son has been stolen!"
Confused and shocked people: !!!
Is this something that can be said directly?
King Zhao, who was watching the acrobatic performance, said: …
What was stolen from me?
His sharp eyes turned directly to Ji Yunqing.
"Ji, what are you making such a fuss about?"
Time is running out, Ji Yunqing thought to himself that the maid might run away in a while.
He quickly pointed in a direction and said, "Prince, over there, right over there, hurry up and chase them! The children will be stolen in a moment."
After hearing this, King Zhao looked outside, and under Ji Yunqing's repeated urging, he finally uttered two words: "Go after them!"
Seeing that the situation was completely different from what they had expected, the faces of several people in the crowd changed slightly.
Concubine Li gave the two of them a warning look, and they then returned to normal.
Everyone's attention was attracted by Ji Yunqing and they didn't notice this interaction at all.
"Wait a minute!"
Concubine Li suddenly spoke up, looked at Ji Yunqing, and said slowly: "Your Highness, this is groundless. Sister Ji said that the child was stolen without any evidence. Who knows if it is true?
Who doesn't know that several young masters and young ladies are now in the room with their nurses? Is Sister Ji dazzled?"
Adults can watch the show outside, but children, who may be exposed to the wind, are arranged to watch the show in a special place.
Someone in the crowd echoed: "What the concubine said is right. We can tell whether the child is lost or not by just looking at him."
Concubine Liu said casually: "Sister Ji, don't be willful in front of the prince, the child must be fine"
There was a hint of a smile on her face. Of course the child was fine, but...
Unfortunately, she failed to lead Ji Yunqing out alone, and her eyes fell on the concubine Jian on the other side.
At this moment, Ji Yunqing was not in the mood to listen to the women's chatter. She saw that the person who was sent was standing still, as if he wanted to ask King Zhao whether to go or not.
She was so angry that her head was buzzing.
Who is your master?
The prince has spoken, do you still want to listen to other people's opinions?
With such stupid subordinates, Ji Yunqing doubted in his heart whether this guy could really do it?
In a worse case scenario, could this guy have been bribed by someone?
Ji Yunqing turned a deaf ear to the various voices of those people.
No!
She wanted King Zhao to recruit talents personally.
Thinking of this, Ji Yunqing urged directly: "Prince, you have long legs, go and have a look, that is your child, your own!"
King Zhao was so upset by her attitude that he no longer felt anxious.
After all, there are so many people in Prince Zhao's mansion, where can the maid run to with the child?
Ji Yunqing didn't know the dog man's dog thoughts, and cursed him a hundred or eighty times in his heart, "My Lord, if you don't go, I will... I will lie on the ground and throw a tantrum.
From now on, whenever you go out, everyone will know that you are a roll-around prince, and the concubines in the mansion will roll around!"
Hearing this messed up threat, the princess covered the corners of her slightly curled lips with a handkerchief inconspicuously.
Meeting Ji Yunqing is truly a great blessing for the prince.
Unexpectedly, Ji Yunqing changed the subject and said, "Princess, don't be idle either. There is a concubine in the mansion. The prince is the prince, and the princess is the princess. Anyway, I don't go out, so you can hear what outsiders say."
She said this without wasting any time, rolled up her sleeves and found a vacant space.
"and many more"
King Zhao was really afraid that she would be embarrassed in public, so he immediately said, "This is a serious matter, and I didn't say I won't go."
"Then let's hurry up." Ji Yunqing immediately stepped forward, grabbed King Zhao's sleeve and ran forward.
At the critical moment, they talked a lot of nonsense and wasted time. Ji Yunqing was already anxious, fearing that King Zhao would not be able to run because of his image.
So, Ji Yunqing took King Zhao and ran in front, and everyone could only chase after them breathlessly.
After all, Prince Zhao had long legs and good stamina, so he easily surpassed Ji Yunqing after running a short distance. At this time, Ji Yunqing also let go of his hand, and wanted to kick him on the butt to help him: "Prince, Prince, please go quickly!"
King Zhao also became nervous at this time. Could there really be something wrong with the child?
probably not.
Thinking of this, King Zhao quickened his pace and took a small path with few people - because he had to avoid being seen while holding the child, and he certainly couldn't run openly.
However, King Zhao also assigned people to guard other roads.
Soon King Zhao saw a sneaky figure flash by in the distance.
It should be the maid that Ji Yunqing mentioned. His eyes focused and he ran there quickly.
All that was left was a pale blue swaddling cloth.
Quietly.
King Zhao's heart sank and he quickly ran to the swaddling clothes. He saw that the child's face was blue and there was a big handprint on his tender white face.
The maid had no intention of taking the child away!
"Someone, call the palace doctor, summon the imperial physician!"
King Zhao was extremely angry. He picked up the swaddling clothes and tried to check the child's breathing without any hope.
Ok?
The child is still angry
not dead!
But it's soon.
It must be that the maid ran too hastily. If she had been a step later, the child might have been in danger of his life.
Soon, Ji Yunqing, who was a step behind, also came and asked anxiously: "Child, where is the child?"
She was relieved when she saw the child.
She recognized it at a glance; it was not her child.
Then he became worried again. This was obviously Ruirui’s swaddling clothes, but why were there other children inside?
Ji Yunqing's heart was pounding. He wanted to go back and check on the child, but he felt it was too late to leave now.
She looked at King Zhao cautiously and asked.
"My Lord, whose sister's child is this?"
It is not her child, but it should also be King Zhao's child.
This is a good question.
King Zhao paused.
The moment he held the child in his arms, he knew that it was not the heavy little weight in Guihua Courtyard. However, the four children who were born not long ago all looked almost the same.
Besides, he doesn't go there often, and even if he does, he just takes a look and has never held the baby in his arms. How can he tell the difference?
The women in other courtyards were not as bold as Ji, who grabbed the child and stuffed it into his arms without any hesitation.
Seeing Ji Yunqing's curious look, King Zhao heard the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from behind him, and other people were about to arrive.
He immediately reprimanded: "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."
"Oh"
Ji Yunqing scratched his head in confusion. What was wrong with asking which yard the child lived in?
The princess and everyone else hurried over and saw that it was Prince Zhao who was holding the child, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
Ji Yunqing's face also looked bad.
After all, I just finished running.
Her heart sank: "My Lord, is Concubine Ji's child okay?"
King Zhao softened his expression towards the princess and handed the child to her: "Just raise the child."
I just don't know what the other party's purpose is in setting up this situation, and whether the child has any other problems.