Inside Zhaochun Hall, a deathly silence reigned; one could hear a pin drop. Everyone’s gaze was fixed tightly upon the cradle.
Yunhe’s high-pitched, infantile wail was the first to break the stillness. Immediately after, Yunxi began to cry as well. With their crying came a shocking sight: trickles of blood slowly oozing from their nostrils. The blood had already turned a dark, bruised red, staining their fair, delicate little faces and looking truly horrific.
"Your Majesty, Noble Consort Zhao, do not worry; this means the toxic blood is being expelled. This is a good thing," the Imperial Physician hurried to offer comfort. He quickly grabbed a cloth from the side and carefully wiped the dark blood from the imperial princes' faces.
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