He quickly lowered his head and replied, "Okay, I'll go now."

Fuquan was not panicked, because the emperor always enjoyed playing, and it was not the first time he fainted.

On the other hand, the poor Fifth Prince always looked panic-stricken, as if he was afraid that his beloved father would really do something bad.

After a while, the imperial physician came into the room carrying the medicine box.

The rich fragrance of the Albizia julibrissin had not yet dissipated. Looking at the disheveled Fifth Prince beside the bed, his face was rosy.

Even though he had seen this scene many times, the imperial physician still sighed in his heart.

He calmly and respectfully saluted the Fifth Prince before slowly sitting down beside the bed to take the Emperor's pulse.

The imperial physician placed his finger on the emperor's pulse and thought that it would be the same as before, just a little disordered, so he would prescribe some prescriptions to calm the mind and nourish the body.

Unexpectedly, he didn't feel any pulse beating!

The imperial physician was startled, and his calm demeanor changed dramatically as he focused on the diagnosis.

No pulse!

He quickly turned over the emperor's eyelids, felt the pulse in his neck, and finally, in panic, he put his palm on the emperor's naked chest without regard for etiquette.

No heart beating!

His lips trembled and he didn't dare to speak for a long time.

The Fifth Prince, standing by, looked anxious and worried. He stared at the imperial physician's face and asked, "How is it? Father..."

"He has passed away." The imperial physician said these three words in horror.

The Fifth Prince's expression changed drastically. He grabbed the doctor's arm and asked in shock, "What did you say? Say it again! How is Father?!"

The imperial physician took a step back, knelt on the ground with a thud, and pressed his forehead against the jade floor. He raised his voice and said, "The emperor has passed away!"

When Fuquan heard this, he was so shocked that his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.

The fifth prince stumbled to the bedside in disbelief, shaking the emperor's body and crying, "Father! Wake up, Father—"

"You were fine just now, how could this happen?" He sobbed softly, then looked at the two people kneeling on the ground with watery eyes.

"Doctor Zhao... Father was fine just now, how could he suddenly die? Can you please take another look at him..."

Doctor Zhao listened to his almost pleading tone, and the pity in his heart was about to overflow.

The Fifth Prince has been imprisoned in the palace by the Emperor since birth. He has hardly seen what normal life is like, and he has no idea how shocking his relationship with the Emperor is.

Now that the Emperor has passed away, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been deposed by the Emperor and punished to guard the imperial mausoleum.

The fifth prince was finally freed.

"Your Highness, the cause of the Emperor's death is still under investigation. I will go to the Imperial Hospital to call for help." After saying this, he stood up and walked out without caring whether the Fifth Prince agreed or not.

The Fifth Prince looked at his casual attitude, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his blue eyes.

Then he looked innocently at the emperor's personal eunuch and said, "Eunuch Fuquan, what should we do next? The Crown Prince is now guarding the imperial mausoleum, and my father is in trouble again..."

Seeing his distraught look, Fuquan hurriedly said, "Your Highness, Fifth Prince, please accept my condolences. The most important thing right now is to inform His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince and His Royal Highness the Princess of this matter."

"I will take care of this matter. Your Highness, please go wash up and change into a clean robe."

Upon hearing this, the Fifth Prince seemed to belatedly realize his disheveled appearance and nodded hastily, "Alright, I'll go right away." He stood up and took two steps before suddenly stopping in front of Fuquan. His voice was trembling with fear, "Eunuch Fuquan, Father... if he passed away in such a situation, am I to blame?"

Fuquan was stunned for a moment, then said, "This matter has no say for me..."

The Fifth Prince lowered his eyes and whispered, "Am I doomed then? Eunuch Fuquan, can you help me think of a solution... I don't want to die..."

Fuquan couldn't help but feel pity when he heard the pleading tone in his voice.

I guess a timid person like the Fifth Prince must be scared.

He lowered his shrill voice into a gentle voice and said soothingly, "Don't worry, Fifth Prince. As long as I have the influence, I will do my best to plead for you."

Hearing this, the Fifth Prince felt relieved and said gratefully, "Thank you, Eunuch Fuquan. I'll go back to my bedroom and wash up first."

Fuquan looked at the fifth prince's back as he left, and recalled what the emperor had said when he deposed the crown prince.

"I can only hand over my throne to the Fifth Brother now. I will protect his safety for the rest of his life."

I wonder if the emperor has prepared the holy position?

Many old ministers in the court have long wanted to kill the fifth prince. Now that the emperor has passed away, the prince has been punished to guard the imperial mausoleum. Only if the throne is in the hands of the fifth prince will he have a chance of survival.

If the fifth prince obtains the throne, he can continue to keep his identity as the chief eunuch!

Thinking of this, he hurried to find his confidant and headed to the imperial study.

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Going up along the winding mountain path, we finally saw the ancient temple with white walls and black tiles halfway up the mountain.

"Let's just go around to the back of the mountain." Li Nian looked at the increasingly narrow path and was the first to dismount.

The princess also dismounted, her face solemn. "I think they may not be in the back mountain anymore. They must have left along the way due to some problems."

Li Nian said, "Since we're here, let's go to the back mountain and take a look. If there's nothing, we can go back to the city and have a look."

"Okay."

The two women tied the horses aside and followed the narrow mountain road to the back door of the temple.

The area was overgrown with weeds, and only a few paths were covered by lush thorny vegetation, through which traces of pedestrians' footsteps could be vaguely seen.

Li Nian called out twice: "Xiaohong—Xiaohong—"

No one responded.

I didn't see the Fourth Prince and Li Sisi along the way, and now I don't see Xiaohong and Wen Luoxin here.

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