Emperor Ling of Han was the last powerful emperor of the Han Dynasty, a figure who could have altered the course of history, yet he became the root cause of the empire's collapse.
Fate ha...
On the third day, in the Deyang Palace, the high officials led by Chen Fan, as well as the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers including Li Ying, Hu Guang, Yuan Feng, and Cao Song, and a group of young scholars including Xi Zhicai, all came here to handle government affairs under the Empress Dowager's edict.
Over the past two days, everyone has come to truly understand the hardships the emperor had faced.
"How is the Emperor?"
In the back hall, Dou Miao looked at Liu Hong, who was still fast asleep, with an extremely anxious expression.
Zhang Zhongjing respectfully replied, "Reporting to the Empress Dowager, His Majesty's health is no longer a problem, but...!"
"But what...?"
Seeing Zhang Zhongjing's hesitant expression, Dou Miao couldn't help but ask urgently.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhongjing, Hua Tuo, and Dong Gan exchanged glances, and Hua Tuo nodded slightly.
Zhang Zhongjing sighed softly, "But it seems that His Majesty is unwilling to wake up..."
"What...? What do you mean?"
Dou Miao was stunned for a moment, somewhat unable to understand what Zhang Zhongjing meant by these words.
"From Your Majesty's pulse, I sensed that it was erratic, your heart was racing, and your eyes were constantly moving. You seem to be lost in some kind of dream and unable to extricate yourself!"
Why did it come to this?
Dou Miao looked at Zhang Zhongjing with suspicion. Even when you sleep, you dream, but it shouldn't take this long, right?
Hua Tuo stood up and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, as the saying goes, what one worries about during the day, one dreams about at night... When the body is extremely tired and resting to recover, it will pull one's mind into another scene, thereby aiding recovery...!"
"I see....!"
Dou Miao suddenly realized, turned her head and glanced at Liu Hong lying on the couch. She saw that the corners of Liu Hong's mouth were slightly pursed, as if he was lost in some kind of sweet dream.
On the official road north of Luoyang, four Imperial Guards escorted a luxurious carriage, speeding towards the city gate.
A beautiful young woman, looking haggard, sat in the carriage with her eyes slightly lowered, her body swaying weakly with the bumps of the carriage.
"Holy Mother, Luoyang is just ahead...!"
Looking at the Luoyang city walls that were already close at hand, the leading Imperial Guard looked respectfully at the carriage. Inside the carriage was Liu Hong's birth mother, Lady Dong, who had come from Hejian.
Lady Dong remained silent, lifting the carriage curtain to look out towards Luoyang City, her eyes filled with worry and anxiety.
The carriage arrived at the South Palace without any hindrance, where Song Dian, having received the news, led a group of eunuchs to greet it.
"This servant, Song Dian, is here on the Empress Dowager's orders to respectfully welcome the Holy Mother!"
Upon seeing Madam Dong emerge from the carriage, Song Dian hurriedly stepped forward and bowed in greeting.
"No need for formalities!!"
"Thank you, Holy Mother!"
After the greetings were completed, Song Dian and the others respectfully welcomed Lady Dong into the palace.
"The Holy Mother? Is she His Majesty's birth mother...?"
"That must be it... Otherwise, who else could be called the Holy Mother, even if it's the Emperor...!"
"Hmm~, the fact that the Empress Dowager was able to bring the Holy Mother here shows her magnanimity and the deep affection between her and His Majesty. The previous rumors are thus dispelled!"
Outside the South Palace, the crowd sitting cross-legged waiting couldn't help but discuss what had just happened.
"What was that going on outside just now...?"
Recalling the young people she had seen sitting on the ground outside the palace, Madam Dong looked at Song Dian beside her with great curiosity.
"Your Majesty, those people are His Majesty's most loyal followers. For the past three days since His Majesty fell into a coma, they have been sitting there praying for him!"
Song Dian respectfully explained the reasons to Dong Shi.
"Oh, I see...!"
Madam Dong nodded, feeling happy and proud of her son's excellence, but also a sense of loss. Now that her son had become the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, caring for all the people, he could no longer be held in her arms like he was when he was a child.
Soon, guided by Song Dian, Lady Dong arrived at the Deyang Palace.
Seeing the young men lined up before the hall, Madam Dong was surprised, but she also realized that these must be her son's trusted confidants. Therefore, she didn't ask any further questions and followed Song Dian directly into the Deyang Hall.
Upon seeing Dou Miao waiting inside the hall, Lady Dong hurriedly stepped forward and bowed in greeting.
"This humble servant greets the Empress Dowager...!"
Although she was the emperor's birth mother and held a noble status, Lady Dong still strictly adhered to etiquette and respectfully bowed to Dou Miao.
"No need for formalities! Come..."
After helping Dong Shi up, Dou Miao took her hand and led her to the back hall.
"Hong'er...!"
Upon seeing Liu Hong lying on the couch, Madam Dong couldn't help but gasp. All the worry and heartache she had carried along the way poured out at this moment, and two lines of tears could no longer be stopped from sliding down her cheeks.
Seeing this scene, Dou Miao couldn't help but tear up. A child is the apple of a mother's eye. What mother wouldn't feel heartache seeing her young son in such a state?
"Holy Mother, please rest assured, His Majesty is now out of danger, but is simply trapped in a dream..."
Upon seeing Dong Shi sobbing, Zhang Zhongjing couldn't help but step forward to comfort her.
"I know, Hong'er is just having a sweet dream... He always did this when he was little!!"
Upon seeing her sleeping son, with a smile still on her lips and tears streaming down her face, Madam Dong revealed a loving smile.
"Really? What wonderful dreams did Hong'er have when he was little...?"
Upon hearing this, Dou Miao smiled slightly, sat down to the side, and began to inquire about Liu Hong's childhood.
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