He took out a pill and asked the emperor to press it under his tongue, then took out a needle and began to give the emperor acupuncture.
After a full quarter of an hour, the director took away the needles, felt the pulse, and said worriedly, "I've told you that Your Majesty can't overwork, can't be stressed, can't get angry, you guys...ah..."
The director sighed, shook his head and was about to write a prescription.
The Fourth Prince grabbed the Dean's arm and asked, "Dean, how is Father?"
The court official looked at the Fourth Prince and frowned, "Well? If you want your father to live a long life, then don't make him angry!"
The court director brushed off the Fourth Prince's hand and hurried to prescribe medicine and have someone boil it.
The fourth prince lowered his head and his eyes rolled around.
Xie Qing stood in front of the Fourth Prince and said, "You are the ones who caused the Emperor's current situation. I don't want to see you now. Get out of here."
The fourth prince pretended to say, "I am worried about my father. Only when I see him wake up will I feel at ease."
"Will you anger your father again when he wakes up?" Xie Qing had a cold face. He was trying hard to stay calm and not let the fourth brother get hurt.
The Fourth Prince then looked at the dragon bed again with a worried look on his face, then stood up and left with Li Zhaoyi.
The Fourth Prince's wife wiped the tears from her face, looked at Xie Qing deeply, and turned away resolutely.
Qin Wan looked at the back of the Fourth Prince's wife and said curiously, "Her eyes are a bit strange."
"Yes, a little." But Xie Qing was not in the mood to care about this at the moment. He turned to look at the emperor and met his open eyes.
Xie Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "Father, are you awake?"
The emperor nodded and sat up with the help of Eunuch Zhang: "Announce, the Minister of Personnel, the Minister of Rites..."
The emperor called out the names of several people in succession, then looked at Concubine Min and nodded to her: "You are doing well, you can go back first."
"Yes." Concubine Min didn't say a word, she bowed silently and retreated.
On New Year's Eve, several court officials who had just returned home from a palace banquet and had not yet recovered received an urgent imperial edict. They changed into court robes and hurried into the palace.
On the other side, Prince An and the old prince, who lived a little further away, had not yet arrived home.
Since their residences were next to each other, they simply took a carriage home and gossiped about what happened at today's palace banquet.
The old prince recalled every detail of today's palace banquet, folded his hands and said, "Our Crown Princess is a formidable one. As for the Crown Prince, he has always been playing the pig and eating the tiger."
Prince An narrowed his eyes and said, "No matter how powerful he is, he still has to see if he can suppress the Fourth Prince. The Fourth Prince has a very good reputation outside, Prince Xian! Although the Crown Prince has the right to be the Crown Prince, I am afraid that Prince Xian may have ambitions."
The old prince nodded: "But if the Crown Prince can be suppressed by the Fourth Prince, he is not worthy of being the Crown Prince."
Prince An sneered, "Look at the eldest and third brothers, they're both useless. They gave in before they even started fighting. Are they scared by the fate of the fifth and sixth brothers?"
The old prince looked at him with disdain: "After a life-and-death fight, how can you just sit back and reap the benefits?"
Prince An chuckled and said, "At our age, why would we sit back and reap the benefits? I can just watch the fun, right?"
The old prince said angrily: "If there is no profit to be made, then stay away, or you will be tricked at any time!"
Before the two of them finished speaking, the carriage suddenly stopped and the driver said, "Your Majesty, there is a man kneeling at the gate of our palace."
Tonight is New Year's Eve. The streets are littered with firecracker fragments, which the cold wind cannot blow away.
Amidst the joyful atmosphere of the street, a thinly dressed woman knelt in the cold wind, her slender figure stretched out by the bright red lanterns.
Prince An was a curious person and recognized the person kneeling at a glance: "Isn't that the girl who broke the stone with her chest in the charity performance?"
The old prince narrowed his eyes and turned to glare at Prince An: "You are such a bad mouth!"
"It was clearly you who said it! I don't know when someone plotted against you. How could it be me?" Prince An cursed as he followed the old prince out of the car.
Seeing Prince An and the old prince, Mudan turned around and kowtowed deeply: "My name is Mudan. I have a grievance against me, please help me, Prince An."
When they got closer, they saw that Mudan's face was as pale as gold paper, and she didn't look like she was cold.
The old princess came over and, seeing Mudan's expression, she asked for a cloak and said, "Open the door, let the person in, and call the doctor!"
A warm and heavy cloak was draped around her body, and a hand warmer was handed to her by the old princess. Mudan looked up at the kind old princess, tears streaming down her face. She dodged backwards repeatedly, saying, "My body is dirty. Please don't dirty your hands."
"What's so dirty about that? She's a beautiful girl." How could the old princess not know who Mudan was? However, being a woman in this world is not easy, and who would willingly end up in such a place?
Moreover, if she were to cry out for justice here today, she must have done so out of all reason. If she were truly that shameless little bastard, how could she have dared to stop the imperial carriage? How could she have such clear eyes?
Mudan entered the main hall of the palace and was brought a bowl of hot water as soon as she sat down.
The old princess said, "I see you don't look well. I'm not sure if you can drink ginger soup. Just drink hot water first. The court doctor will be here soon to see you. Let's warm ourselves up first."
Mudan held the hot water, and the warmth flowed from her hands into her heart. She slowly stood up and knelt on the ground: "Please, my lord, please make a decision for us!"
"You guys?" The old princess wondered, wasn't she the only one?
Mudan tearfully said, "There are a few more people in the alley. They are afraid of dirtying the palace, so they dare not come over. Only I, a commoner, have the audacity to come here."
"Come in quickly, it's freezing cold." The old princess quickly sent someone to invite him in.
The old prince pulled the old princess aside and asked, "Don't you always tell me not to get involved in messy things? You even taught us children not to rescue women and children on the street. Why are you so kind now?"
The old princess's eyes were shrewd. "The situation has changed. What's more, this charity performance is against the will of heaven and earth. I don't know where the fourth brother got this idea from. The charity performance doesn't need to be fake. It's real now."
"How do you know?" the old prince was surprised.
"The court doctor said so." The old princess said this and didn't want to pay any attention to the old prince anymore. She didn't know what he was doing all day long and didn't care what others said.
As he was speaking, someone brought it.
The ever-smiling Prince An also lost his smile.
The old princess looked at the person being carried in, her heart sank, and she looked at the old prince.
The old prince shook his head. If he had only intended to help these women before, now he had no choice but to take action.
The next day was New Year's Day.
The news that the emperor was vomiting blood and seriously ill did not spread. Instead, people who visited relatives and friends heard another rumor.
The Peony Girl who performed at the disaster relief charity show died of her injuries. Another girl who danced upside down is now paralyzed.
The slate used for the performance was supposed to be made of flour, and the hammer was supposed to be made of the lightest wood. I don't know who replaced it with real stone and hammer...
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