Inside the Imperial Study, wisps of fragrance rose gently from the auspicious bronze beast incense burner.
Qin Sheng walked in hurriedly and anxiously asked Li An why the emperor had suddenly fainted.
Ang Lee stammered, not daring to speak.
"You dog of a servant, just say what you have to say!" Qin Sheng cursed angrily when he saw Li An stammering.
"His Majesty's health has been fluctuating lately, and Your Majesty is pregnant. He didn't want you to worry, so he didn't ask me to tell you. Today, today..."
Li An's voice grew softer and softer, as if something was pressing down on it. He took a deep breath before continuing, "Today, while His Majesty was handling state affairs, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and then fainted. The imperial physicians are treating him urgently, but as for the specifics... this old servant dares not speak rashly."
Qin Sheng's heart sank. Although she had a premonition, she still felt dizzy when she heard the news.
She gripped Li An's arm tightly, her voice trembling as she asked, "The Emperor... will he be alright?"
Ang Lee lowered his head and remained silent, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.
Seeing this, Qin Sheng became even more anxious and tried to rush inside after going around the screen.
Li An hurriedly stopped her and advised, "Your Majesty, you are pregnant and should not be too agitated. The imperial physicians are examining you. Please wait here for a moment, and I will report to you as soon as the results are available."
Qin Sheng stopped, but her eyes were still full of worry.
She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
She sat on the soft couch in the imperial study, closed her eyes, and began to pray silently.
Time seemed to stretch on endlessly at that moment.
Qin Sheng quickly calculated in her mind: Judging from Li An's words, the emperor's illness has lasted for more than just a day or two. No wonder he had the idea of passing the throne to the eldest princess!
She gently stroked her slightly protruding belly, and a thought suddenly popped into her mind: What if Zhao Yi died?
She could then gain power and influence through her son's birth, and thus be able to rule with his favor.
This child is Song Jin's, and the Song family will give their full support.
But was the Emperor truly ill, or was he deliberately testing her? After all, he knew perfectly well that the child in her womb was Song Jin's.
At the same time, she could hear the imperial physicians discussing in hushed tones.
She was conflicted; she both hoped Zhao Yi would wake up soon and wished he would die so she wouldn't have to do it herself.
Qin Sheng's chaotic thoughts made her dizzy and lightheaded. Before she knew it, she had dozed off against the soft couch.
Finally, after a long wait, Li An's voice rang out again: "Your Majesty, the imperial physicians have finished their examinations."
Qin Sheng suddenly opened her eyes and asked anxiously, "How is he? His Majesty..."
A relieved smile appeared on Li An's face as he said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured, the Emperor has awakened. The imperial physicians said that the Emperor fainted suddenly due to overwork and emotional distress. As long as he rests well and takes his medicine on time, he will recover soon."
Upon hearing this news, Qin Sheng breathed a long sigh of relief, temporarily putting aside her desire for Zhao Yi's death.
However, she still had some doubts about the real cause of Zhao Yi's coma.
If he were simply overworked, it's impossible for him to faint twice in two months.
Suppressing her doubts, Qin Sheng stood up and said to Li An, "Take me to see the Emperor."
Li An nodded in agreement and led Qin Sheng to the dragon bed.
Upon seeing Zhao Yi's familiar figure, Qin Sheng couldn't help but shed tears.
She walked over, her voice choked with sobs, and held his hand tightly, saying, "Your Majesty, you've finally woken up. Do you know how worried I was about you?"
Looking at Qin Sheng's haggard face, Zhao Yi couldn't tell whether she truly hoped for his well-being or wished for his imminent death.
He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and gently stroked Qin Sheng's hair, saying tenderly, "Sheng'er, I'm sorry for making you worry. I promise I will take good care of myself from now on and won't make you worry anymore."
Qin Sheng sobbed, "As long as Your Majesty says this, I can rest assured."
Li An stood quietly to the side, head bowed, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the auspicious golden beast incense burner beside the dragon bed.
The incense burner was filled with wisps of smoke; this was the second incense burner in the Imperial Study.
Hopefully, this incense will truly have its purpose.
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