Ever since Yuan Zhao entered the hall, Zheng Lu always felt that the atmosphere in the hall was unusual.
His Majesty above had a strange look on his face, the Princess and Young Master Mu Sheng below were relatively normal, but the remaining two girls and the young master's behavior was truly unspeakable...
The youngest girl stared at His Majesty with her big eyes like black grapes without blinking, and also looked here and there, without any fear of the royal majesty.
The young master didn't look like he was kneeling, nor like he was sitting.
The second girl pulled her younger brother, her face stern as if she was scolding someone.
His Majesty remained silent for a long time, and Zheng Lu was a little unsure of what His Majesty was thinking.
Fortunately, His Majesty summoned the imperial physician. Although Zheng Lu didn't understand what to do, he still went to invite the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau and several imperial physicians.
On the way, he did not forget to ask for careful service.
The court envoy entered the hall and bowed to Emperor Xuan, who said, "Take the pulse of the princess and several young men and women."
Yuan Zhao was slightly stunned, not quite understanding his father's intention, but he just gestured to the children to do as he was told.
The hospital director and several other imperial doctors took her and the children's pulses one by one. The imperial doctors sometimes frowned, sometimes relaxed, and exchanged glances with each other.
His anxious eyes stayed on Yuan Qi Yu more.
Yuan Qiyu was a little scared when he saw a group of old men surrounding him and touching his wrist, but fortunately he held Yuan Nanan's hand tightly. Yuan Nanan's hand was squeezed red but he didn't say a word.
Half a cup of tea later, the court envoy turned to Emperor Xuan and reported the conclusions reached by the imperial physicians one by one:
"Your Majesty, judging by the pulses of the princess and several young men and women, both the princess and the second young lady show signs of poisoning."
The poison in Yuan Zhao's body had accumulated over the years and could not be completely expelled in a short time. However, the imperial doctors were all surprised when they diagnosed the poison.
So does Zheng Lu.
Wasn't the princess living happily with her husband in Yangzhou? How could she have been poisoned?
"The princess still has some residual toxins in her body. While this doesn't affect her daily life, she's been overly worried lately. Furthermore, she's recently given birth, so she needs to take good care of herself and avoid any further illness."
Emperor Xuan lowered his eyes and listened without saying anything.
The court envoy looked at Emperor Xuan's expression and continued:
"The second young lady's vocal cords were damaged by poison, and they were probably necrotic. But... perhaps the princess found a miraculous elixir that restored her voice. Now she can speak normally. Furthermore, the second young lady seems to have a habit of exercising, so her health is better than the other young masters and ladies."
[Of course not! Zhizhi’s great stuff! So cool!]
"The eldest master's legs have recovered quite well, but they have been paralyzed for a long time and need more exercise."
"The young lady is just a little thin, she just needs to eat more tonic food."
[Hey~ Chi-Chi is sick too! Chi-Chi was thrown out in the heavy snow and was sick for a long time... But luckily Chi-Chi was rescued, and the brothers and sisters will also yell at each other!]
"As for the young master..." The eyes of the court officials and the imperial physicians all stayed on Yuan Qiyu. Yuan Qiyu was uneasy at the look in their eyes. "The young master's body has recovered from the external injuries, but his spirit is difficult to maintain. This disease is difficult to treat with medicine. We can only use auxiliary treatment. He needs less stimulation and more rest."
The implication is that the Imperial Medical Bureau has no cure.
After the court attendant finished speaking, Emperor Xuan waved his hand and said, "Zheng Lu, take the imperial physician out and arrange for the young master and young lady to rest in Changchun Palace first."
Zheng Lu agreed, and the imperial doctors went out together. Yuan Musheng also led his brothers and sisters to leave, leaving only the father and daughter in the hall.
The children were tired from running around today, and even Yuan Zhizhi's thoughts calmed down.
She was at the age when she loved to sleep, and now she was nodding and dozing off on Gan Tang's arm.
When the hall returned to silence and the faint scent of dragon sandalwood lingered around the nose, Emperor Xuan was still flipping through something.
Yuan Zhao didn't know what to say, even though the person sharing the room with him was his father.
If Yuancheng were here, it would be more natural.
But she and her father had less time to spend alone together like this since the death of her mother.
Father, the Emperor, he is both a father and an emperor.
Even though Yuan Zhao had been favored since childhood, he also understood the principles of ruler-subject and father-son relationships.
Not to mention that now, ten years have passed and she is no longer the little daughter who can act coquettishly with her father.
After a while, Emperor Xuan looked at the memorial in his hand and said:
"You and your brother have been taught by the Grand Tutor since childhood. I, your mother, and even the late Empress Dowager have personally taught you. Whether it's statecraft or interpersonal skills, you're no less capable than your brother."
"But the princess I personally conferred upon her married a prince consort with no family background, and she has fallen to such a state..."
His tone was full of majesty, and Yuan Zhao immediately knelt down.
It seems that father knows everything.
Emperor Xuan stood up, walked to her, and looked down at her:
"Zhao'er, I should punish you."
…
Yuan Zhao lowered his head and said, "It is my son's incompetence."
She knew this very well, because it was her own blind naiveté that had caused the existing bad consequences, and it was her own stupidity and incompetence that had led to the tragedy of everyone in her previous life.
How will my father deal with her for doing something that is disreputable to the royal family?
The bright yellow dragon robe was right in front of her. She could see her father's left hand, which was originally behind his back, raised up. She did not hide but subconsciously closed her eyes.
But the imagined slap did not fall, the hand just landed on her shoulder and patted her hard.
Then he took her arm and helped her to stand.
It was the first time Yuan Zhao looked directly at his father since entering the palace.
When she saw the face beneath the golden crown, which looked many times older than it had been ten years ago, she was stunned for a moment and stammered, "Father...Father..."
Perhaps the disbelief in her eyes was too obvious, Emperor Xuan laughed at himself:
"Isn't Father old?"
Yuan Zhao's tears fell instantly.
She hugged her tall but somewhat hunched father, and could not believe that the father who she once saw as young and strong was now wrinkled and gray-haired.
At this moment, she felt extremely heartbroken.
She could hardly imagine how her father in her previous life had to work hard for state affairs in his old age, but ended up losing everything.
She leaned on her father's shoulder and cried like a child.
"I am an unfilial son..."
Emperor Xuan patted her and sighed, "I guess it's my fault. The marriage I chose for you has caused you so much hardship."
"Although I am old, I can still support my princess!"
Yuan Zhao suppressed her emotions and smiled with tears in her eyes: "Father, since Your Majesty said that I was the princess appointed by you personally, then let me do it myself. Your Majesty only needs to support me from behind."
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