However, his spirits have improved and he can get up and eat normally again. Could this be the last gasp of his body before it dies?
Chen Yuwei pondered Gao Yu's words and felt that Hongli's situation was probably more bad than good. Oh my, this is really great!
Feeling secretly pleased, Chen Yuwei planned to return to Yikun Palace to celebrate after leaving Yangxin Hall.
Not for any other reason than to celebrate my escape from suffering.
When the sedan chair landed at the entrance of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Chen Yuwei gestured for Gao Yu to wait at the entrance, and she would go in to see the Emperor.
"If anything happens, please remind us in time, especially since His Majesty is currently recuperating, and the news must not be leaked from here."
With just one sentence, Chen Yuwei won Gao Yu over to her side.
Putting everything else aside, this gesture alone made Gao Yu very happy.
Isn't this exactly the result Gao Yu wanted? Or is this what Gao Yu has been longing for?
"Your Highness, please rest assured, this servant will ensure that the entire area around the Hall of Mental Cultivation is guarded and that no news gets out."
Gao Yu bowed, finished speaking, and then turned to stand aside and guard.
Chen Yuwei instructed Xingkui to take charge of the other side, while she pushed open the door to the palace and met with Hongli.
"Cough cough, cough cough cough"
Hongli covered his mouth, his cough sounding low and muffled, as if he was desperately suppressing something.
Chen Yuwei walked around the screen in front of her, seemingly unconcerned about the smell wafting through the air.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects. Long live the Emperor!"
Imperial Noble Consort
Hongli did not let Chen Yuwei get up, but sat on the edge of the bed and muttered something under his breath.
Chen Yuwei remained calm and slightly raised her head, revealing her joyful eyes.
"I heard from Eunuch Gao that His Majesty is recovering very well today. I am truly happy for His Majesty."
Hongli, dressed in a bright yellow casual robe, waved his hand, inviting Chen Yuwei to sit down as she pleased.
Chen Yuwei breathed a sigh of relief. Who would prefer to squat rather than sit? It's tiring.
"emperor"
Chen Yuwei continued to look up at Hongli, her eyes gradually shifting from joy to worry.
There's no other reason than that Hongli only said that one sentence just now; at other times he pretended to be silent and aloof. What could she do?
While inwardly urging Hongli to get to the point, Chen Yuwei continued to offer her concern and comfort.
When a person is sick or upset, the more others talk to them, the angrier they become, and they may even lose their temper.
Even if others say nice things, it can't stop people's temper; this is perfectly normal.
Chen Yuwei's words had this effect; Hongli frowned in displeasure, but he couldn't voice his complaints because his body wouldn't allow it.
A "last gasp" is when you look normal for a short while after waking up in the morning, but then your body rapidly declines as if it has burned out its last drop of energy.
Hongli can now sit on the edge of the bed because there are thick, soft pillows on both sides behind him, so he won't fall over no matter how hard he tries.
Otherwise, if there's nothing behind you to cushion your fall, you'd be thrown backwards long ago.
Chen Yuwei pursed her lips and moved her mouth as if to try to probe again, only to find that Hongli's hand was trembling slightly, even though the skeletal fingers covered by a layer of flesh were hardly beautiful.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Consort, quickly, quickly give it to me, give it to me..."
Hongli couldn't explain what he was saying clearly even after a long time.
Chen Yuwei got up and walked to Hongli. She looked at Hongli's slightly unfocused pupils and realized that he wanted her to call the imperial physician.
But why is it crying out? These symptoms are clearly a precursor to being offline.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Your Majesty, please don't frighten me. Let me help you to bed to rest."
Chen Yuwei said that she was not going to call the imperial physician, not that she didn't want to, but that she wasn't in a hurry to call him.
Hongli couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time, which shows how bad his health was.
After quickly helping the person to lie down on the bed, Chen Yuwei was still shocked by how frail the person's body was.
Tsk tsk tsk
A gust of wind could blow a person away; they've become so thin they're practically paper-thin.
Lying on the bed, Hongli glared angrily at Chen Yuwei.
He tried to speak, but his arms trembled even more severely, and he couldn't even lift his hand.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"
Chen Yuwei naturally wouldn't let Hongli's hand fall. She reached out and grabbed him, while also bringing her face close to Hongli's to show her anxiety.
Hongli: ...
Hongli's eyes widened even more. He tried to shake off Chen Yuwei's hand, but he was too weak. It was like trying to tickle her, and it seemed like a waste of effort.
His breathing was rapid, and a gurgling sound came from his throat.
He was clearly very angry with Chen Yuwei, and his already poor health deteriorated even further.
Seeing that the situation was almost resolved, Chen Yuwei got up and went to the door of the room to ask Gao Yu to fetch the imperial physician.
Gao Yu had just heard the commotion in the palace and wanted to ask what was going on, but was interrupted by Chen Yuwei's fierce glare. She could only lower her head and go to the Imperial Hospital to fetch the imperial physician.
Taking advantage of the situation, Xingkui walked up to Chen Yuwei and whispered what she needed to do.
"You don't need to do anything, just stay outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation."
After speaking, Chen Yuwei went back into the hall, making sure to close the door she had just opened behind her.
Chen Yuwei returned to the bedside, but instead of sitting down, she chose to stand.
Hongli had already closed his eyes, and the rise and fall of his chest was almost negligible.
Chen Yuwei summoned the system in her mind, 'I never imagined that Hongli would leave us like this.'
She had thought that there would be no mercy between them, and she was even prepared to tear apart the facade of a peaceful relationship when she came here today.
Unexpectedly, Hongli's health was so uncooperative that he didn't need Chen Yuwei's help at all. Instead, he sent himself away swiftly and decisively with just a few words.
"Yes, host, it won't be long before you complete the mission and leave this mission world."
The system also felt that Hongli's death was too childish; who could have predicted it?
What I said was utterly ridiculous and utterly shameful.
"Alright, let's tidy up first. The imperial physician will be here soon; there's still a performance to be performed."
Chen Yuwei took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, massaging them vigorously to make sure tears welled up.
After all, the emperor was about to pass away, shouldn't she, as an imperial concubine, cry?
As Hongli's breathing gradually weakened and the rise and fall of his chest became almost invisible, Gao Yu arrived with the imperial physician.
"Quickly, take the Emperor's pulse. How is the Emperor's health?"
Chen Yuwei covered the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, her voice clearly trembling with tears.
The imperial physician was a seasoned veteran of the Imperial Medical Academy, and he was the one who routinely treated the emperor.
The imperial physician, who already knew the emperor's true condition, remained calm in his heart, but appeared anxious and flustered on the surface.
They didn't say what time the Emperor would pass away today, but they still advised Chen Yuwei to take it easy and not to grieve.
Chen Yuwei: ...
What could Chen Yuwei do? She could only have Gao Yu continue to summon the imperial physicians to try, and at the same time, block all news from the Yangxin Hall. She would stay in the main hall and guard the Emperor.
Gao Yu: ...
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