This night was destined to be anything but peaceful. When the emperor learned that all his sons had been poisoned, he was so angry that he fainted. They were all hopelessly stupid.
The third brother is really courting death. Does he really think that his emperor father is useless and that no one can do whatever he wants to him?
"Father, you must not be harmed."
"Your Majesty, please don't frighten me."
Xingxing and the Empress stood guard by the Emperor's bedside, wiping their eyes and calling out to him from time to time. The Emperor had been unconscious for half an hour, and the imperial physician diagnosed him with extreme anger that had affected his heart.
However, the specific situation could only be determined after the emperor woke up. At this time, a group of imperial physicians were waiting in the outer hall, while only Xingxing, the empress, and a few palace maids were guarding the inner hall.
Perhaps hearing the Empress and Princess's shouts, the Emperor's eyelids twitched slightly and he slowly opened his eyes. Xingxing quickly noticed that the Emperor had woken up and hurriedly took his hand.
"Father, you're awake! How are you feeling?" Xingxing asked, then noticed that the emperor's mouth was open but he couldn't make a sound for a long time. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly called for the imperial physician, "Imperial physician, come in quickly! Father is awake! Quickly take Father's pulse!"
Upon hearing the sound, several imperial physicians outside the hall quickly bowed and hurried into the inner hall. The head physician walked in front, and after taking the emperor's pulse, he stepped aside to write a prescription. Then the deputy head physician took his pulse again, and so on, until all three physicians had taken the emperor's pulse before they dared to draw a conclusion.
"How is His Majesty's health?" the Empress asked anxiously as they left the outer palace.
The imperial physician lowered his voice and reported truthfully, "Your Majesty, His Majesty's health was originally fine, and he could have recovered with proper care. However, this time he was so angry that his blood flowed backward... I'm afraid he will never be able to walk like a normal person again."
The Empress's face turned deathly pale, her vision blurred, and she swayed precariously. Fortunately, a palace maid caught her in time to prevent her from collapsing. The Empress did not actually faint, but her body was cold and limp as she slumped in the arms of her personal maid. She asked in a trembling voice, "Does the Imperial Physician mean that His Majesty will be paralyzed from now on?"
Xingxing burst into tears upon hearing the imperial physician's words, but she still stopped him in time, saying, "Your Excellency, please go and prepare the medicine for Father Emperor. You must do your best to treat him."
"Long'er, don't send the imperial physician away. Your mother wants to know about your father's condition. I will stay here to protect him. I will know everything, and I will not leave. No one is allowed to persuade me." The Empress shook her head stubbornly.
Xingxing had no choice but to let the imperial physician continue. The empress listened with a sorrowful expression, and finally waved her hand to indicate that the imperial physician could leave and go to take care of the emperor, not her.
"Mother, if you don't want to return to the palace, then lie down on Father's bed and let the imperial physician take your pulse," Xingxing said, choking back tears, afraid that the Empress would refuse. "Father has already had an accident, and I don't want Mother to fall ill as well."
"Long'er, your mother knows. Your mother won't collapse on her own. Your mother still has to protect you." The Empress suppressed her heartache and, supported by Xingxing and the palace maids, entered the inner palace, where she lay down on the couch to rest.
Half an hour later, the emperor took a bowl of medicine and was soon able to speak, though his voice was somewhat slurred. He tried to get up but couldn't muster any strength and had to give up. He could only slightly raise his hand and say, "I, my son."
Xingxing understood what the emperor wanted to ask, so she quickly stepped forward, took the emperor's hand, and explained, "Father, don't worry. The lives of the princes have been saved. Fortunately, Fourth Senior Brother has arrived in the capital, and the poison in the princes has been cured."
However, the poison was potent and the poison was not discovered in time. If Zhu Chumo hadn't arrived just in time, those princes would probably have lost their lives. It's already a miracle that they survived.
However, the health of the princes in the future will probably not be good, and they are destined to be weak and sickly, so they may have no hope in politics.
The emperor was unaware of the gravity of the situation. He was relieved to hear that his life had been saved. As long as the people were alive, that was all that mattered. Although he usually looked down on his sons, they were still his own flesh and blood. If they were all gone overnight, how could he, as an old father, not be grieving?
"Good, good, good... Chu Mo is back, I'm afraid I'm not going to make it." The emperor meant that even if Chu Mo returned, he couldn't save him. This time, he had a premonition that he wouldn't last much longer.
Xingxing bit her lower lip, tears streaming down her face. She didn't want to cry, she didn't want to appear so vulnerable in front of her father, but she couldn't control her emotions.
"No, don't cry, Long'er... If Father is gone, what will become of this empire?"
What should be done about this empire? None of the emperor's sons are capable of controlling the situation. There isn't even a mediocre one left. They are all seriously ill and don't know how long they will need to recuperate.
The wise king would never allow him to ascend the throne; whoever ascends the throne will not be him.
"Father, don't worry about these things. Just focus on getting better. The world can't do without you." Xingxing didn't want to discuss who would be emperor in the future; she just wanted her father to recover.
"Your fourth senior brother will be coming to the palace soon to treat you. You will definitely get better."
“This time is different. It’s not going to get better. I know that better than anyone else.” Seeing that Xingxing didn’t respond, the emperor had no choice but to close his eyes and remain silent.
Zhu Chumo arrived in the capital and was rushed off to rescue several young princes before he could even have a sip of water. These princes had left the palace at a young age to establish their own residences and were separated from their mothers. Unlike the former eldest prince, these young princes were not ambitious, nor were they as impulsive as the current Prince Ming.
They were all honest and upright people who did nothing wrong and never thought of fighting for anything, yet they were still harmed for no reason. They were truly unlucky.
Having saved the princes' lives, Zhu Chumo rushed to the palace to examine the emperor. The diagnosis confirmed the emperor's suspicions: there was indeed no hope of recovery.
The palace has all sorts of rare herbs, which can only keep the emperor alive as long as possible; there's nothing that can be done to make him recover.
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