But just as His Majesty began to recall everything that had happened after he fell into the water the previous night, his head began to throb with pain, as if being pricked by needles.
The Emperor raised his hand to touch his head, but the stinging pain intensified before he could even lift his hand. Feng Zhong quickly stepped forward to support the Emperor and called for the imperial physician outside.
Several imperial physicians had been waiting in the side hall. They were also worried at the moment. When they received the summons and heard that His Majesty had woken up, they were in a flurry of activity.
The Fourth Prince and the Eighth Prince were both in the side hall at the moment, one in the inner hall and the other in the outer hall, one was awake and the other had not yet woken up.
The Eighth Prince was the one who was awake on the couch in the outer hall. When he heard that his father had woken up, a dark glint flashed in his eyes. When he looked up again, his face was filled with endless gentleness and humility. He propped himself up and was about to get off the couch when he asked anxiously, "Father has woken up? How is Father's health?"
"Eighth Master, you can't get out of bed right now, you'll only aggravate your wounds..."
A good show was going on outside. Fourth Master was awakened by the crying and wailing outside, and partly by hunger.
Su Peisheng, with his sharp eyes, noticed it and waved for Fulu to bring over the congee.
"The imperial physician said your abdominal wound is quite severe, and you won't be able to move much these next few days. In this hot and humid summer, you need to be careful with the wound and change the dressing frequently these next few days," Su Peisheng said in a rambling manner.
Aside from the knife wound in his abdomen, Fourth Master was otherwise unharmed. His high fever had just subsided, and he was still feeling a bit dizzy after waking up.
"Who's crying outside?" Fourth Master asked. Having not eaten for almost a day, his voice sounded somewhat rough and unpleasant.
Even the Fourth Master found it strange. If Li Chenjiao were by his side right now, he probably would be laughing his head off. Thinking of Li Chenjiao, his eyes softened slightly, and he cleared his throat.
Su Peisheng glanced outside and lowered his voice, saying, "That's Eighth Prince outside. I heard that His Majesty has woken up, and Eighth Prince is going to see him."
His tone was respectful; as a servant, he naturally couldn't criticize his masters, but a hint of disdain still lingered in his eyes.
Given the current state of the Eighth Prince, is it really possible that he could actually serve His Majesty? He's putting on quite a sincere act, though.
The Fourth Master didn't say anything after hearing this. He closed his eyes again. He couldn't get up now, so he might as well just lie there like a corpse.
What a commotion last night...
The Fourth Prince couldn't help but think about what had happened. His father had been pushed into the water, and the railing was as thin as paper. He didn't see who pushed his father, but he noticed that his father looked back in a certain direction, and then Yinreng fell into the water. That section of railing was now useless.
The Fourth Prince didn't know whether Yinreng was pushed into the water or jumped in himself to save his father, the Emperor. However, he did sense someone pushing him from behind.
At that time, he himself was originally going to jump into the lotus pond. He had a suspicion that there might be assassins lying in ambush at the bottom of the lake, but at that moment, the Fourth Prince was still thinking about saving the emperor out of instinct.
It's too suspicious. Fourth Master doesn't believe that there's only one person pulling the strings behind the scenes. He just doesn't believe it.
The Fourth Prince suddenly opened his eyes: "How is Father Emperor's health?"
Although the bond between father and son in the imperial family is thin, the Fourth Prince has not yet reached the point of wishing for his father's death, especially now that the position of Crown Prince is vacant. If something were to happen to his father at Changchun Garden, there would likely be trouble among the brothers.
It's not uncommon for brothers to quarrel throughout history.
Just then, Fu Lu brought in some congee. Su Peisheng asked him to put it on the small table next to him. The two of them carefully helped the Fourth Master up a little, afraid of aggravating the wound on his abdomen.
Su Peisheng was holding a bowl of porridge. When Fourth Master saw Su Peisheng trying to feed him, he waited a few seconds before raising his hand and taking the small bowl himself. The bowl was slightly hot to the touch, but it was just right for Fourth Master at that moment.
The porridge was still a little hot, but Fourth Master wasn't in a hurry to drink it; he just held it.
Su Peisheng then told Fulu to stand further away and keep watch.
"I heard that His Majesty bumped his head this time. Last night, I heard from the head of the Imperial Medical Academy that he seemed to be somewhat distressed..." Su Peisheng carefully chose his words.
In fact, the state of His Majesty's health is a taboo subject for everyone in front of the Emperor. The only thing she knew was that she overheard it last night while she was using the restroom.
Fourth Master looked down at the thick congee, and after a long while, he finally said, "I understand."
“Last night, as Master instructed, I first sent the Second Prince and the Third Prince back to Cangzhuo Hall.”
Fourth Master hummed in agreement again, his mind also in turmoil at this moment.
If something were to happen to Father Emperor's health, the previously stable situation would likely be disrupted.
Seeing his master remain silent, Su Peisheng lowered his breathing.
If something happens to the Emperor, then there might really be a lot of trouble ahead.
The Fourth Prince lowered his head to drink the porridge. The warmth went down his throat, and his eyebrows and eyes relaxed a little. The inner hall suddenly became quiet.
This only made the commotion in the outer hall even more intense. After about fifteen minutes, the outer hall finally quieted down a bit. It was probably the scene where the Eighth Prince was persuaded by everyone to lie back down. However, the Eighth Prince had accidentally aggravated his wound, and now he was busy running around calling for a doctor to change his dressing.
Fourth Master ate his bowl of congee rather slowly. After he finished, Fu Lu brought over some medicinal soup.
The Fourth Prince also heard the commotion outside. He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and spoke calmly and without wavering: "When you have time, prepare red envelopes for the imperial physicians. They have been working hard lately."
Su Peisheng couldn't help but twitch his lips upon hearing this. It was indeed hard work.
With the Eighth Prince doing all this himself, the imperial physicians are going to be very busy.
After taking his medicine, Fourth Master lay back down. He felt drowsy after taking the medicine: "How is it outside?"
Su Peisheng said a few words briefly. The atmosphere was tense, and no one dared to move around freely. Everyone was on edge. Lord Longkodo had been interrogating the captured assassin all night, but no one knew how the interrogation was going.
The Fourth Prince has already closed his eyes. He has been staying in the side hall of Chunhui Hall for the past few days. He just wants to rest up and recover as soon as possible. Staying in front of the Emperor right now is too conspicuous.
"These past few days, Master Li has been keeping Cangzhuo Hall closed and shut. Your Master Li was frightened last night, so please have another imperial physician examine her. Also, please reassure your Master Li that everything is fine here..." Fourth Master suddenly seemed to have endless things to say.
Just then, the imperial physician came to change the Fourth Prince's dressing. Fu Lu made a gesture, Su Peisheng coughed lightly, the Fourth Prince's eyelids twitched, and he said nothing more, only waving his hand.
Su Peisheng responded, glanced at Fu Lu, and thought for a moment. He then decided to go in person.
However, he still gave Fulu a look before leaving.
Don't let just anyone crowd around Fourth Master...
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