In contrast to the joyful Yingquan Palace, Chengqian Palace was now depressing, with a serious and tense atmosphere.
The Queen Mother sat on a soft chair beside her, concentrating on watching the imperial physician who was treating the Emperor.
After seeing the imperial physician put down his hand on the emperor's pulse, he quickly stood up from the soft chair and asked nervously:
"Doctor, what's the matter?"
The imperial physician immediately knelt down and reported carefully:
"Your Majesty, I have diagnosed that the Emperor was poisoned, and the poison has already entered his heart. Fortunately, the poison was neutralized in time, so he is currently fine. It is only because of excessive blood loss, coupled with the damage caused by the poison invading his heart, that he has been unconscious."
After hearing this, the empress dowager, who had been tense all day, finally relaxed a little. She waved her hand, asked the imperial doctors to leave, and she stayed to guard the emperor.
It's late at night
The nanny beside the Queen Mother stepped forward and advised:
"Empress Dowager, it's time for you to go and rest. If the Emperor wakes up and you fall ill, he will worry again."
Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother looked at her son's pale face who was still in a coma, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Guizhi, do you think that in order to obtain the throne, I and the emperor committed many murders, which is why we are in this situation today? I have heard many rumors over the years.
They say that God is punishing me and the Emperor for our childlessness. I never believed it, but now that I see the Emperor nearly escaping death, I think maybe it's really as the rumors say, and that this is God punishing us."
"Queen Dowager, please don't think like that. The Emperor must be blessed by God. Didn't the imperial doctors say that the Emperor was originally poisoned, but somehow the poison was cured? This shows that the Emperor must be a lucky man with a blessing from heaven.
As for the issue of the royal heir, you know the reason. The Emperor is not without an heir. It's just that he has been busy with state affairs and has rarely visited the harem. Many of the new concubines have never slept with him. I believe that there will be one who is lucky enough to give birth to an heir for the Emperor."
The Queen Mother's expression softened slightly after hearing her words. She sighed slightly and stood up, extending her hand for her to support herself.
"I'm old and useless. I can't hold on for just a short while. Please help me to the side hall to rest for a while. Let Chen Fuquan come and guard the emperor."
"Yes, Chen Fuquan has been waiting outside the hall. I have already told him."
The Queen Mother nodded, held her hand and slowly walked towards the side hall.
…
Chen Fuquan hasn't slept a wink all day. Ever since he brought people to find the emperor last night and saw that the emperor was seriously injured and unconscious, he has been staying by the emperor's side without leaving.
The Empress Dowager had already warned those who knew about the Emperor's assassination that no information should be leaked, so the Empress Dowager and he were the ones who took care of the Emperor without asking anyone else to do it.
By the second half of the night, Chen Fuquan's middle-aged body was really unable to hold on any longer.
He was already approaching middle age, and his lumbar spine had long been strained due to years of hunching over his work. Now, after guarding the emperor for a day and two nights, he was truly sore and painful.
After taking a look at the emperor's complexion after he had been fed the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician, Chen Fuquan saw that it looked better than during the day. Thinking that nothing would happen to the emperor tonight, he knelt on the floor beside the dragon bed and fell asleep next to the edge of the bed.
…
After the woman who saved him left, Mo Qiyuan fell into a coma.
He had a dream. In the dream, he was surrounded by black fog. It seemed that there were many monsters and dangers hidden in the black fog. Things kept attacking him from the black fog, and Mo Qiyuan had to avoid them with difficulty.
Suddenly, some people slowly crawled out of the black fog, their faces covered in blood. He saw the faces of those crawling people clearly. They were the brothers and ministers he had killed when he was fighting for the throne.
They crawled towards him from all directions, laughing eeriely:
“Hehehe…”
"Mo Qiyuan, go to hell..."
"This is all karma for you... You deserve to die... Stop dreaming, you'll never have children again in this life... This is all karma for you..."
“Hahahaha…hahahahaha…”
Soon, those who were crawling over were on top of him, their hands on his face.
Just when he felt he was about to suffocate, a white light shone through the black fog, and suddenly all the hands on his body and face disappeared.
He looked towards the light, and a graceful figure slowly walked towards him from the light.
Mo Qiyuan was stunned. It was her, the woman who saved him. Her beautiful face was cold and her eyes were clear, and she exuded a noble temperament. She walked to where he fell, looked down at him, and then stretched out her hand towards him.
Mo Qiyuan quickly reached for her hand, but before he could reach her hand, he felt his body sinking and all the images disappeared.
He woke up, his body moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, but his mind was still trapped in that dream. That woman, it was her again, who saved him from his predicament once again...
It took him a long time to calm down. He looked up and saw the familiar color of the bed curtains and the ceiling, and he knew in his heart that he had returned to the bedroom in the palace.
He tilted his head slightly and saw his eunuch Chen Fuquan sleeping with his head resting on the edge of the bed.
Mo Qiyuan looked at the dark circles under his eyes and his tired face, knowing that he must have not had a rest for a long time because of taking care of him, so he did not say anything to let him continue sleeping and had no intention of waking him up.
He thought, since he had returned to the palace, it meant that he had been in a coma for at least a day since the assassination attempt, and he didn't know how the matter was being handled now. Thinking of this, Mo Qiyuan's eyes darkened.
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