But he was the most suitable prince to be the emperor, so he tried every possible way to cure him.
But……
There were no buts. The royal family had many heirs, and he absolutely could not allow a frail and sickly son surrounded by hungry wolves to ascend the throne as the next emperor!
"It's enough for your other brothers to celebrate my birthday. You should go back to your bedroom early. It's so hot and you're wearing a mink coat and holding a thermos. Even if you have good intentions, I can't bear to see you!"
The emperor's tone began to become firm, and he addressed himself not as "father" but as "I", which showed that he was using the emperor's majesty to ask the prince to return to the palace, and there was impatience and disgust in his tone that was not easy to ignore.
The emperor's words made the queen's expression change slightly.
"Your Majesty, today is your birthday. Ming'er endured the discomfort just to be by your side. He is so filial, how can you still say this about him? You will make Ming'er feel disheartened!"
After saying this, without waiting for Qian Yeming to speak, the Queen ordered the palace maid behind her, "Go and bring up the medicine that I treasure so much for the Crown Prince to take."
"Yes." After the maid turned and left, the empress looked at the emperor again, and with a charming look in her eyes, she called out softly, "Your Majesty..."
The emperor's expression changed slightly, his brows furrowed, and after a moment of silence, he said to Qian Yeming, "Then you can stay here. However, your health is not good, so don't force yourself!"
"Yes. Thank you, Father, and Mother."
Qian Yeming's face remained calm. Even though his father had embarrassed him in front of all the princes and princesses, foreign envoys, and royal relatives and ministers, he remained unperturbed.
For him, he has seen this kind of expression many times. Maybe he felt very sad at the beginning, but now, he no longer cares.
But just because he is not sad doesn't mean that others are not sad.
Seeing Qian Yeming so embarrassed and forbearing in front of so many people, Murong Xiao felt like his lungs were about to explode, and he was so angry that his nails dug into his palms.
But at this moment, her brows were lowered, and no one knew what she was thinking.
One day, she would make those who insulted him, betrayed him, shamed him, harmed him, and ridiculed him crawl at his feet! One day, she would help him reach the pinnacle of the world, looking down upon these sneering, humbled creatures! Otherwise, she would turn this world into purgatory, letting these people mourn for the harm he was suffering right now!
Murong Qingyun kept staring at Murong Xiao. He didn't understand. Even if Xiao'er was angry with him, she wouldn't be getting angrier after so long, right? And this was even when he kept apologizing and winking.
At this moment, the cold air emanating from Murong Xiao's body almost froze him to death.
He regretted it! He really regretted it! No matter what, he shouldn't have let Xiao'er go out today!
But he didn't know that what would really make him regret was yet to come.
The story of the Crown Prince wearing a mink fur thermos in July came to a temporary end, and everyone followed the Emperor and the Empress back to the Taiji Hall.
Watching the emperor and empress leaving, Qian Yeming walked aside and handed the thermos and sable cloak to eunuch Zhang Wei despite objections.
Although he didn't care about other people's opinions, not even what his father thought of him, she was here today. He didn't want to appear too vulnerable in front of her, even if she knew many of his secrets.
Murong Qingyun was the first to rush into the Taiji Hall following the crowd.
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