The emperor remained silent as he gazed at the little dumpling before him.
After a moment, he chuckled and said in a hoarse voice, "It was I who was confused."
How could a little baby like you know what 'design' means?
The little one is probably delirious from the fever.
She would do whatever he said.
When he was her age, he would snuggle in his mother's arms and act spoiled all day long.
The emperor reached out and tested the water temperature, saying, "This medicinal bath was specially prepared for you by the imperial physician. Soak in it for a while, but don't fall asleep in the tub."
“Okay,” Yuan Yao replied obediently.
She shrank further into the bucket.
Suddenly, she remembered the concubine who had just entered.
Could someone else have used this bathtub before?
Yuan Yao suddenly looked somewhat disgusted.
She asked, her voice nasal, "Your Majesty, this bathtub..."
The emperor looked up from his book: "What's wrong with the bathtub?"
Did she really have to ask?
Yuan Yao sniffed: "Um, whose bucket does this belong to?"
The emperor shifted his grip on the book and asked in a hoarse voice, "You little girl, you're so young, yet you have so many demands. Do you have a phobia of germs?"
Yuan Yao opened her big, round eyes and asked, "My father loves cleanliness, and so do I, is that not allowed?"
Upon hearing the mention of the Ninth Prince, the Emperor seemed to recall something and chuckled softly, "A-Yuan is a clean freak."
Yuan Yao: "?"
Your Majesty, what's with that smile?
The emperor stroked his chin and said, "This bathtub doesn't belong to any concubine, nor does it belong to me. You can soak in it without worry."
Oh, it's new!
Yuan Yao was relieved.
She sank into the water, her chin submerged in the warm water.
The water temperature was so comfortable that I couldn't help but feel sleepy after soaking for a while.
She felt that all her muscles and bones were relaxed and soft after being soaked in the water.
Her head ached and her throat was sore, but she couldn't make a sound.
A pair of hands pulled her out of the water.
Yuan Yao's face flushed red, she slightly opened her eyes, and called out in a soft, sweet voice, "Daddy..."
The emperor's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost: "Imperial Physician! Yuan Yao's fever has spiked again?!"
Yuan Yao thought groggily: Oh, Daddy went to do disaster relief, so she's a left-behind child now...
Yong'an Palace was brightly lit all night long.
The imperial physicians went in and out taking pulses, while the palace maids fetched clothes, sheets, and blankets, and went to cook porridge...
By the end of the night, the entire palace was in chaos, with people and horses in disarray.
The palace servants of Qianhua Palace also stayed up all night.
Yuan Yao was in a daze when she felt someone pull her hand up.
She opened her mouth, but her throat was dry and sore.
She opened her eyes, stared at the white-bearded imperial physician, and didn't react for a long time.
When the imperial physician saw her open her eyes, he exclaimed with delight, "Your Majesty, you're awake! You're awake!"
Beside him, on the low couch, the emperor sat up: "Finally awake?"
"Yes!" The imperial physician wiped away his sweat.
The emperor straightened his clothes, which had been slightly disheveled from sleeping, and said to the outsiders, "Someone, bring some congee to Yuan Yao!"
He walked to the bedside and asked, "Is anything bothering you?"
Yuan Yao shook her head, then nodded.
She said hoarsely, "Thirsty..."
Thirsty?
Li Deshan, who was standing nearby, quickly poured some warm water and handed it over.
The emperor sat on the edge of the bed, picked up Yuan Yao, and let her lean against him. He then brought her some water and said, "Here, have a sip."
Her voice was quite gentle.
Yuan Yao: "?"
She went to kneel outside the Empress Dowager's palace, and the Emperor treated her so well.
Fine, I'll just have to put up with it for now.
Anyway, she can't move now.
She obediently opened her mouth and took small sips of water.
After she finished drinking, the imperial physician handed her the medicine: "Princess, it's time to take your medicine."
"Is this medicine bitter?" The emperor asked, staring at the dark, heavy medicine bowl.
The imperial physician said, "Good medicine tastes bitter."
The emperor pondered for a moment, then ordered, "Bring some candied fruit."
At this moment, Danqing finally entered: "Your Majesty, His Highness forbids the Princess from eating candied fruit."
Candied fruit is preserved in sugar; it's too sweet and bad for your teeth.
As she spoke, she called over a food box to the palace servants following behind her: "Here are some sweet cakes. They are sweet, but not as bad for your teeth as candied fruit."
The emperor nodded: "Bring it here."
The strong aroma of Chinese medicine was brought to my lips.
Yuan Yao took a sip and immediately frowned.
This medicine is so bitter.
"Is it hard to drink?" the emperor asked when he saw her frown.
Yuan Yao nodded.
Upon hearing this, the emperor was about to bring the bowl to his lips to taste it.
Yuan Yao's eyes widened: "Your Majesty!"
The emperor stopped and looked down at her: "What's wrong?"
Yuan Yao was extremely disgusted and said in a hoarse voice, "Yao'er, drink it yourself."
"Very well." The emperor brought the bowl closer.
Yuan Yao took the emperor's hand and gulped down the drink.
She drank only half of the bowl of medicine, and her face turned half black as well.
Beside them, the imperial physicians and palace servants stared wide-eyed, extremely nervous, wishing they could drink the medicine for Princess Yuan Yao.
Ever since Yuan Yao was brought back to the palace, she has been pampered by the Ninth Prince.
Although he had been assassinated and poisoned several times, apart from the time he was kidnapped, he had never been so sick as this time.
The culprit this time is still the Empress Dowager!
Yuan Yao struggled for a long time before finally finishing the bowl of medicine.
The emperor took a small, delicate piece of sweet cake and put it into her mouth.
Yuan Yao's cheeks were bulging out, and her eyes were wide open.
The emperor looked at it and found it extremely cute.
He thought to himself: No wonder A Yuan likes this little girl so much.
He quite liked it too...
Before she knew it, the emperor had fed Yuan Yao three pieces of sweet cake.
She mumbled, "Your Majesty, Yao'er can hold on..."
"You're already full?"
The emperor had his eyes downcast, indicating he hadn't slept well, which made his eye bags even more prominent.
Yuan Yao looked up at it and thought with disdain: So ugly.
She thought that, considering the emperor had saved her last night and was still treating her well, why not help him and reform him?
The emperor's constitution was originally quite good, but somehow he ruined himself into this terrible state!
What a waste!
Yuan Yao hiccuped: "Your Majesty, where is the Empress from last night?"
Your Majesty?
So, the little girl heard everything last night?
The emperor glared: "Why are you asking her about something that's perfectly fine?"
Yuan Yao truthfully replied, "That lady has a very pleasant voice."
"Is that so?" The emperor thought for a moment: "I don't like posing and flirting."
Tsk tsk.
He left someone in his bedchamber last night to wait for him, but when he came back, he turned his back on them.
If you don't like it, why did you sleep with her?
These concubines were also pitiful.
She was young and beautiful, from a wealthy family, yet she ended up in the palace and served the emperor.
This emperor was bloated, with large dark circles and eye bags. He looked gloomy and weak, and when he got angry, he was particularly frightening.
A concubine who had been favored for several years was suddenly deposed...
Sinister and ruthless.
It's ugly...
Yuan Yao stirred in the emperor's arms, her voice hoarse, and said obediently, "Your Majesty saved Yao'er, and Yao'er owes you."
"Your Majesty, perhaps Yao'er should do something to repay your life-saving grace?"
This little rascal is so clever, what is he planning to do now?
However, the way she spoke to him so obediently was very endearing.
The emperor asked, "How do you intend to repay me?"
Yuan Yao coughed twice, her eyes darting around. "Father likes good-looking people. I've been thinking, is it alright if I can make the Emperor a little more handsome?"
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