The imperial physicians were gathered around the dragon bed, treating Emperor Gaozong. Three people could vaguely see Emperor Gaozong unconscious inside through the gauze curtain.
Lu Changwei pondered for a moment and was about to step forward when Su Yi stopped him.
"Lord Lu, I have already made it clear to you that you can only catch a glimpse of the Emperor from afar when you enter the Dragon Saliva Hall. This is already the greatest tolerance I can show. If you take another step forward, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Hearing Su Yi's warning, Lu Changwei's heart skipped a beat. He stopped in his tracks and said awkwardly, "It was my recklessness." After saying that, his voice choked up, "I will leave His Majesty's injuries to the young prince and the imperial physician. I will pray for His Majesty day and night after I return, and pray that Heaven will bless His Majesty with a speedy recovery."
After Lu Changwei finished speaking, he bowed to Su Yi and slowly withdrew from the Dragon Saliva Hall.
Outside the Dragon Saliva Hall, a group of officials who had been waiting for a long time surrounded him: "Lord Lu, have you seen His Majesty? How is His Majesty's injury now?"
Lu Changwei's eyes were red and tears welled up in them. He gently wiped away the tears with his sleeve and said in a choked voice, "His Majesty has suffered. He is indeed unconscious on the dragon bed, and the imperial physicians are doing their best to treat him."
Upon hearing this, the ministers were in an uproar and shocked.
At this moment, Yuanlu came out of the Dragon Saliva Hall. With a worried look on his face, he said to the ministers, "My lords, please go back first. Do not disturb the imperial physicians who are treating the emperor. If the emperor wakes up, this old servant will inform you in time."
Although Lin Zhengyong did not see Emperor Gaozong, he clearly believed Lu Changwei. After listening to Lu Changwei's words, he stopped clamoring to enter the palace to see Emperor Gaozong, but simply snorted coldly and turned away.
Seeing this, the ministers all sighed helplessly and slowly left.
Yuanlu watched the departing figures of the crowd and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He turned and returned to the Dragon Saliva Palace.
Just like Emperor Gaozong of the Southern Shu Kingdom, Su Mu, who had been lying unconscious on the dragon bed in the Zichen Palace for half a month, was a thousand miles away.
However, unlike Emperor Gaozong of the Southern Shu Kingdom who fell into a coma after being assassinated, the Emperor of the Eastern Yue Kingdom collapsed in the morning court hall after working tirelessly for more than a month to manage state affairs.
At the morning court session that day, the officials saw that Su Mu's eyes were bloodshot and about to drip blood. While listening to the ministers report on state affairs, he suddenly fainted and fell to the ground, rolling off the dragon throne.
This move terrified all the ministers of the Eastern Yue court. Su Mu had few heirs, and Su Yi was not in the Eastern Yue Kingdom. After the emperor fell ill, the affairs of the court naturally fell on Su Yuntian's shoulders.
Today, after Su Yuntian finished his court session, as usual, he headed towards Su Mu's palace—the Zichen Palace.
At this moment, inside the Zichen Palace, Su Muxue sat quietly beside Su Mu's dragon bed. She gently picked up Su Mu's hand, tears streaming down her face like broken pearls as she sobbed softly.
"Father, when will you wake up? You haven't even seen your son's wedding yet. Zhao Yefan has been pressuring me to marry him lately. Please get up and tell me, should I agree to his proposal?"
Su Muxue's voice was filled with endless sorrow and pleading.
Su Yuntian dismissed everyone and went inside.
"Mu Xue, didn't I already say that Father is currently unwell and you shouldn't come here so often to disturb his rest?"
Su Muxue looked at Su Yuntian with red eyes: "I am also Father Emperor's daughter, why can you come, but I can't?"
"There are no so many whys in this world. The imperial physician said that too many people should not come to disturb Father, and there must be a reason for that."
Su Muxue stubbornly said, "No, I want to stay here with my father. Just because you are acting as regent for my father doesn't mean you can boss me around. This princess won't listen to you!"
Su Yuntian sneered: "Hmm, you've reminded me. As the Regent, I do indeed have the right to do whatever I want with you."
"Someone come here." Su Yuntian called out to the outside of the hall, and two guards who were stationed in the Zichen Hall walked in.
Su Yuntian said, "I will say it again: if you let Princess Muxue into the Zichen Palace again, you will come to me with your heads."
Upon hearing this, the two guards were terrified and broke out in a cold sweat, both promising never to do it again.
"Please leave, Princess, so as not to disturb the Emperor's rest."
After Su Yuntian finished speaking, two guards immediately stepped forward to invite Su Muxue out.
"I, the princess, am going to stay here with my father. I'd like to see who dares to touch me."
The two guards exchanged a glance, then turned back to greet Su Muxue with clasped hands, before lifting her up and hurriedly leaving the Zichen Palace.
Su Muxue never imagined that she, as a princess of the Eastern Yue Kingdom, would one day be so disrespected by the guards because her father was ill.
She shouted threats at the guards who dragged her out of the Zichen Palace while cursing Su Yuntian.
"You filthy lackeys, how dare you treat this princess like this! When my father wakes up, he will surely have your heads chopped off!"
"Su Yuntian, don't think I don't know. My father's current state is definitely related to you. You wolf in sheep's clothing, how dare you plot against my father! Just wait, when my father wakes up, it will be your death day!"
“Even if Father doesn’t wake up, when my brother returns, he won’t let you off the hook.”
Su Muxue's cursing gradually faded away, eventually disappearing completely from Su Yuntian's ears. He slowly walked to Su Mu's bedside and sat down.
Su Yuntian stared at Su Mu's bloodless, pale face and found it strangely pleasing to the eye.
"Father, look at your good daughter! She actually said that when you wake up, it will be my death day! Tell me, should I wake you up or not?"
Su Yuntian's voice was very soft, as if he were talking to himself, but it was cold and ruthless.
Su Mu, who was in a coma, was of course unable to answer his question.
"I still clearly remember how you always doted on me when I was a child, patiently teaching me to read and write. You also often took me and my mother on trips to enjoy the scenery; those were truly wonderful times..."
"But we are so wonderful together, why did you bring that woman and that brother and sister back? Bringing them back is one thing, but why do you treat me and my mother so coldly after they came into our lives? They are all our father's children, why are you so biased towards them and neglect me and my mother?"
Thinking of this, Su Yuntian's eyes grew colder and colder. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, as if only in this way could he slightly alleviate the resentment and anger in his heart.
"Is it because I don't have a good maternal grandfather? Or is it because I'm not good enough? But I was raised by you, and all my skills were taught to me by you. Look at me, haven't I learned your ruthlessness perfectly?"
“Su Yi, he stole your love from me, and now he’s trying to steal my woman. So I can’t wait any longer. Anyway, he doesn’t care about your throne, so I’m just reluctantly taking it on for him.”
"Over the years, the Kingdom of Dongyue has declined under your rule, and the people have been secretly cursing you as a tyrant! Have you heard them?" As he spoke, Su Yuntian suddenly burst into maniacal laughter.
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