Yu Wenhao understands all the current situations and what everyone is saying. Even these things have been chewed over and over in his mind a thousand times. Every time he convinces himself to endure it, he has to filter it through his mind before suppressing it in his chest.
The feeling inside is hard to calm down.
Yu Wenhao had completely let go of his guard with the Emperor, so he could listen to the Emperor's words and nodded, "My grandson understands."
Eunuch Chang came in with tea and said: "Your Highness, your lips are terribly chapped. Please drink some tea!"
Yu Wenhao raised his head and glanced at Eunuch Chang. He saw that his face was very pale. Knowing that he had not been able to rest well due to the Emperor's illness, he said, "Thank you, Eunuch. You don't look good, please pay attention to your health."
Eunuch Chang smiled and said, "I'm not in the way, my body is still strong."
He put the tea on the coffee table and turned around with the tray. Unexpectedly, as he turned around, he fell down.
Yu Wenhao was startled and quickly went over to help him, "Father-in-law!"
"Father-in-law?" Yu Wenhao realized something was wrong, his father-in-law actually fainted, and he quickly patted his face, "Father-in-law, wake up."
The Supreme Emperor glanced over and slowly sat up. There was a broken look of panic in his eyes, and his lips trembled, "Pass... pass it to the imperial doctor!"
Yu Wenhao and the Supreme Emperor were sitting in front of the corridor of the Qiankun Hall. The Supreme Emperor used to like to sit here. There was a low table beside him, which could take in the full view of the garden and the sky outside the wall.
The imperial doctor was in the palace, and the situation was unknown. The Supreme Emperor insisted on helping him out and sitting here. He said that he would guard this place with his old life, and see who dared to come and arrest him.
The wrist he held, all the muscles in his body were highly tense, as if he were facing a powerful enemy.
Yu Wenhao felt indescribable sadness in his heart. They had been together for most of their lives, day and night, experienced many ups and downs in this world, and fought against hardships. If Eunuch Chang could not survive this test, I can't imagine how sad the imperial grandfather would be.
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For half an hour, not a word was spoken, only the breathing that he tried hard to suppress came and went.
Finally, the royal doctor came out.
Yu Wenhao held the Emperor's hand and looked at the imperial doctor, "How?"
The imperial doctor knelt down on one knee and reported, "Go back to the Emperor, go back to the Crown Prince, Eunuch Chang suffered from a sudden attack of rheumatic syndrome. He has been rescued. However, half of his body may not be able to move normally, and he may have to stay in bed."
The Supreme Emperor stared at him, with the corners of his mouth pursed tightly. He never breathed a sigh of relief, but could not say a word.
"Are you awake?" Yu Wenhao asked.
The imperial doctor said: "He is confused and will continue to be sleepy in the next few days. I will come over and give him acupuncture every day."
Yu Wenhao helped the Supreme Emperor in. The Supreme Emperor was sitting beside Eunuch Chang's bed. Eunuch Chang was confused. He opened his eyes, but then closed them again in a daze. His mouth was open for breathing, and his face was flushed and hot.
color.
The Supreme Emperor grabbed his hand and kept it there without saying a word.
Yu Wenhao dragged his tired body out of the palace in the evening. During the war, he exhausted all his energy and returned to Beijing all the way. He drove day and night without a good rest. When he returned to the mansion last night, he didn't sleep for a whole night again. Now he is so tired.
It mattered, but he just couldn't close his eyes.
When he returned to the mansion, he asked Qiluo to put on the Ruyi buckle, then personally put it around Yuan Qingling's neck, and then lay down next to her.
He held Yuan Qingling's hand under the quilt and stared at the ceiling, "Old Yuan, Eunuch Chang fell ill. You didn't see the face of the emperor's grandfather. He was about to cry.
He was holding back his tone, and he was very afraid. I wonder if, at a certain point, people become indifferent to their own life and death, but they cannot be indifferent to the life and death of those around them?"
"If you were here," he turned to look at Yuan Qingling and reached out to touch her cheek, "if you were here, maybe the emperor wouldn't be so scared. When will you wake up?"
He leaned over, kissed her ear, closed his eyes, and said in a tired and desolate voice, "How can you bear to abandon me and the child like this? How can I live?"
The silent air in the room gradually surrounded him, and the light illuminated the room like daylight, but this light could not reach his eyes.