The food was served, but Emperor Ming Yuan didn't ask any questions and just asked her to eat.
Yuan Qingling picked up her chopsticks and started eating. Although it was not the first time to eat with her father, she felt uncomfortable this time because she was facing an old father who might lose his son.
I was angry at Yu Wenjun for his ignorance, but it was impossible for a father to turn a blind eye or be indifferent to his life and death.
So after the whole meal, even though Yuan Qingling was very hungry, she didn't eat much and was absent-minded.
Emperor Ming Yuan, on the other hand, ate one bowl of rice and drank three bowls of soup in a row. Eunuch Mu Ru came to stop him, but he shouted back in a stern tone, which made Yuan Qing Ling feel a little scared.
There are rules in the palace diet. No matter how delicious a dish is, you will not eat it a third time, let alone drink three bowls of soup in a row.
Seeing Emperor Ming Yuan like this, she also felt a little sad.
Until Yu Wenjun's accident, she had only followed the doctor's duty to treat him, but she had never had any other emotions. But at this moment, facing Emperor Ming Yuan, she even thought that Yu Wenjun was fine and he would be happy, so she hoped that Yu Wenjun would be fine.
fine.
After Emperor Ming Yuan finished eating, he wiped the corners of his mouth, and after Eunuch Mu Ru ordered him to go down and remove the leftovers, he put his hands on the edge of the table, raised his eyes and looked at Yuan Qing Ling, "You've eaten enough, then you can say
, how is he doing now?"
Yuan Qingling was even more sad when he heard this. He wanted to eat before listening to it because he was afraid that after hearing this, he would not be able to eat tonight.
He has the country on his shoulders, so he must eat.
Yuan Qingling said truthfully: "The situation is not ideal. He lost too much blood. It was a little late when he discovered it. Now he can maintain his breath. Lao Wu's inference is that he luckily sealed the acupoint immediately after being seriously injured, although the effect is not great."
It was ideal, but it was able to stop the continuous bleeding and save my life."
Emperor Ming Yuan moved his palm forward, but his body stepped back, "In your opinion, is there a chance to survive?"
Yuan Qingling thought about the words for a while, but did not dare to say anything, and said: "There may be some people who get better, but it's just a small amount, but even if they get better, I'm afraid there will be many sequelae."
"What will happen?"
"The brain will be damaged, and it may become a vegetative state, or it may be dull after waking up or forgetting the past, etc. We can't speculate too much at the moment, we can only wait and see the subsequent progress."
Emperor Ming Yuan's expression showed no change, "That is to say, if he had not died, he would not be the same as before."
"This... I can't say absolutely, but it is to a large extent." Yuan Qingling said.
"What are the chances of waking up?" Emperor Ming Yuan asked again.
Yuan Qingling sighed softly, "It's not big, less than 10%."
Emperor Ming Yuan's eyes were shrouded in smoke and he remained silent. Yuan Qingling did not dare to look at him. She racked her brains and could not think of the right words to say, so she could only remain silent.
After a while, he said: "Go to the Qiankun Palace to accompany the Supreme Emperor, and call Lao Wu over."
After asking about the injury, he should be asking about the case. Yuan Qingling thought to himself that if Yu Wenjun had a little less ambition and desire for power, he really wouldn't be like this.
Just as Yuan Qing Ling turned around, she heard the voice of Emperor Ming Yuan again, "Wait a minute, sit down first!"
Yuan Qing snorted, turned around and sat down again, looking at him.
Emperor Ming Yuan withdrew his hand from the table, put his right hand on his forehead, and rubbed his temples on both sides with his fingers spread apart. The shadow of his palm shrouded his face, making his face dark, and a look of exhaustion could be seen in his eyes.
After rubbing it for a while, he put it down and looked at Yuan Qingling, with a tired face and a pale face, "I could hardly fall asleep last night. I only squinted for a while when it was almost dawn, but I was immediately awakened by a dream."
Yuan Qingling's heart shrank slightly, "Father, please be at ease, the dragon body is the most important thing."
Emperor Ming Yuan pressed his hands and said: "In my dream, I saw him crying and kneeling in front of me, asking me to forgive him for his unfilial piety. He said that he could never serve me again in the future."
Yuan Qingling's heart skipped a beat, "Father, that was just a dream."
"Yes, it's a dream!" The sadness in Emperor Ming Yuan's eyes slowly gathered, "But it's so real, I can even hear his cry, it's very sad, but it seems that not long ago, he just
He was so big that he could not walk yet. I held him, and his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky. The ministers at that time said that this boy would have great potential in the future. He...he is my eldest son, my eldest son.
My first son, I later had many children, but the first one was different after all."
Yuan Qingling felt extremely sad after hearing this. Her nose became sore and tears came to her eyes. She swallowed hard and said, "Father, please don't be so sad."
"The saddest thing is this," Emperor Ming Yuan stood up slowly, he seemed to be much older, and his voice was hoarse, "He is not even worthy of asking me to feel sad for him. He is the eldest son of the emperor, but he is the most unlucky.
"
Emperor Ming Yuan was also sad when he demoted Lord Yu Wen, and Yuan Qingling knew it at that time, but that time was different from now. This time Yuan Qingling could hear the despair in his heart.
"I'm afraid he will be useless. Go and tell Concubine Di to advance Tian'er's marriage as soon as possible." Emperor Ming Yuan said solemnly, then raised his hand and asked Yuan Qing to leave.
Yuan Qingling faced his back and said, "Yes, father, take care!"
Yuan Qingling went to the Qiankun Palace and told Yu Wenhao to go to the Imperial Study Room.
"How is your father feeling?" Yu Wenhao asked quietly.
"I'm very sad." Yuan Qingling's eyes were still red.
Yu Wenhao was startled, "That day when I went to the palace to report, he didn't say anything, nor did he show any sadness. I also said... he didn't care much anymore."
"After all, he is his biological son, why don't he care?" Yuan Qingling felt sad, "We are also parents, and this is an inseparable bond."
Yu Wenhao sighed deeply, "Okay, I'll go there and you can accompany the emperor's grandfather. He's not happy either."
Who can be happy about this?
Yuan Qingling went in, Yu Wenhao went out, and their hands separated in the air.
The Supreme Emperor was sitting in the main hall, with Fu Bao crawling at his feet, one person and one dog, looking very peaceful.
Yuan Qingling leaned over and held the Supreme Emperor's hand, "Don't be sad."
"It's your own fault, there's nothing to be sad about." The Supreme Emperor said calmly.
In this life, he has experienced many life and death, and he himself has experienced life and death several times, and he has seen much more enlightenment than Emperor Ming Yuan.
Yuan Qingling stopped talking and sat quietly with him.
Fubao whimpered, moved over, and rested his head on Yuan Qingling's shoe. The scars on its body were still mottled and visible, a bit ferocious. Yuan Qingling looked at the Qiankun Palace and remembered the first time he entered it.
At that time, the Supreme Emperor was critically ill, and she was also on the verge of life and death. In the blink of an eye, four years had passed.