In the days without love and hope, Nan Ye was like a zombie. He was busy with state affairs all day long, staying in the court and Yangxin Hall. He even rarely saw the emperor in the imperial garden. Even his two children were rarely seen.
With two children, he missed Luer crazily and could not contain his sadness.
All the items related to Luer were cleared away, and even the cats in the palace were taken away by the eunuchs. The palace was silent, and the only thing that could be heard occasionally was the playfulness of two children.
Before nightfall, Xiao Shunzi would come to Yangxin Hall to inquire, because the Empress Dowager would definitely ask about the Emperor's situation. If he didn't know, he would definitely be reprimanded by the Empress Dowager.
"What is the emperor busy with in there?"
Xiao Shunzi asked Xiaochuanzi softly, and Xiaochuanzi said in a low voice: "It seems that he is drinking. At this time every day, the emperor will ask his servants to bring liquor in..."
"If you drink like this, how can the dragon body bear it..." Although Xiao Shunzi is treacherous, he is nothing without the emperor. Of course he is worried about the emperor's safety.
"No one dares to disobey the emperor's order, and the Empress Dowager can't control it." Xiaochuanzi had no choice but to shake his head. He was also very anxious, but a slave was a slave, and all he could do was sigh.
Xiao Shunzi knew this was the result, and it was the same every night, and it was the same tonight. He withdrew and reported to the Empress Dowager.
In the Cining Palace, the Queen Mother looked sallow and looked at Xiao Shunzi with a sigh.
"How is your Majesty doing lately?"
"To report to the Queen Mother, apart from being busy with state affairs, the Emperor rarely does anything else..."
Xiao Shunzi was called for questioning almost every day, and he had thought about what he was going to say in advance, because the questions asked by the Queen Mother were the same every day, which were nothing more than the emperor's mood, how his body was, and what he was doing.
To be honest, the emperor's life is very regular. Morning court, meals, processing official documents, resting, taking a look at a pair of children from a distance, but then just practicing swordsmanship, drinking at night, repeating the cycle, and being taciturn.
"Did he still drink at night?"
"There has been no interruption..."
The Empress Dowager hit her head hard. She felt a headache. Why didn't the emperor care about his body so much? Isn't he just a woman? Are all the women in the world dead? Is there no woman who can replace Zhao Luer's position?
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"What is the Emperor's attitude regarding the draft?"
Xiao Shunzi frowned when he mentioned this, lowered his head and said: "Empress Dowager, this... if this little slave mentions it again, he will lose his head!"
"This is how to do ah?"
The empress dowager knew the emperor's feelings for the late imperial concubine, but she couldn't let that woman occupy the emperor's heart forever. She originally hoped that the draft would let the emperor choose one or two, but after being favored for a long time, she forgot about Zhao Lu.
Yes, but the emperor was stubborn and refused.
"I really don't understand. His father is like this and he is still like this. Do the two men in my life have to be sorry for me?"
The Queen Mother lowered her head sadly and waved her hand feebly, indicating that Xiao Shunzi could leave. No one could dissuade the Emperor unless Zhao Luer came back alive, but how could that be possible?
Xiao Shunzi left Cining Palace, looked at the night, and sighed, feeling that the night was so lifeless, it was really not as good as when the imperial concubine was here.
On a full moon night, in the Yangxin Hall, Nan Ye stared at the bright moon in the sky and raised the strong drink in his hand. In front of him was Lu'er secretly drinking his wine. After drinking, his eyes were blurred with drunkenness. She was still a person.
Or perhaps the cat made his heart obsessed. Today, there is only one bright moon left in the sky, but the woman is no longer around him.
He hates the dark night. That kind of loneliness makes him just want to drink to relieve his sorrow. He hates the moon in the sky even more. It reminds him of too many memories.
Nan Ye is like a piece of ice now, indifferent to others, but the more this happens, the more difficult it is for him to suppress the sadness in his heart. The sadder he is, the easier it is for him to get angry. If he doesn't control it rationally, he doesn't know whether he will become
a tyrant
There was too much sadness in his heart. After drinking strong alcohol, it burned him like fire. He needed a numb feeling, which would allow him to sleep well all night.
Nan Ye has always believed that Zhao Luer will have a soul after death. She has always stayed with Nan Ye, so he always pours an extra glass of wine and waits for Luer's soul to appear.
"Lu'er, if you can hear me, you should know how much I miss you right now..." Nan Ye hummed, drinking a few more glasses of strong wine, and his consciousness gradually blurred.
The night was always spent in Nan Ye's drunken state. He became a person with no desires and desires, and his physical condition became worse and worse.
Although supplements were continuously sent to Yangxin Hall, they did not seem to have much effect. Nan Ye actually had difficulty breathing.
One morning, Nan Ye got up early and put on his dragon robe. Before he could walk out of the Yangxin Hall, he felt a splitting headache, his eyesight turned black, and he felt weak, so he had to tell Xiao Shunzi to cancel the morning pilgrimage. Xiao Shunzi asked someone to send him off.
Nan Ye only ate a little of the ginseng tea and breakfast. Just as he was about to leave the Yangxin Hall, he fainted and fell to the ground.
There was chaos inside and outside the Yangxin Hall. Xiao Shunzi's face was pale. Xiaochuanzi was anxious to announce the imperial physician. The other eunuchs informed the queen mother and gave the emperor a massage. Nan Ye was in a coma until the empress dowager and the imperial physician
Even though they arrived, they still didn’t wake up.
"What's wrong? Go and have a look!" The Queen Mother remembered that her hands were shaking. Nan Ye was the backbone of Datong. If he fell, there would be no hope.
After the diagnosis, the imperial doctor prescribed medicine. After Nan Ye regained consciousness, he drank the decoction, but there was not much improvement. The empress dowager remembered it like an ant on a hot pot. All the imperial doctors arrived and prescribed many medicines, but none of them had much effect.
Nan Ye fell ill, which was a shocking event for Datong. Prince Nan Qixuan was still young and would fall down when walking. How could he bear the thousand-year legacy of Datong? However, Nan Ye's health was deteriorating. The imperial doctors tried many methods, but they could not cure Nan Ye.
The disease came too quickly, and Nan Ye gradually lost weight. He had to make a posthumous edict to pass on the throne to Prince Nan Qixuan, and appointed important ministers as assistant ministers of government.
The Queen Mother did not expect that the Emperor's son was going to die at such a young age, but the imperial doctor shook his head helplessly and announced Nan Ye's death date.
"Your Majesty, who will save my Emperor... What should I do if he abandons our old woman and grandson..."
The Queen Mother wiped her tears, her eyes were dull, imagining that her son was about to die, she felt extremely scared, but the disease gradually engulfed Nan Ye, and it seemed that there was really no way out
"Why don't we post the emperor's list and see if there are any miraculous doctors who can cure the emperor's disease?" Xiao Shunzi thought he was smart.
"Nonsense, how can those quack doctors cure my emperor's son? Maybe the emperor's death date will come faster!"
Xiao Shunzi knew that the Empress Dowager's worries were justified, but once the emperor died and the crown prince of Datong was still young, other countries would definitely take this opportunity to invade, and then the fate of Datong would be worrying.