Outside Longlin Hall, several harem concubines were waiting anxiously outside the hall. Most of them were pale and frightened, fearing that His Majesty would appear.
Unless she is a concubine who is pregnant with a dragon son, otherwise she will have to be buried with His Majesty...
They are still so young and have not yet enjoyed enough of their glory and wealth. Some of them have to lose their lives before they are favored by His Majesty.
How could they be so willing? Everyone has their own thoughts.
As for what the ministers are worried about, if His Majesty leaves this time, who in the government and the public will be able to control it?
In the end, everyone hopes that His Majesty can escape this disaster. That is the blessing of Dongling...
Concubine Xin and Concubine Yan are the two highest-ranking concubines in the harem and can enter the main hall to understand the situation.
Concubine Xin was reluctant to explain the situation after seeing the imperial doctors checking her pulse. She looked gloomy and her heart was in her throat. She asked sternly: "How is His Majesty's injury? Is his life in danger?"
As soon as these words came out, all the imperial doctors knelt down and begged for mercy, "Mother, please spare my life, Your Majesty, please forgive me! Your Majesty, he..." They stammered when they thought about their heads being in danger.
Concubine Xin's sharp eyes stared at Dr. Wu, "Mr. Wu, tell me!"
Doctor Wu looked troubled, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and replied: "After I asked Your Majesty to take medicine, the bleeding has stopped. However, Your Majesty's pulse is very disordered at this time, intermittent, slow and rapid.
Although it does not resemble the pulse pattern of a dying person, such a strange phenomenon is the only one I have seen in my life. If I diagnose and treat it hastily, something may go wrong.
Moreover, there is a depression in His Majesty's heart that cannot be dissipated for a long time.
If time goes on, even the Great Luo Immortal descending to earth will not be able to help!"
"Empress..."
The maid next to Concubine Yan screamed. Concubine Yan's face was as white as paper, her hands were clutching her chest, and she was gasping for air...
After a while, he collapsed to the ground like a fallen kite.