Forced to Ascend the Throne after Transmigrating

Chapter 33: Sleep

I just said that I was in good health, but it turned out like this…

Ye Shuo sat on the edge of the bed for a long time with a wooden face.

During this time, he tried to circulate his internal energy, but internal energy is not a miracle drug after all, and it cannot cure children’s colds and fevers.

Of course, it may also be related to the fact that he has only been practicing for a short time. The internal strength he has, like a firefly, is really not of much use.

The trace of internal energy in Dantian dissipated. Ye Shuo felt a little bit of heat at first, but in a moment, the internal energy was exhausted, and the heat that had risen with great difficulty went out with a “puff” like blowing out a lamp.

Ye Shuo: “…”

Ye Shuo couldn’t help but sigh deeply.

He didn’t want to do this, but… he felt really sorry for Wu Yi!

It is better to ask others for help than to ask yourself. Seeing that things could not be done, Ye Shuo did not hesitate. He opened his mouth and shouted with a hoarse voice: “Come here, come here quickly.”

After all, he was a patient, so Ye Shuo’s voice was much quieter and more vague than usual. In addition, since he could speak, he hardly called anyone at night, so the eunuch sleeping in the outer room didn’t hear it at all.

However, outside the window, Wu Yi, who was lying on the tree branch, moved his ears.

There seems to be some movement.

Then he heard the little prince shout twice again. After confirming, Wu Yi jumped down without hesitation.

He quietly pushed open the window and saw the little prince with a red face and coughing non-stop.

Wu Yi was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed slightly.

——The little prince is sick!!!

After receiving the news, the whole Qiuwu Palace was shaken, especially the young eunuch in the outer room, who woke up instantly and almost shouted for help.

The candles in the main hall soon lit up. The Sixth Prince was half asleep in the side hall when he heard some noise. He also heard people outside saying that the youngest prince had a fever in the middle of the night. The Sixth Prince, who originally felt sleepy and weak, shuddered and sat up subconsciously.

Concubine Rong had no time to wash and dress, or even change her clothes. She just casually put on shocks and rushed out in her slippers.

The nanny behind her kept shouting, “My queen, be careful not to catch a cold.”

But how could Concubine Rong care about so many things? Her hair was disheveled and the short distance of less than 20 meters had become a torture. Perhaps because she was too anxious, Concubine Rong soon broke out in a sweat.

She pushed open the door of the room suddenly and looked at the little thing with red cheeks, closed eyes, and almost whole body sunk into the quilt. Concubine Rong’s breathing stopped, her legs went weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

Nanny Yu, who was standing by, was quick to reach out and support her: “Madam!”

Nanny Yu was anxious: “No matter what, the queen must not fall down first!”

“…Definitely not.” Concubine Rong clenched her teeth, dispelled the dark intent in front of her eyes, and staggered towards the wooden bed.

After hearing the noise, Ye Shuo, who was originally full of ashamed and trying to escape from reality, quickly opened his eyes.

After seeing her mother’s current state of embarrassment, Ye Shuo was immediately shocked: “Mom, what’s wrong with you!”

Seeing his full-throated voice, Concubine Rong was startled, and then finally couldn’t control herself and broke down crying: “I thought, I thought you…”

God knows how terrified she was when she saw her son lying there with his chest motionless.

She was afraid that her son would be gone.

Now Ye Shuo knew that she had misunderstood, and immediately explained: “I’m fine…”

Apart from a little tonsillitis and fever, Ye Shuo did not feel any other discomfort. If necessary, he could even lift the quilt, stand up and run a few laps.

In Ye Shuo’s opinion, children have poor resistance, so it is very common for them to catch colds and fevers.

However, Concubine Rong did not think so. Hadn’t she seen how many children in the palace died because of sudden fever in the middle of the night?

Anyway, she wouldn’t believe anything Ye Shuo said now.

Imperial Concubine Rong turned around, her expression uncontrollably fierce, “What are you all standing there for! Hurry up and call the imperial physician, and get the imperial physician on duty to come to me!”

The Chief Physician was the highest official position in the entire Imperial Medical Bureau, equivalent to the director of a modern hospital.

Su Yue did not dare to delay upon hearing this. She bent her knees slightly, not caring about anything else, and ran out quickly with her back to the imperial concubine.

There’s no need to mobilize so many troops…

Ye Shuo hesitated and was about to say something, but when he saw his mother’s eyes suddenly become murderous, he tactfully shut his mouth.

Soon, the Sixth Prince followed closely behind.

Looking at his brother’s flushed face, the Sixth Prince pursed his lips tightly, and his chest rose and fell faster.

“Go and get some cold water.”

“Yes.”

The Sixth Prince had some experience with having a fever in the middle of the night. After all, he had experienced it several times at night when he was younger.

This is the constitution of children. They get sick for no apparent reason.

When the cold water came, the Sixth Prince took a handkerchief from the shelf, soaked it in water, wrung it dry, and then placed it on the forehead of his little brother. The Sixth Prince, who was not even eight years old, acted as calmly as if he was meeting an adult for the first time.

Ah…

Being taken care of by a little kid…

Then a cool feeling came over his forehead, and Ye Shuo felt extremely comfortable.

The Sixth Prince was helping him change his handkerchief, while Imperial Concubine Rong was holding his hand tightly, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly disappear, making it difficult for even a thick-skinned person like Ye Shuo to bear it.

“Mom, Xiao Ming, um… I think I’m actually okay now…”

“Call me Sixth Brother.” Even at this time, the Sixth Prince still corrected him instinctively.

As for what he said about feeling okay, the two of them simply ignored it.

How can we take the patient’s words seriously?

But on the surface, the two of them comforted him: “Yes, yes, yes, mother/brother believe in Shuo’er, Shuo’er will be well soon.”

Ye Shuo: “…………”

This kid’s body…Alas!

The commotion in Qiuwu Palace was so severe that soon most of the palace knew about it.

No one knew what the three virtuous concubines were thinking at the moment, but Zhao Chongrong and the other two couldn’t sleep. As for the queen, she felt half happy, but she herself didn’t know what the other half was.

“What happened outside? Why is it so noisy?”

Wang Ziquan at the door was still hesitating, wondering whether he should wake up the emperor and report to him when such a thing suddenly happened in the palace.

As a result, Emperor Jingwen woke up by himself.

Perhaps because he went to bed late, Emperor Jingwen felt a little uncomfortable in his head. Now he was leaning against the head of the bed, supporting himself with one hand, rubbing his temple from time to time, with a worried look on his face.

That’s right, anyone who is woken up in the middle of the night would probably be in a bad mood, and Emperor Jingwen was very restrained by not getting angry on the spot.

Wang Ziquan took this opportunity to quickly tell the story again: “Your Majesty, it was from Qiuwu Palace, it was, it was the little prince…”

After hesitating for a while, Wang Ziquan gritted his teeth and finally finished speaking: “The little prince seems to be in trouble. He said that he suddenly had a high fever in the middle of the night.”

Emperor Jingwen stopped pressing his temple and said, “What?!”

“What happened? Why did you suddenly have a fever?”

“I, I don’t know either…”

Just when Wang Ziquan was unsure whether the emperor would go or not, the emperor in the room suddenly raised his voice: “Someone, change my clothes!”

It looks like the emperor plans to go and take a look in person.

Wang Ziquan first waved to the eunuchs and palace maids nearby, and while they were filing in, he gave orders to prepare to drive the sedan chair immediately.

Emperor Jingwen’s thoughts were a little confused as he opened the curtain in front of him.

He saw the little bastard was fine some time ago, how come he suddenly——

Perhaps because of his relationship with the Duke of Zhen, his youngest son was almost the healthiest prince he had ever seen. From the time he was born to now, which was more than two years, he had only consulted an imperial physician once, but the result was still a mistake.

Emperor Jingwen had never imagined what his youngest son would look like if he were sick.

The little bastard is so good at making people angry, nothing will go wrong.

Thinking of this, Emperor Jingwen couldn’t help but feel a sense of inexplicable irritation in his heart. Then he lowered his head and felt that the eunuchs and palace maids’ hands and feet seemed to have become particularly clumsy today.

“Get out of the way, I’ll do it myself!”

Unable to wait any longer, Emperor Jingwen kicked the man in front of him, ignored the man’s kneeling begging for mercy, and started fighting himself.

Perhaps because he couldn’t calm down, Emperor Jingwen buttoned a wrong button.

Emperor Jingwen realized it only after he sat in the sedan chair, and then adjusted himself in time.

Then, his heart calmed down.

Emperor Jingwen couldn’t help but think a lot along the way. He felt that it was time to clean up the harem.

After one stick of incense, the imperial carriage arrived at the gate of Qiuwu Palace.

“The Emperor has arrived——”

Following the eunuch’s shouts at the door, Emperor Jingwen stepped over the threshold and walked straight towards the side hall where Ye Shuo lived.

“What happened? Why did he suddenly get sick?”

Hearing such a voice behind her, the imperial concubine was startled at first, and subconsciously wanted to salute, but was interrupted by Emperor Jingwen: “No need to be polite, let me see how Shuo’er is first.”

Then he saw his little son with red cheeks under the quilt.

After not seeing my youngest son for a few days, the baby fat on his face has disappeared.

Emperor Jingwen was startled and also frightened by Ye Shuo’s current appearance: “Why did you suddenly become so thin?”

Ye Shuo: “…”

Please stop saying he has lost weight. It’s not that he is too thin now, but that he was too fat before.

My figure now is just right, isn’t it?

While the Sixth Prince was changing his handkerchief, Emperor Jingwen reached out and touched his youngest son’s forehead, which was very hot.

Emperor Jingwen frowned tightly, and he was immediately filled with anger: “What on earth is going on!”

“This is all your fault, Your Majesty.” She didn’t want to say it, but after hearing this, Concubine Rong couldn’t hold it in any longer and tears fell down her cheeks.

“You arranged for Wu Yi to watch Shuo’er for twelve hours a day without stopping for a moment, not allowing him to do this or that, and only allowing him to study. Shuo’er is only two years old now, how can his body bear it!”

Was it because he pushed too hard…

Emperor Jingwen tightened his grip around the beads.

Wu Yi, who was standing in the dark, couldn’t help but feel confused.

Could it be that I really did something wrong?

But, he clearly didn’t push him too hard…

In the gap of silence between the two, Concubine Rong was still crying, and every word she said was sobbing: “I have been in the palace for so many years, and I only have one child, Shuo’er. If Shuo’er gets into trouble this time, what will I do?”

At this moment, the imperial concubine wanted nothing anymore. The crown prince and the throne were not as important as her son being alive.

“What nonsense are you talking about? Are you blaming me?”

Emperor Jingwen didn’t believe that his son, the grandson of the Duke of Zhen, would be so easily swept away by a high temperature.

His son is the son of a dragon, blessed by the gods and Buddhas, how could it be possible that –

Seeing his mother crying so hard, Ye Shuo felt bad too. He tried to persuade her, but it was of no use at all.

After tossing and turning for so long, the noises around him gave Ye Shuo a headache. He was also sick now, so he couldn’t help feeling a little sleepy.

But thinking back to what happened just now, he was afraid that he would scare his mother again after closing his eyes. After thinking for a while, Ye Shuo asked cautiously, “Father, Mother, I am very sleepy. Can I take a nap for a while…”

The child’s red cheeks, weak and hoarse voice, and eyelids that seemed to be about to close in the next second——

Emperor Jingwen had seen such a scene many years ago, but after the child closed his eyes, he never woke up again.

All of a sudden, Emperor Jingwen’s heart sank and he took a deep breath.