Chapter 726

Mo Chuan was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he covered her with a blanket. Thinking of how her body was soaked in sweat, it would be very uncomfortable to sleep like this. He wanted to find a towel and hot water to help her wash herself.

But when he looked around, he found that the environment was unfamiliar. He realized that this was not his palace, but rather doctor Zhang's quiet room.

He walked over to open the door. When he stepped over the threshold, his feet felt weak and he actually stumbled, almost falling over.

A grey figure suddenly appeared and supported him, calling out in a worried voice, "Emperor!"

That person was Zhui Feng.

Behind him was doctor Zhang.

Doctor Zhang was holding a steaming hot bowl of soup in his hand. The smell of medicine filled his nose as he carefully placed it in front of Mo Chuan.

"Emperor, this minister has finished brewing the medicine. You should take it while it's hot."

"Un."

Mo Chuan closed his eyes and his face was as white as paper. He wanted to take the bowl of medicine, but his fingers moved and his arm powerlessly fell down.

He had consumed a lot of internal energy and felt like his legs had no strength at all. It was hard for him to even stand. If it wasn't for Zhui Feng supporting him, he would have already fallen to the ground.

When doctor Zhang saw this, he felt that this bowl of medicine had been brewed at the right time. It was just what the emperor needed.

"Doctor Zhang, you ….. Go feed her. This one ….. This one wants to have a good rest." Mo Chuan's voice was also very weak, making Zhui Feng even more worried.

Zhui Feng had never seen the emperor this weak before. His eyes that were as clear as stars had lost their light.

His impression of the emperor had always been full of energy, but now he had a dejected expression, like he was suffering from a serious illness. He couldn't help admiring doctor Zhang's ability to predict the future, while also looking at doctor Zhang with a grateful gaze.

"… …" Doctor Zhang was stunned. He looked into the room and saw Chen Ning sleeping on the bed. Her face was no longer as red as blood, rather it was like the petals of a peach blossom in March. There was a faint smile on her lips and her sleeping face was very calm, so he knew that she was fine.

He then said, "Emperor, the Princess Consort does not need to take medicine, her poison has already been cured. This bowl was specially brewed for the emperor. The emperor has used a lot of energy to cure the Princess Consort's poison, so this medicine will be very beneficial to the emperor's body."

Mo Chuan's eyes were slightly closed. He indeed felt that his internal energy was exhausted and his dantian was empty. He just wanted to sit down and fall asleep.

So he raised his arm and took the bowl of medicine from doctor Zhang's hands. He drank it in a few gulps before saying to doctor Zhang, "Find a quiet room, this one wants to rest for a bit."

"Yes, yes. Emperor, please go to the room on the side. This one is very quiet and no one will disturb the emperor's rest."

Doctor Zhang gestured to Zhui Feng and Zhui Feng slowly supported Mo Chuan to the quiet room on the side.

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"Zhui Feng, you guard here. If anything goes wrong, don't come to see me again." His tone was extremely strict.

Zhui Feng's heart turned cold as he replied, "This subordinate will obey."

He knew that when the princess was kidnapped by King Ding Yuan, the emperor did not hold him accountable for his negligence. If he lost her again this time, even without the emperor's words, he would not have the face to be the emperor's secret guard. He would have to find a tree to hang himself from.