Even if Ye Zhen wanted to go to Ming Xi now, she couldn't leave. Moreover, Ming Xi's tone sounded confident. If she and Mo Rongzhan went there, they might alert the enemy. Therefore, she put the matter aside. However, she still wrote a letter to Ye Chunnan, at least to remind the capital to be on guard. Who knows if there are people in the capital who want to rebel?
When she and Mo Rongzhan returned to the General's Mansion, Zhao Tianji came to find her not long after.
"Yao Yao, Lord Lei took the emperor out of the city. I heard that after the emperor knew you were in the city, he rushed here day and night. He was so tired that he fainted just now." Zhao Tianji whispered. Only today did he know that Shui Yichen's feelings for Lu Yaoyao were so deep. He didn't see it before. He was too slow.
"Did you tell them to burn the clothes?" Shui Yichen fainted? Ye Zhen raised her eyebrows slightly. He still went to the city like that? Was he not afraid of being infected?
Zhao Tianji said, "I have already told Lord Lei, but I see that the emperor's face is not very good …"
"There are so many imperial doctors outside. What is there to be afraid of? He is a martial artist. He won't fall ill so easily." Ye Zhen disagreed. Now, she didn't want to have too much to do with Shui Yichen.
"The emperor came here for …" Zhao Tianji glanced at Ye Zhen. Thinking that Mo Rongzhan was in the room, he refrained from saying it.
Ye Zhen said lightly, "Do you think he came for me?"
Zhao Tianji didn't expect Ye Zhen to say it so straightforwardly. "You know?"
"Oh, that's because you don't know him." Ye Zhen said lightly, "Forget it, it's meaningless to talk about this. You have been busy all day. Go and rest quickly. Remember to drink the medicine."
"Yes." Zhao Tianji responded.
After Lei Yingchun escorted Shui Yichen out of the city, he immediately ordered people to boil the medicine and change Shui Yichen's clothes before settling Shui Yichen down.
"Go and ask the imperial doctor to see him." Lei Yingchun ordered. He was being cautious. Shui Yichen's body was priceless and must not be neglected.
Soon, the imperial doctor came. After taking Shui Yichen's pulse and confirming that he was just too tired and had no other problems, Lei Yingchun was relieved.
"Master Lei, the medicine is ready." A servant brought two bowls of medicine to Lei Yingchun.
"His Majesty hasn't woken up yet. Keep this bowl warm for now. Give it to His Majesty to drink when he wakes up." Lei Yingchun took the bowl of medicine and drank it in one gulp. Only then did he go and clean himself up. He knew how terrifying the plague was, so he was still very cautious.
The night was long. When he opened his eyes, it was already dawn.
The first thing Lei Yingchun did when he woke up was to see Shui Yichen.
Shui Yichen had slept for a long time and had not woken up yet. Lei Yingchun felt that it was strange and asked the servant outside, "Has His Majesty woken up?"
"Milord, His Majesty hasn't called for me since last night …" the maid said in a low voice.
Could it be that she had never woken up?
Lei Yingchun was a little puzzled. He personally knocked on the door, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"
After a while, there was still no sound in the house. Lei Yingchun called a few more times, but there was still no response.
This was too unusual! Shui Yichen's martial arts were high and he was more alert than the average person. He had been knocking on the door for so long, it was impossible for Shui Yichen not to hear him.
"Are you sure His Majesty hasn't gone out?" Lei Yingchun asked the maid with a frown.
"This maid has been standing guard here the entire time. If His Majesty has gone out, this maid will know," the maid immediately said.
Lei Yingchun did not dare to hesitate any longer. He pushed open the door and walked in. When he saw Shui Yichen still lying on the bed, he already had a bad premonition.
"Your Majesty?" Lei Yingchun walked over and called out softly a few times.
Shui Yichen, who was lying on the bed, did not respond.
Thump — Lei Yingchun's heart skipped a beat. He called out to the maid, "Hurry and get Imperial Physician Zhu."
"Yes, yes." The maid broke into a run.
Lei Yingchun walked to the side of the bed and saw that Shui Yichen's face was pale. His eyes were tightly shut, and he looked like he was in great pain.
"Your Majesty, wake up." Lei Yingchun gently pushed Shui Yichen's body. So hot! His entire body was heating up.
Oh no! Lei Yingchun was shocked. His Majesty's symptoms … Why was it so similar to the plague?
"Milord, milord, Imperial Physician Zhu is here." The maid hurried over.
"Imperial Physician Zhu, hurry and see what's wrong with His Majesty?" Lei Yingchun did not dare to confirm what illness Shui Yichen was suffering from. He silently prayed in his heart, hoping that it was not what he thought it was.
"Wasn't His Majesty fine last night?" Imperial Physician Zhu asked in surprise. He had come to take his pulse last night. The Emperor was clearly just too tired, and did not have any other problems.
Lei Yingchun said, "I called out to His Majesty this morning, but he did not wake up …"
Imperial Physician Zhu was shocked. He hurried forward to take Shui Yichen's pulse.
Just as he touched Shui Yichen's wrist, Imperial Physician Zhu's expression changed. So hot!
"Imperial Physician Zhu, how is His Majesty?" Lei Yingchun asked in a low voice.
"I'm afraid … I'm afraid …" Imperial Physician Zhu took Shui Yichen's pulse again. "It's the plague."
Lei Yingchun's expression changed. It really was the plague.
"Imperial Physician Zhu, you must cure His Majesty. If anything happens to His Majesty, you and I will not be able to bear the responsibility." Lei Yingchun hurriedly said.
"This …" Imperial Physician Zhu's expression turned ugly. He naturally wanted to cure His Majesty, but he knew that he could not bear the responsibility. That was why he was afraid. "His Majesty's illness is very serious, I'm afraid …"
Lei Yingchun said angrily. "Are you even an imperial physician? If His Majesty cannot be cured, do you think you can still live?"
"Milord, it's not that I don't want to cure His Majesty, but this plague … I really do not have a solution." Imperial Physician Zhu said awkwardly. As an imperial physician, who didn't want to cure a plague and make a contribution? But this time, the plague was too fierce and easily spread. He had already thought of a few prescriptions, but none of them had any effect on the plague. He was only afraid that there was not enough time to delay His Majesty's treatment.
"You …" Lei Yingchun glared at him angrily. "I'm going into the city to find the Heavenly Consort."
After a few steps, he remembered the medicine Zhao Tianji gave him yesterday. "I asked you to warm the medicine yesterday. Did you give it to His Majesty?"
The maid shook her head. "His Majesty has not woken up, so …"
"Go get the medicine and give it to His Majesty first." Lei Yingchun said and hurried to the city.
Now, only Lu Yaoyao can save Shui Yichen. If the news of the Emperor being infected with the plague spreads, who knows what kind of impact it will have on the Yuan Kingdom.
At this time, Ye Zhen was feeling the pulse of the people in the city. Everyone did not have a recurrent fever, and the plague was stabilized.
"Heavenly Consort, Heavenly Consort!" Lei Yingchun went to the city for a long time and finally found Ye Zhen.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Lei Yingchun, Ye Zhen frowned slightly.
"Heavenly Consort, you … please save the Emperor." Lei Yingchun looked at Ye Zhen earnestly. He didn't know if the Heavenly Consort would save Shui Yichen or leave him to fend for himself.
(Tianjin)
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