Emperor Ming froze on his stool with a pale face. He was the only one left in the huge palace at this moment!
He looked at the closed door, his heart filled with shock.
He never thought that Cang Qiao would treat him like this!
The most terrifying thing is that I am only now shocked to realize——
The lowly servants around him looked respectful, but in fact they no longer listened to his orders.
But Cang Qiao is following the lead!
The anger of being betrayed, the irritation of being threatened, the resentment of being under house arrest and - the fear of being emptied of power!
All this is like a tsunami and an abyss, trying to swallow him up!
Emperor Ming's eyes turned red, and he staggered to stand up and roar.
He was born noble and proud, and he had tried his best in his life, but he didn't want to fall into the hands of his confidants and the sharp sword he polished himself!
This made Emperor Ming's head, which was already in severe pain, almost explode.
He stumbled - fell to the ground with a "thud", his head hit the carved red sandalwood chair inlaid with mother-of-pearl, and he fainted on the ground instantly.
The little eunuch who heard the noise outside the door glanced inside the window, then walked to his father-in-law: "Master Manager, Your Majesty has fainted."
He and the father-in-law said calmly: "Let the people from Taiyuan Hospital come over."
The Taiyuan hospital, which had been prepared in the side hall, came in with a medical kit, walked to Emperor Ming, and took his pulse.
The court official didn't seem to be surprised at all that the emperor fell to the ground with no one to help him.
He skillfully took out a silver needle to prick the emperor and gave him some medicine.
Afterwards, Yuan Zheng stood up and said: "Your Majesty's life is not in danger, mainly because of the headache caused by the pills he took before, and also some mental and physical exhaustion..."
"As long as you don't die, Your Majesty will concentrate on your cultivation these days, and I'll have to trouble Yuan Zheng to serve you in the palace."
I waved to my father-in-law.
Taiyuan nodded with a calm expression: "Working for the governor is a subordinate's duty."
Then several people left the inner hall, and no one planned to help the emperor who fell on the ground to bed.
In this way, Emperor Ming was woken up by the cold floor in the middle of the night.
It was already dark, there was only one dim light in the hall, and there was no one in the dark and empty hall.
He slept so hard that his whole body had a headache, and for a moment he was in a trance, thinking that he was in a nightmare.
But the next moment, the cold wind blew by, jolting him and recalling everything that happened during the day.
He reluctantly got up and went to knock on the door: "Come here, come here... you are the following erring dog slaves..." He shouted hoarsely and angrily.
The little eunuch's voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, are you awake? Your dinner is on the table, and the servants and others will not go in and disturb you."
Emperor Ming turned his head and saw a bowl of gruel and a small plate of pickles on the table by the dim candlelight.
This feeling of almost humiliation made him stumble, gasping for air, and rush over to knock over the food on the table.
He shouted angrily, "Asshole, I won't eat this kind of thing! Go and call Lao He, no, call Cang Qiao to see me!"
Listening to the sound of broken porcelain in the palace, the little eunuch outside the door continued to speak respectfully——
"I told my father-in-law that since Your Majesty doesn't like food, he is going to practice fasting and become an immortal. The servants don't dare to disturb His Majesty. When will Your Majesty stop fasting, just tell the servants."
Emperor Ming was stunned and looked outside the door. The two young eunuchs guarding the door retreated.
