The rain had stopped and the sky was clear. Only the drops of rainwater under the eaves on the ground reminded me that there had really been a storm just now.

The emperor's palace was much more lively than the side hall where Prince Ping was.

Not all of the courtiers who were discussing affairs in the Qinzheng Palace could enter the emperor's bedroom in the harem, but they all flocked here at this moment.

What happened just now was so shocking that they still can't believe it until now.

The low cries of women and children could be heard in the hall.

Seeing Chen Shao come in, everyone rushed over.

"His Royal Highness Prince Ping..." the leading official asked.

Chen Shao answered with a livid face.

"...We can't just leave it there..." the official immediately changed his subject and said.

This is the first time that he died so miserably, as if he were an abandoned prince.

"Let's wait for Your Majesty to make a decision." Chen Shao said, looking inside, "How is Your Majesty?"

"Empress, Madam Cheng is here."

Accompanied by this voice, the queen who lowered her head to wipe her tears raised her head, and the prince of Jin'an County who was standing beside her also looked over.

"Pass." the queen said.

The curtain was opened, and a woman walked in with her head lowered.

"I've seen..." She knelt down to salute.

"Forget the greetings for now, come and see how your majesty is doing?" the queen interrupted her.

Cheng Jiaoniang raised her head in response, and her eyes met the queen who was looking over.

This is Mrs. Cheng.

The queen said in her heart.

He is truly worthy of being a disciple of the Immortal.

Cheng Jiaoniang immediately looked away, bowed her head and stepped forward, and the several imperial doctors who were standing beside the emperor's bed moved aside.

The concubines and little princesses all stopped crying and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang with some nervousness.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at the emperor's face and stretched out her hand to feel for his pulse.

Doctor Li stood nearest and watched Cheng Jiaoniang's movements.

Others in the hall were unfamiliar with Cheng Jiaoniang, but he was not unfamiliar with her. He thought he was the one who saw this woman when she first came to Beijing for her first medical consultation.

This woman was not like this at that time. At that time, she was indifferent and casual towards Old Mrs. Chen, without even giving him an expression.

But now she is looking very seriously and the expression on her face is very rich.

Can she really be cured?

Sure enough, it was Fengji.

Historical records record that Zhongzong suffered a sudden stroke during the court meeting and was bedridden for a year before he died.

It’s really interesting, with changes and changes.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at the sleeping emperor, lowered her head and reached out to put her hand on his wrist.

Beating pulses, warm and soft skin, living people.

Illness, death after a new year, four cold words.

The sadness, panic, and worry brought about by this word "ji" are all gone. What future generations see and feel are only those four words, but not the feeling of being in them.

A ruthless and helpless fact.

The fact that the Cheng family was exterminated would definitely be recorded in the book. It was probably because the Cheng family had conspired to rebel and the family was wiped out...

Cheng Jiaoniang raised her hand and twitched her fingers.

It is not easy to leave six words in history books.

Just six words, simple, deserted.

There was a heavy coughing sound in her ears. Cheng Jiaoniang looked up and Doctor Li glared at her.

"Ms. Cheng, how are you?" he asked.

"It's Fengji." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

"Can you cure it?" Dr. Li asked hurriedly.

Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head.

"I can't," she said.

This is a simple answer.

"Ms. Cheng, if Your Majesty can't wake up from the wind disease, it will be fatal. Why can't you cure it?" A concubine couldn't help shouting.

"Because my master never taught me how to treat wind diseases." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

I thought she would tell me some medical theory or explain the rules, but I didn't expect that the reason she told me was this.

Everyone present was a little stunned.

People won’t….

Then there is nothing you can do.

As for whether it is true or false...

Crying sounded again in the palace, and the cries caused Chen Shao and other ministers outside to rush in regardless of etiquette.

When I heard that it was because Mrs. Cheng couldn't be cured, she was crying, not the emperor...

Everyone's expressions became slightly calmer, but looking at the still sleeping emperor, everyone looked heavy again.

The sooner Feng Ji wakes up, the more hope he has. If he stays asleep...

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed again.

A country cannot live without a king for a day.

But now that the emperor is in a coma, and Prince Ping, the prince who was originally able to take charge, has been chopped into a piece of coke by lightning, who will take charge?

No, who will take charge is still a small matter. The big thing is the successor.

"It's not good, it's not good!"

A shout suddenly came from outside, breaking the silence in the room.

A waiter ran in in a panic.

"Master Gao broke into the palace."

Mr. Gao!

Chen Shao and others' expressions changed drastically, and they immediately turned around and ran out.

"Father, father."

The hoarse shouts echoed in his ears, and Gao Xiaoguan rolled and crawled and grabbed the corner of Gao Lingbo's clothes.

"Father, father, His Highness Prince Ping... His Highness Prince Ping..."

He was crying and shouting, his voice was hoarse, and his body was even more miserable.

His Royal Highness Prince Ping...

His Royal Highness Prince Ping….

Gao Lingbo walked closer to the side hall step by step and looked at the lonely young man lying on the couch.

His body was trembling and his outstretched hands were trembling.

"Master, Master, your mother is pregnant with a dragon fetus."

The sound of joy echoed in my ears.

"This is really good news. Your Majesty is finally pregnant with a dragon fetus."

Yes, it's good news. The imperial concubine has given birth to a dragon fetus and will be your majesty's first son.

From the Queen Mother to the Imperial Concubine, they were the closest relatives of the two emperors.

What happened to the maternal relatives? What happened to the maternal relatives who were ridiculed and then women became powerful?

Relatives can also achieve success, honor their ancestors, and make contributions.

Gao Lingbo has great talents and great ambitions, and he has great ambitions to serve the country and the people. Is it possible that he has to be restricted just because of his status as a foreign relative? Every step he takes will make him laugh at others, and he has to give up his ambitions and settle down to just eat and drink.

Relative?

There are many kinds of relatives, and what Gao Lingbo wants to do is what his former relatives could not do.

To have power, you also need to be famous.
To be continued...