"It doesn't matter," he said, "the time is not short."

Just after he finished speaking, he heard the sound of footsteps outside. Old Mrs. Zhang and the old servant looked over in surprise and saw a girl with disheveled hair and clothes standing outside the door. Her face was pale under the light of the lantern on the door.

"Old Master," she said tremblingly.

"Banqin, it's not your wife's business." The old servant said hurriedly, "Don't worry."

The girl then held on to the door and drained all her strength, then she knelt down and sat down.

Mr. Zhang's expression was serious.

"If something happens to the emperor, it won't be a good thing for her," he said.

The girl who was just relieved suddenly raised her head and took a few steps forward on her knees with a look of horror on her face.

"No, no," the old servant said hurriedly, "Old Master, it's not that the emperor is in trouble, it's that the emperor is awake."

The emperor is awake?

Old Mrs. Zhang looked at the old servant in shock.

"Yes, the emperor is awake." The old servant said again in a low voice.

Old Mrs. Zhang regained his composure and looked at the girl.

"Then, your wife is fine for the time being." He said, looking outside again, frowning slightly, "That's not a good thing for him."

She in the first sentence refers to Cheng Jiaoniang, who does he refer to in the second sentence?

While the girl was wiping her tears haphazardly, a trace of doubt flashed across her mind.

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The sky was gradually getting brighter, and the Imperial Guards on duty outside the imperial city discovered that the officials who came to court in front of the palace gate seemed to be much earlier than usual today. However, this is also understandable. Last night, the palace gate was opened and the chamberlains came in and out, and there were several important ministers in the middle of the night.

Entering the palace, you definitely can't hide this kind of thing.

"How is His Majesty the Emperor?" an official whispered.

"Is it okay?" an official replied in a low voice.

"Why is Daxing so quiet? It's time for the bells and drum towers to ring," another official said in a low voice.

"Then what's the fuss in the middle of the night? Seven or eight ministers have been called in."

"Is it the queen? Is it the prince?"

"Don't be ridiculous, how is that possible?"

"I think something must have happened to His Majesty. I'm afraid his condition will worsen. It's hard to tell at night. We'll make an announcement during the day."

In other words, even if it is done at night, it should be postponed until daylight in front of people.

The courtiers were talking and speculating, the morning bell rang, and the palace door finally opened.

Today is the court meeting, and hundreds of officials are gathered in the main hall. Although there are censors walking back and forth, there is still a faint buzzing sound. As the prince's appearance becomes more and more delayed, the buzzing sound becomes louder.

On the other side of the emperor's palace, Zhang Chun and several other important ministers were there, looking at Fang Bocong with a bit of exhaustion.

"Your Highness, do you really want to do this?" A courtier took a few steps closer and asked in a low voice.

Fang Bocong nodded.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time, and finally it's here." He said, looking back.

The emperor was lying on a soft sedan chair behind him, with his eyes slightly open and looking a little dull.

"Your Majesty, please come to court." Fang Bocong bowed and saluted and said loudly.

Seeing him like this, other courtiers also hurriedly bowed.

"Your Majesty, please come to court."

When they saw the soft sedan carrying the emperor into the court accompanied by music, the courtiers were a little surprised, but mostly relieved.

It seemed that the emperor was not what they imagined, but they didn't think much about it. They all thought that this was to appease people's hearts, so they specially asked the emperor to come to the court meeting.

But when they saw that the prince did not stand in the palace as before, but stood in front of the courtiers, everyone was a little surprised, but they still didn't think much about it, thinking that this was just the respect the prince gave to the emperor, just like the prince would give the emperor

Just like reading a memorial to the emperor, it is not difficult to show respect to a comatose emperor.

When the prince bowed down and led all the ministers to salute the emperor, the music stopped and the voice of congratulations settled. When the chamberlain announced his death, a trembling voice sounded in the hall.

"flat."

The hoarse, dry voice with some blurry pronunciation was like thunder falling on the ears of the courtiers in the quiet hall.

Some people lost their voices and some lost their composure. Everyone looked at the high platform in the palace and the emperor with his eyes open on the soft sedan chair.

The emperor is awake! The emperor is awake!

The courtiers suddenly became confused, and the scoldings of the censors were ineffective. Some cried and some laughed. In the end, the courtiers knelt down and shouted long live.

The shouts of long live came to my face, making my whole body numb.

This is the dizzying and obsessive right of the emperor, to sit in that position and enjoy the worship of everyone. Once you have tasted this feeling, can you easily quit and give up?

After the kneeling courtiers were excited, their eyes looked forward with bright and dark eyes. With all the courtiers kneeling down, the standing prince was particularly conspicuous, forming a sharp contrast with the sitting emperor on the high platform.

The emperor on the soft sedan slowly raised his hand, and the chamberlain beside him hurriedly stepped forward.

"Say." The emperor uttered one word.

The courtiers had calmed down and saw clearly that although the emperor was awake, his body was still stiff. He could only raise his hands and blink, and he seemed to be able to speak only one word.

"Your Majesty has something to say." The chamberlain loudly conveyed the emperor's will.

The courtiers saluted again.

"I."

"sick."

He lowered his head and listened to the emperor uttering two words. Although there were only two words, it allowed the courtiers to see clearly that the emperor's consciousness was clear.

Drunk people don't know they are drunk; crazy people don't know they are crazy.

A person who knows he is sick is a patient, but he is a sober patient.

Sober, does the emperor know what earth-shaking changes are happening now?

The courtiers raised their heads with complicated expressions, and their eyes fell on the prince again.

How would a sober emperor treat this prince who was not chosen by the emperor?

The originally noisy court suddenly became quiet.

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In the emperor's palace, the queen was sitting upright, looking a little dull.

"Mother, don't worry." Concubine An, who was pacing back and forth, stopped and said, "It must be fine."

"No matter what happens, you don't always die in the end." The queen said, "I just don't like this feeling."

"How does it feel?" Concubine An asked.

"It feels like waiting," the queen said.

As she finished speaking, there were chaotic footsteps outside.

"Your Majesty." A group of chamberlains came in and saluted the Queen, "Your Majesty, please come and get the jade seal."

The emperor was in a coma and the prince was in charge of the country, but the jade seal was still in the hands of the queen.

Now that the emperor is awake, the jade seal should be returned to its true owner.

The queen closed her eyes slightly, opened her eyes again, and raised her hand.

The chamberlain at the side quickly turned around and went in, and came out soon holding the jade seal.

The servant who arrived reached out to take it, bowed and left.

Concubine An couldn't help but chase her out, holding the door and watching the servants gradually walk away.

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The jade seal was raised high and sent to the emperor under the watchful eyes of the courtiers.

The emperor looked at the jade seal.

"I."

He said one word.

"sick."

"Your Majesty's dragon body will definitely recover." Some courtiers shouted loudly, bowing and saluting.

The quiet court hall was suddenly filled with congratulations again.

After the voices subsided, the emperor raised his hand.

The chamberlain immediately held up the jade seal, and the emperor's hand touched the jade seal.
To be continued...