The most romantic little emperor

"This king is fine!"

Qin Hao's face turned pale, and he forced himself to look at the ministers, mustering his last bit of energy, and gritted his teeth and said, "My dear ministers, regarding the establishment of a new army, you can write a memorial and submit it. I will discuss it another day."

All the civil and military officials in the court said in unison: "Yes."

Qin Hao nodded. The dizziness in his head was still strong and had not subsided at all. He was wondering why he suddenly became like this.

But at this moment, he didn't dare to show it. Now that his father was critically ill, he, as the crown prince, had to stay healthy. Otherwise, it would be difficult to guarantee that the powerful officials under him would not do something inappropriate.

Xie An's eyes flashed with concern. He took a step forward and asked softly, "Your Highness, you seem to be feeling unwell. Do you need to summon the imperial physician immediately?"

Qin Hao bit his tongue tightly to stimulate his brain, using the pain to dispel the blur in front of his eyes. He forced himself to stabilize his body and frowned, saying, "The king is fine!"

Seeing this, Dong Sicheng smiled slightly and said, "Your Highness has been busy with government affairs recently, but please take care of your health."

Although Qin Hao felt disgusted with Dong Sicheng's hypocrisy in his heart, he remained calm on the surface and nodded at him.

Then he looked at everyone and said slowly: "My dear ministers, if you have something to say, please report it. If not, please leave the court."

Su Zhengfang glanced furtively at his followers, and then ministers began to jump out one after another.

"Your Highness, the Mid-Autumn Festival is just a few days away. May I ask whether Your Highness will follow the custom of previous years..."

Qin Hao felt dizzy and was anxious to leave the court, but he didn't want others to notice. He interrupted the minister and said, "Keep everything simple this year and use the money saved for disaster relief."

"Your Highness, it is already August. The incense money for the Nanshan Temple in the capital, as well as the expenses for helping to repair the new temple, have all come due for payment."

Damn it, the imperial court is so poor, and they still have to give money to those old bald donkeys? This minister must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!

"Don't pay the incense money this year. Just say that this is my intention. The money will be used for disaster relief in Hedong. Helping the people is the real great merit. If the abbot of Zhongnan Mountain doesn't understand or is dissatisfied, let him go and see for himself what kind of suffering the people in Hedong are going through."

After saying that, Qin Hao stood up.

He could no longer hold on, he felt weak all over, dizzy, and his consciousness was somewhat out of control!

According to convention, if all the ministers reported everything to him one by one, this morning court session would probably take another hour to finish.

Seeing this, Old Feng quickly stretched out his other hand and held Qin Hao steadily.

"My dear ministers, please do not report such trivial matters as paying the incense money. I have important matters to attend to today. If you have any questions or problems, please come and discuss with me alone in the afternoon."

"Retreat!"

After Qin Hao shouted this, he raised his foot and tried to walk away, but his steps were unsteady and it seemed that he had trouble even standing steadily.

If Elder Feng had not reached out to help him in time, he would have probably fallen to the ground and the scene would have been very heated.

This scene shocked all the civil and military officials in the court. They looked at each other, feeling an inexplicable worry in their hearts.

Is your highness' health already so bad?

Many ministers had already smelled something unusual, and they began to whisper and talk among themselves.

The emperor is critically ill and has little time left.

And now His Highness is in this state, and he has no children yet. If something happens to him, who will inherit this vast empire?

Su Zhengfang stared at Qin Hao's staggering figure, a sly and cold smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

My little prince, how does this slow-acting poison taste? It must be unpleasant!

Humph, this time, I don’t believe you can survive!

You are a little kid, you are still a little immature! You want to fight with me, you are really overestimating yourself!

……

Qin Hao was supported by Old Feng and slowly left the Golden Palace.

Although the ministers noticed that the prince was in poor health, he persisted tenaciously and did not show any sign of illness.

When he walked out of the hall, Su Zhengfang and Wen Tai's eyes met in the air, and there was an imperceptible smile on the corners of their mouths.

Dong Sicheng witnessed this scene and felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart.

Conspiracy, there must be a conspiracy here.

Although Dong Sicheng had thought about teaching Qin Hao a lesson, he had never thought of killing the prince.

Now he was very suspicious that this was Su Zhengfang's trick, and he secretly guessed in his heart that it seemed that this old fox Su Zhengfang had big ambitions!

Xie An, Fan Wenhai and other court officials who were close to the prince had worry in their eyes. Their fate was now closely linked to the prince, and Qin Hao's health had become their biggest concern.

They looked at each other, and left the hall one after another in full view of everyone.

Qin Hao walked out of the Tai Chi Hall, and just after he took two steps, his body suddenly trembled, and a mouthful of bloody red blood spurted out like an arrow. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his whole body staggered. Finally, as if all the strength in his body was drained away, he fell heavily to the ground.

The sudden change scared the guards and many eunuchs and palace maids!

Qin Hao clenched his fists tightly, but his weak eyes revealed a fierce murderous intent.

Damn it! Who is it? How dare they assassinate me? Is it Su Zhengfang? Or Dong Sicheng? Or that charming Dong Meier? Or is it someone else?

At this time, in order to suppress the disease raging in Qin Hao's body with all his strength, wisps of white smoke had already emerged from the top of Feng Lao's head. He was almost at the end of his rope and was in a critical condition.

However, he did not care about his own safety. He picked up Qin Hao and gathered his internal strength. His body was as fast as the wind. After a few rises and falls, he disappeared in front of everyone.

Luo Yang, the captain of the Eastern Palace Imperial Guards, reacted quickly and immediately ordered the cleanup of the blood on the ground and strictly sealed the news. All those who knew about the incident were taken back to the Eastern Palace by the Imperial Guards, and those who disobeyed the order would be executed immediately.

Old Feng brought Qin Hao directly to the shadow guard's secluded residence. Upon seeing this, Mu Wenxiu and others hurriedly came forward and took Qin Hao to a secret room.

Old Feng did not have time to explain to everyone. He immediately ordered the shadow guards to go out and secretly bring the imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital here.

Not long after, the shadow guard secretly brought three old imperial doctors.

The three old imperial doctors were the most senior ones in the Imperial Medical Bureau, but when they arrived, they were helpless after a careful examination of Qin Hao's condition. They couldn't even determine what disease Qin Hao had.

Qin Hao was unconscious and his breath was weak, like a living dead, which made the people present extremely anxious.