The most romantic little emperor

I can't die! If I die, what will Rong'er and the others do? Facing powerful officials and enemies like Su Zhengfang and Dong Sicheng, they are in the deep sea of ​​the palace, and sooner or later they will be ruthlessly swallowed up.

He suddenly opened his eyes again. This time, the coma was like the coming of death, and it almost made him unable to wake up again.

"Your Highness."

A choking sound was heard, echoing in the air. Wang Yourong knelt in front of the bed with a pale face, having already burst into tears.

Qin Hao frowned slightly. It turned out that the crying sound he heard in his dream just now was actually real.

He reached out to take off the hot towel from his forehead, stretched out his weak hand, wanted to help up the woman in front of him who was deeply in love with him, and asked with concern: "Rong'er, why are you here?"

Wang Yourong gently wiped away the tears from her eyes, and said softly with endless tenderness and care in her voice: "I am concerned about your health and came to see you. Don't worry, there are so many sisters in the East Palace, and it will never be a mess."

Qin Hao nodded slightly, his eyes full of gratitude. He said with emotion, "With such a good wife, what else can a husband ask for! Please thank these good sisters for me. You have worked hard for such a long time. Now you have seen enough. Go back and rest early!"

Hearing this, Wang Yourong's tears rolled down like beads from a broken string, and she choked up and said, "Your Highness, you have been unconscious for so long, how can I rest assured? How can I go back and rest in peace?"

Qin Hao's lips curled up into a bitter smile, but deep in his heart there was a warm current surging. In this treacherous world, some people wanted to kill him at all costs, but there were also people who silently cared about him and concerned about him.

He gently patted Wang Yourong's shoulders and said softly, "Rong'er, don't cry. Look, I'm fine now, aren't I?"

He tried hard to cheer himself up and look more normal so as not to make Wang Yourong too sad.

Wang Yourong's heart was filled with bitterness, but she still nodded, with tears welling up in her eyes.

"What time is it now? How long have I been unconscious?" Qin Yun sat up with the help of Wang Yourong, and then gently embraced her in his arms.

Wang Yourong replied softly: "Your Highness, it is now the Yin hour, and you have been unconscious for nearly two days."

Qin Yun frowned slightly and asked calmly, "During the time I was unconscious, was everything okay in the palace?"

There was a hint of barely perceptible worry in his voice, and then he sighed softly, "I wonder how Father is doing now?"

"Yesterday evening, Eunuch Gao brought the latest news. Although there is still no sign of improvement in my father's condition, his life is not in danger for the time being. He specifically told me not to worry too much."

Wang Yourong said softly, "Your Highness, don't worry. Everything is normal in the palace. No other incidents have occurred yet."

"By the way, since you fell into a coma the day before yesterday, Lord Xie, Lord Shi and others have been very concerned about you. I have comforted them and asked them to concentrate on government affairs. If there is an emergency, I will summon them in time."

Qin Hao nodded slightly, indicating that he was very satisfied with her handling.

Wang Yourong smiled and continued, "Dong Meier has been visiting me frequently these past two days, but I politely turned her away every time. She only stayed at my place for a short while and then left in a hurry."

"In addition, yesterday I cancelled the morning court session in the name that you wanted to accompany Qiqi and Duoduo back to their parents' home. Su Zhengfang, Dong Sicheng and others also came, saying that they wanted to check on Your Highness' health, but I rejected them on the spot."

Qin Hao raised his lips to sneer, and said sarcastically: "Visit? I'm afraid they want to find out the truth and want to know how sick the king is."

He suddenly remembered something and asked anxiously, "Where is Master Feng? Where is he?"

"I heard from Sister Xuanxuan that Master Feng went out and said he was going to find a miracle doctor for you. He specifically asked Senior Li to transfer his internal energy to you every hour to ensure that you can hold on until he comes back." Wang Yourong said timidly, holding him tightly with her jade hands, as if she was afraid of losing him.

Qin Hao nodded, a hint of anticipation rising in his heart.

Old Feng has always been steady and reliable, his martial arts skills are unfathomable, and his vision is higher than that of ordinary people. He believes that Old Feng will definitely be able to find a miracle doctor to save his life.

Qin Hao held Wang Yourong's hand tightly, as if trying to draw strength from her warmth to get through this difficult time.

At this time, Li Yihuan came into the room, walked forward slowly, and said in a deep voice: "My queen, it's time to heal His Highness. I will start now."

Wang Yourong gently pulled away from Qin Hao's embrace, bowed to Li Yihuan, and said softly, "Thank you, Senior Li."

Li Yihuan nodded slightly, sat lightly behind Qin Hao, and began to transfer his internal energy to him.

However, this time it took significantly longer than usual.

After he finished practicing Qigong for the prince, Wang Yourong asked hurriedly, "Senior Li, why did the Qigong practice take so long this time? How is His Highness's health?"

Li Yihuan chuckled and said casually, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. His Highness has woken up now. I will spend some time to help him calm down. In this way, His Highness should not fall into a coma again easily."

After hearing this, Wang Yourong finally felt relieved. She smiled sincerely and said, "Senior Li, I am deeply grateful for your kindness. If you can save His Highness, I will definitely reward you handsomely."

Li Yihuan smiled widely, waved his hands, and said with a soft laugh: "Your Majesty, you are too kind. This old servant is not doing this for anything else, but also for the lifelong happiness of the young lady. I am still waiting for her to give birth to a child for His Highness, so that we can enjoy the happiness of family life!"

Wang Yourong was even more delighted after hearing this. She nodded repeatedly and agreed, "Yes, yes, yes, Senior Li is absolutely right. Your Highness has admired Sister Wenxiu for a long time, and the two of them have had physical contact. When Your Highness recovers from his illness, I will personally organize a grand wedding for them to make their love complete. What do you think?"

Speak of the devil and he will appear. Before Li Yihuan could even agree, Mu Wenxiu walked in gracefully with delicate lotus steps.

Wang Yourong and Li Yihuan looked at each other and laughed heartily.

Mu Wenxiu was curious and asked, "Madam, what were you and Uncle Li talking about just now? You were laughing so happily!"

Qin Hao slowly opened his eyes and woke up slowly. There was a hint of teasing in his eyes. He said teasingly, "Just now, the Crown Princess and Senior Li were conspiring to sell you out?"

Hearing this, Mu Wenxiu walked over gently, reached out and touched Qin Hao's forehead, and said softly: "Why are you talking nonsense? You don't even have a fever."