The besties traveled through the book together, and the prince and general became abandoned husbands

Chapter 347 The Imperial Decree of Succession

Jun Xiaochen hummed lightly, walked forward slowly, and stared at the pale face of the little emperor:

"How does the Emperor feel?

But can you still hold on?"

There was still a chill in Jun Xiaochen's eyes. Xu Junjun saw the thunder between his brows and knew that he was not having a smooth day in the former dynasty.

The little emperor's voice was still weak:

"Thank you for your concern, Uncle Wang. I feel much better.

With Sister Xu's medicine, I recovered quickly."

Jun Xiaochen knew that he only reported good news and not bad news, but he didn't intend to point it out.

"Uncle Wang, I will go to court tomorrow.

Now that I'm awake, I'll show up at the former court to reassure the old officials.

Let them know that the Queen Mother is the one who murdered me."

This was the only thing the little emperor could do for Jun Xiaochen. Jun Xiaochen paused, frowning:

"Your Majesty, there is no need to force yourself. If you feel unwell, you can attend court two days later."

"Let him be."

Xu Junjun spoke:

"he can."

Jun Xiaochen lowered his eyes and met Xu Junjun's moist eyes. Xu Junjun smiled at him, confirming what he had just said.

Jun Xiaochen hesitated for a moment, and finally said:

"Then your Majesty, have a good rest today."

The little emperor nodded:

"Uncle Wang just returned to Tianqi, and he must have a lot of things to do in the palace. Please go to the imperial study first. Sister Xu will accompany me here."

Jun Xiaochen looked at the little emperor deeply, then shifted his gaze to look at Xu Junjun.

Xu Junjun nodded at him, telling him not to worry, and then Jun Xiaochen turned and left.

He did have a lot of things to do, including the remnants of the Empress Dowager and the court officials of Tianqi, all of which were urgent.

After Jun Xiaochen left, the little emperor couldn't hold on any longer.

His internal organs ached as if they were being bitten by poisonous ants, and he could only try his best to stop his body from shaking.

"Sister Xu, I want to sleep for a while. Can you stay with me in the hall?"

The little emperor spoke in a very soft voice, in a tone of pleading and negotiation.

Xu Junjun's eyes were filled with emotions, complex and sad. She nodded and said softly:

"Rest assured, I won't leave."

After helping the little emperor lie down, Xu Junjun withdrew his hand, silently took out the jade bottle, and poured out a red pill.

Her voice was very low, and if you listened carefully, you could hear a hint of nasal tone:

“Just take this medicine and you’ll be fine.

After eating, you can sleep peacefully."

The little emperor looked at her obediently and put the pill into his mouth.

The red pill was bitter, with no hint of licorice.

But as the pill went down his throat, his body, trembling with pain, gradually calmed down.

The little emperor closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly without any pain.

Only after his breathing became steady did Xu Junjun let the tears fall from her eyes.

However, she quickly wiped away the tears that flowed. Time was running out and she didn't have much time to be sad.

Xu Junjun was reading again. For the second time in her life, she felt that she had not learned enough.

If her medical skills were better, she could detoxify the little emperor, restore his health, and let him live well.

But it seems that it is no longer possible...

The next day, the little emperor went to court and escorted the people out of the bedroom. Xu Junjun fed him another red pill. Jun Xiaochen looked over. Xu Junjun looked at the thin young man wearing a dragon robe and sitting on the imperial carriage, and explained in a low voice:

"It's painkillers. I'm worried he'll faint from the pain during court."

Jun Xiaochen's eyes were calm but cold, and he softly assured:

"Don't worry, I'll finish it quickly and let the emperor come back to rest."

Xu Junjun nodded absentmindedly. She wanted to say that resting would only cause pain and torture for the little emperor. Once the effect of the medicine wore off, the pain would penetrate into his bones and he would not be able to rest at all.

But then she changed her mind and stopped talking. What's the point of telling him? Explaining him in detail would only make Jun Xiaochen feel worse. It would be better not to tell him anything.

The ink color surges, and the sky is not yet visible.

Eunuchs led the way with lanterns, followed by palace maids and guards.

The light and shadow disappeared from his sight, and Xu Junjun returned to the hall to continue reading medical books.

After two days of searching, she found a way to temporarily slow down the poison in the little emperor's body.

But it can only be delayed for seven or eight days at most, which is too short, not enough, absolutely not enough.

She had to keep looking.

After Jun Xiaochen and the little emperor went to court, Xu Junjun buried herself in a sea of ​​medical books and didn't even have time to eat breakfast.

It was not until the sun was at its highest point, close to noon, that Xu Junjun raised his head from the sea of ​​books and knocked his stuffy head.

"The Emperor and the others haven't returned yet?"

When he saw the time, Xu Junjun could no longer sit still.

The little emperor might not be able to hold on if he didn't take the painkillers for the whole morning.

The maid responded carefully:

"Miss Xu, the Emperor and the Prince haven't returned yet. Do we need to order lunch first?"

The little emperor and Jun Xiaochen's attitude towards Xu Junjun made the palace maids and eunuchs very respectful to Xu Junjun.

Xu Junjun shook her head and looked towards the empty hall entrance:

"If you don't serve me food, I'm going to go find them."

Xu Junjun took the pills and before she even walked out of the bedroom door, the little emperor came back in the imperial sedan chair, followed by a long line of palace maids and eunuchs serving him.

Xu Junjun looked up and saw that the little emperor's face was paler than when he went out in the morning.

Jun Xiaochen followed behind him. As soon as the little emperor got off the sedan chair, Xu Junjun stepped forward to take the man's pulse.

As soon as he felt the pulse, Xu Junjun stared at Jun Xiaochen, his face full of resentment and disapproval.

Jun Xiaochen took in the sight and explained:

"Sorry, I was stopped in the imperial study by some old ministers, which delayed me for a while."

Xu Junjun grinds her teeth:

"You are the regent after all, so you won't kick people?"

A group of blind ministers raised by Tianqi?

Can't these people see that the little emperor's face is as pale as a ghost and he is so weak that he seems like he will faint at any time?

Xu Junjun was angry for the little emperor, but the little emperor comforted Xu Junjun:

"It's okay, Sister Xu. National affairs are more important."

In fact, it is not the fault of those old ministers today. It was he who proposed to abdicate and wanted to draft an imperial edict to pass on the throne, which scared those old ministers into coming to the imperial study to block him.

They didn't want his uncle to ascend the throne, but he insisted on handing the throne over to his uncle.

Apart from his uncle, no one in Tianqi was more qualified to sit on the throne.

If Uncle Wang hadn't stopped him, he would have written the imperial edict.

The little emperor turned around and carefully looked at Jun Xiaochen's expression. Seeing that the frightening coldness on his face was gone, he gave him a pale and ingratiating smile:

"Uncle Wang, I'm hungry. Shall we have lunch first?"

In front of Jun Xiaochen and Xu Junjun, the little emperor never called himself "I". Jun Xiaochen looked at him and remembered his cold and stern look when he had just confronted the ministers in the imperial study and refused to give in.

The way this child protected him was like a little leopard with newborn claws, but the first thing he did was for him.

Jun Xiaochen sighed and didn't intend to blame him:

"Pass the meal."

The palace maid took the order and left. As soon as Xu Junjun entered the hall, she poured a pill for the little emperor to take.

The trembling fingers calmed down, and the little emperor looked noticeably better after taking the medicine.

Jun Xiaochen stared at the medicine bottle in Xu Junjun's hand for a while, then said:

"Let's go back to the bedroom first."

The meal delivered from the imperial kitchen was very light. At first glance, there was not a single dish that Xu Junjun liked, but Xu Junjun was not picky at all and ate it with relish in front of the little emperor.

The little emperor was sad again.

He suddenly wanted to eat hot pot.

The hot and spicy hot pot is as tempting as Sister Xu.