For a man like Sima Tianhai, full of ambition and desire, such a weak thought only lasted for a moment. It was like a fleeting illusion in a mirror or a flower on the water, quickly vanishing from his mind.
He closed his eyes again and continued to rest. After Xin Yeheng saw off Wei Tu and Wei Shuxuan, he went to the kitchen to get the decoction that had already been boiled. The chef in charge of boiling the medicine in the kitchen told Xin Yeheng, "Your Highness, the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician before has been used up. Do you think we should ask the imperial physician to prescribe another one?"
"So soon?" Xin Yeheng thought for a while. "I'll ask the imperial physician to come and have a look tomorrow and prescribe a few more doses of medicine."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Wei Shuxuan and Wei Tu returned to the Fenghe Palace together. At this time, Xin Zizhao had already finished dealing with the memorials piled up in the imperial study and came back. Hearing the footsteps, Xin Zizhao looked up and saw Wei Shuxuan supporting Wei Tu walking in. "You're back? How was it? Did you see Sima Tianhai?"
"Yes, we did. But he doesn't look well."
"Really?" Xin Zizhao flipped through the medical book in his hand. Then he said indifferently a fact that even surprised Wei Shuxuan. "One night, while Sima Tianhai was asleep, I sneaked into his room and felt his pulse. He is really incurable."
"Um..." Just as Wei Shuxuan was nodding in agreement, she suddenly realized what Xin Zizhao had said. "Hey, Xin Zizhao! When did you sneak into someone else's room? Why didn't I know anything about it?"
Wei Shuxuan looked at Xin Zizhao in surprise. She pointed at him and shouted. Wei Tu stood aside, watching his daughter being so disrespectful to the emperor of the Yulong Kingdom. He shook his head helplessly.
However, Xin Zizhao was obviously used to Wei Shuxuan's behavior. "Of course you didn't know. Because when I was reading memorials in the study, you were sound asleep in your room."
"Are you ashamed to say such a thing?" Wei Shuxuan felt hungry again. She casually picked up the snacks on the table and stuffed them into her mouth.
When Wei Tu saw his daughter's eating appearance, he couldn't help covering his forehead. Why had his daughter become like this? Besides being disrespectful to her husband, she had also forgotten all the etiquette.
"Okay, stop eating. Eating too much is not good for your sleep."
Xin Zizhao began to stop Wei Shuxuan, but Wei Shuxuan pouted and said, "...Alright. I know this too. But I think I haven't eaten enough for dinner recently, so I have to have a snack at night."
"Then I'll tell the imperial kitchen to cook more dishes you like for dinner. Don't have a snack at night."
"Okay."
However, Wei Tu watched the interaction between Xin Zizhao and Wei Shuxuan. Although these two people were always quarreling, the atmosphere between them was extremely harmonious, making it impossible for onlookers to blend in.
Recently, Sima Tianhai felt that his body was getting worse day by day. Before, he could still move with difficulty, but now he couldn't even move a finger. Only the part above his neck could move, and his eyes were always blurry.
"Grandpa, I'm here to bring you your medicine!" Xin Yeheng came in with the medicine. Seeing Sima Tianhai looking at him, he put down the tray and walked over. "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
"Are you lying to me? Is my illness incurable?" Sima Tianhai gritted his teeth and looked at Xin Yeheng.
"...How could that be? Your body will get better. Don't worry, Grandpa. Trust me, okay?" Xin Yeheng paused subtly when answering. He smiled at Sima Tianhai.
However, Sima Tianhai no longer believed him. "You're lying to me! Otherwise, why is my body getting worse and worse! Now I can't even move! I won't drink today's medicine! It's poison! You want to poison me!"
Sima Tianhai's emotions became agitated. Xin Yeheng quickly comforted him. "No, Grandpa. I didn't poison you. Trust me. Calm down. The imperial physician said you can't be so agitated, otherwise it's easy for the evil qi to enter your body again! Your condition will get even worse!"
However, at this time, Sima Tianhai couldn't hear Xin Yeheng's words. Xin Yeheng quickly held Sima Tianhai's hand, trying to calm him down, but it was useless. In Sima Tianhai's heart, he had already regarded Xin Yeheng as a bad person who wanted to harm him. No matter what he said, Sima Tianhai didn't listen.
"Grandpa, calm down!" Xin Yeheng shouted at Sima Tianhai who was struggling on the bed. Suddenly, he found that Sima Tianhai's face was flushed and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. He was a little scared and quickly softened his voice. "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Don't be okay!"
Xin Yeheng quickly called someone to invite the imperial physician over. He asked the imperial physician to help Sima Tianhai. The imperial physician arrived soon. "Imperial physician, please take a look at my grandpa quickly! He's very agitated."
However, as soon as the imperial physician felt Sima Tianhai's pulse, he shook his head. "It's no use. The patient's emotions are too unstable. Now there are signs of another stroke, and the attack is more urgent than last time."
"Imperial physician, is there any way to save him?"
While the Huaman Palace had become noisy, the Fenghe Palace was in a beautiful peace. Wei Shuxuan looked at Xin Zizhao, who was rarely at leisure today. "Xin Zizhao, you've felt Sima Tianhai's pulse. Do you think he can still be saved?"
"He inhaled a lot of the toxin of the Kula tree. Although Yeheng called the imperial physician in time and fed him the Qingxin Pill, no matter how angry he is, he is destined to not escape this disaster."
Xin Zizhao, who was reading a book, looked up. The cool wind gently blew through his hair, and his black hair fluttered against his cheeks. His face showed a faint beauty in the light. Wei Shuxuan didn't really care. "Anyway, he is Yeheng's grandpa. I just hope Yeheng won't be too sad."
"It's okay. He was able to let go of his mother's death. How could he care too much about the death of someone like Sima Tianhai?" Sometimes Xin Zizhao could be really venomous when he spoke.
"I hope so."
In the Huaman Palace, Sima Tianhai began to twitch. The imperial physician immediately asked someone to feed him the Qingxin Pill. Although the twitching stopped, his pulse was getting weaker and weaker. His previous ferocity had become weak. At this moment, Sima Tianhai lying on the bed was like a candle about to burn out. The weak flame would be extinguished with just a little wind.
"Grandpa..." Xin Yeheng held Sima Tianhai's hand. "Is there really no way for the imperial physician?"