Chapter 482 Love Tribulation
Chu Qinghuang, who had always been sleeping lightly, showed no reaction at this time.
With his heart occupied by fear, Fu Cang tried to stretch out his hand to detect her breath. In the extreme panic, he didn't notice that his fingers were trembling.
Breathe evenly.
Fu Cang took her hand instead and felt her pulse, which was also stable.
With a sudden sigh of relief, Fu Cang collapsed on the bed with lingering fear, his face was completely pale, and he felt a little helpless for a moment.
Then he didn't know what he thought of, took a deep breath, turned around and walked out.
Hong Yu quickly arrived at Changming Palace and happened to see Chu Xuanyi, the commander of the Imperial Army.
His steps paused slightly, and he covered up all the emotional fluctuations on his face, and said calmly: "I have something to ask to see Her Majesty the Queen."
Chu Xuanyi glanced at him, then turned to look at Yuan Bao waiting outside the hall: "Go and send a message."
"No need." Hong Yu stopped, "I'll go in by myself."
Yuan Bao was surprised, then hesitantly said: "I'm afraid it's against the rules."
Hong Yu said: "I will be responsible for any consequences -"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a figure flash before his eyes, and there was a tall young man in black in Hong Yu's sight.
"Your Majesty has a decree." Fu Cang's voice was dry, and all his uneasiness was well concealed, "Immediately summon Lord Qin Tianjian Hong Yu to enter the palace."
Such a coincidence?
Yuanbao murmured in his heart, but bowed and stepped aside very cooperatively: "Please, Lord Hongyu."
Hong Yu didn't waste a moment, and quickly entered the hall with his feet raised.
Chu Xuanyi looked at his slightly anxious back thoughtfully, his eyebrows darkened, and he stood waiting outside the hall without saying a word.
Hong Yu hurriedly walked to the inner hall: "How is your Majesty?"
Fucang's face was pale and his voice was slightly trembling: "He is unconscious, but his breathing is normal and his pulse is normal."
Hong Yu frowned and looked at him. Seeing that his face was as white as a ghost, he couldn't help but swallow the words on his lips and said calmly: "Don't worry, the love disaster should have come true."
Fucang was stunned: "Love disaster?"
Hong Yu hummed, walked to the bed and looked at Chu Qinghuang lying on the bed. He put his hand on her wrist and tried it, his eyes falling on her face.
The skin is fair and rosy, and the pulse is steady and strong.
It looks like a normal state of sleep.
Hongyu put down Chu Qinghuang's hand, took out a porcelain bottle, and stuffed a crystal clear brown pill into her mouth: "This is to protect the heart. Your Majesty may have to sleep for a few days. You can calm down and then Arrange the government affairs and issue an order to abstain from court for seven days in the name of His Majesty, so as not to cause panic."
"Is your majesty okay?" Fu Cang couldn't feel reassured without hearing the exact answer, "Is there any danger?"
Hong Yu said: "It's hard to say."
Fucang suddenly clenched his hands.
"This body does not belong to His Majesty in the first place. It is only temporarily borrowed for the purpose of resolving His Majesty's disaster." Hong Yu said, "The worst result at present is that Your Majesty returns to her original body, but because of that body If it is frozen for too long, some disease roots may fall.”
Fucang's lips turned pale: "The root cause of the disease?"
Hong Yu nodded and had to tell him the truth: "I was not involved in your majesty's seizure of the body. It was the result of discussions between my father and the regent. My father's cultivation is better than mine. Only he can decide where your majesty will end up." Where - of course, this premise must be based on His Majesty’s consideration.”
After a pause, Hongyu continued: "But it mainly depends on Your Majesty himself. Whenever there is a slight possibility, both Your Majesty and my father will actually choose to return to this body, because this is a completely healthy body. ”
Moreover, the country of Xiqi has just stabilized. If he chooses to return to his previous identity, it will cause a lot of troubles. For example, who should sit on the throne of the queen?
Let the real Chu Qinghuang come back from Duanmu Wuyou's body?
Obviously impossible.
Firstly, she was not made to be an emperor, and secondly, she herself was not willing to come back.
The country of Xiqi cannot be in chaos now, as any chaos will lead to fatal consequences.
Fu Cang was no longer able to care about what would happen to Xiqi. He shook hands and said in a harsh voice, "I just want to know if there is anything wrong with His Majesty."
"There is no chance." Seeing the expression on his face that he was about to lose control, Hong Yu didn't even think about embarrassing him. "Your Majesty is destined to have a catastrophe. My father figured it out when she was just born. He has already done enough over the years. The purpose of preparation is to prepare for unexpected events. Now it is a choice between two, no matter what, there is no risk of life. "
After hearing this, Fucang's tense heart slowly relaxed.
Hong Yu frowned slightly: "I need to leave immediately. Before I come back, you must hide the news. You must not let anyone know the news about His Majesty's accident, in case someone takes the opportunity to cause trouble."
Fucang's voice was tight: "How long will it take to come back?"
"I don't know, I can only say as soon as possible." Hong Yu frowned deeply, "It should not exceed a month at most."
A month?
Fu Cang's expression suddenly changed.
"As long as you are responsible for controlling the inside and outside of the palace, don't let anyone cause trouble during this period, just take the opportunity to cause trouble." Hong Yu obviously understood his mood and said lightly, "Your Majesty is the emperor, and you will be blessed by God. You will be fine. of."
Fucang pursed his lips and remained silent, his eyes firmly locked on the woman lying unconscious on the bed, the frightened look in his eyes had not yet faded away.
At that moment, he deeply felt what it felt like to have the world fall apart.
"Fucang." Hong Yu suddenly thought of a key question and turned to look at him, "Can you imitate His Majesty's handwriting?"
Fu Cang was silent, then nodded slowly: "It should be fine."
"That's good." Hong Yu said, "During the period when your majesty is in a coma, the memorials must be reviewed every day and cannot be delayed."
Otherwise, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of the ministers.
Fu Cang walked to the bedside without saying a word, looking at Chu Qinghuang's unconscious sleeping face, and wanted to say that he had no interest in the memorials.
At the moment when the master's life and death were at stake, how could he care about the affairs of the court?
However, this country is the master's country, and he must protect it for the master. He cannot be willful, and he should not be willful.
Fu Cang suppressed his anxiety and nodded slowly: "Don't worry, there will be no problem."