Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved-Chapter 476: The Empress is Seriously Ill, Bedridden
Chapter 476: Chapter 476: The Empress is Seriously Ill, Bedridden
After finishing dinner, Jun Yuyan ran out of excuses to stay. He stood up and it took him a long while before he finally reached the door.
Murong Jiu knew exactly what he was thinking, yet she did not ask him to stay. She had just returned to the palace and there were still many matters awaiting him.
It was best to let him figure out the situation by himself first.
Someone had to tell him everything that had happened in the past three years.
She could be that person, but she felt it would be better to have an outsider recount the events between them, as it would be less awkward otherwise.
It’s not that she didn’t feel sorry for Jun Yuyan; she just had experienced a sudden surge of great sorrow and joy, and needed some time to recover.
Jun Yuyan hid the disappointment in his eyes, waved at her, and under the shocked gazes of Hong Yi and Chun Tao, he climbed over the wall and left.
The two rushed in and animatedly described to Murong Jiu how His Majesty had scaled the wall. Their voices were extremely excited.
It was clear that once they understood the reason behind His Majesty’s actions, their underlying worries had vanished, replaced by a thick sense of excitement.
Wang Yingluo was haughty, her eyes betraying a hint of smugness, little did she know that His Majesty didn’t consider her important at all. free𝑤ebnovel.com
It was their Empress, even if Yu Yan had lost his memory, forgetting everything about her, he was still completely devoted to her.
Murong Jiu also smiled, lowering her guard. She suddenly felt very tired, called for water to take a bath, and in the meantime, asked Hong Yi to visit her master and mention Wang Yingluo’s peculiar behavior to see if there was someone in this world who could alter another’s memory.
Who exactly Wang Yingluo was would eventually come to light, unveiling whatever guise she might be under one day.
After taking a bath, Murong Jiu went to sleep.
In the middle of the night, she suddenly developed a high fever, which frightened Chun Tao into calling both Divine Doctor Zhai and the imperial physicians from the palace.
After the imperial physicians left, Murong Jiu faintly heard her master speaking with Jun Yuyan.
"The girl was just holding on by sheer determination. In the past month, she hasn’t had more than two shichen of rest a day, always running in and out of the palace, and busy handling state affairs and dealing with the court ministers, not leaving a moment of leisure for herself. She already suffered a severe illness because of a high fever recently, and it was only her sheer willpower that kept her going. Now that you are back, she was able to let go of the burden she carried, and once that determination was lost, her body couldn’t hold up,"
"What should be done then? Divine Doctor Zhai, you must save the Empress!"
Jun Yuyan said urgently, his voice hoarse with emotion.
He had learned everything from others by now, His Hidden Guards like Zhou Li and Yang Shan were trustworthy people who knew every little detail of his past three years.
He also clearly knew how difficult and exhausting the past month had been for Murong Jiu, not just physically but also spiritually.
Divine Doctor Zhai said, "Don’t worry; this is not necessarily a bad thing. She has overexerted herself physically, and a major illness might actually be a form of release, otherwise, the lingering issues could emerge later. She just needs proper rest now, shouldn’t be troubled or worried any further, and with peaceful convalescence, her health can naturally be restored."
Upon hearing this, Jun Yuyan finally took a deep breath of relief.
His eyes filled with empathy, staring at Murong Jiu—who appeared to have barely any flesh left on her face—his heart filled with self-blame, regret, and remorse for not having returned to the palace sooner, leaving her alone in this vast Imperial Palace.
Divine Doctor Zhai, being elderly, left to rest once Murong Jiu’s fever subsided, but Jun Yuyan stayed by her bedside throughout.
Murong Jiu half-asleep, opened her eyes, saw him, gently called out "husband", and then peacefully fell back to sleep.
That voice calling "husband" seemed to echo in his ears, constantly resounding and making Jun Yuyan’s heart tremble slightly, filling him with a sense of satisfaction and happiness.
He loved hearing her call him husband.
As the saying goes, sickness comes like a landslide.
Murong Jiu’s illness had immediately drained her of vitality; she looked weak, her face bearing the pallor of illness. Her beautiful cheeks appeared even paler, and her clothes seemed too large due to her excessive thinness, evidently even when she lay on the bed.
The next day, Wang Yingluo persuaded Consort Dowager Qi to visit the Empress at Kunning Palace. What she saw was the scene before her.
The paleness did not diminish the Empress’s beauty; she remained incomparably stunning, yet her eyes, lacking any light, resembled a broken doll, slowly becoming dim and dull.
It was regrettable, Wang Yingluo thought to herself, if Murong Jiu were not the Empress but merely a common woman, she would be willing to befriend such a beauty. Everyone has a love for beauty, and she was no exception.
The moment she entered the palace and saw Murong Jiu for the first time yesterday, she was deeply amazed.
Even the biggest stars on television could not compare to her.
In the past ten or twenty years, nearly twenty or thirty people have portrayed Empress Murong, but it was only upon seeing the real Empress Murong that one could tell the actors in the TV shows did not possess even half of her charisma.
Even Wang Yingluo had to admit that the Empress was a very charming woman. Historical records mentioned that several Princes had vied for Murong Jiu, as if she were universally enchanting. Previously, she had scoffed at this, but now she felt that such a woman would naturally be pursued by men.
She was grateful that Jun Yuyan was a deeply loyal person. Once he had set his heart, he would not change because of her.
No matter how charming or pitiable Murong Jiu might be, Jun Yuyan would not cast a sympathetic glance at her.
She posed no threat to her position.
Thinking of this, Wang Yingluo’s eyes glinted with satisfaction, but she quickly hid it and softly spoke out of concern:
"Your Majesty, you seem to be gravely ill. Has the Imperial Physician seen you? What did he say? I know a bit about medicine too, do you need my help to examine you?"
"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Wang. Our Majesty is having throat discomfort and cannot talk to you. Both the Imperial Physician and Divine Doctor Zhai have seen her. Her Majesty just took her medication,"
Chun Tao said from the side.
This was indeed no lie; Murong Jiu was severely weakened, and her illness was not something that could be cured in a day or two. She had a high fever the night before, and by morning her throat was somewhat hoarse.
"What did Divine Doctor Zhai say?"
Consort Dowager Qi could not help but ask.
She had ended her own confinement; with Jun Yuyan having lost his memory, naturally, he could not remember his command restricting her from leaving the palace. Moreover, Jun Yuyan was respectful towards her now, and the mother-son relationship seemed to have returned to the past, though still awkward and strained, it was no longer as incompatible as before.
She truly cared about Murong Jiu’s health.
After all, she was not heartless. Murong Jiu had done so much for her son, and during the time Jun Yuyan was missing, she alone had supported the entire royal court, with not a single minister raising an objection.
If it had been her, she probably would have only known to cry, lacking any decisiveness or ideas to offer.
Now that Murong Jiu had fallen seriously ill, there was a slight guilt in her heart as well.
