The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me-Chapter 332 - 329 Disgrace
Chapter 332 -329 Disgrace
Chu Jun was a clever man and understood his intention.
However, he also had a lingering worry, “Emperor, this humble servant’s skills are not refined, and there may be oversights. I hope for the Emperor’s understanding.”
He had previously been unable to discern the Empress’s facial characteristics, and he was still not confident he could do so now.
He Ying was not an unreasonable tyrant either and nodded, “Just do your best.”
“Yes. Thank you, Emperor. This humble servant will certainly do his best.”
Having obtained the Emperor’s permission, Chu Jun then went to the side hall with a sense of relief.
In the side hall,
Qing Wu was eating snacks while reading the “Great Love Record.”
Of course, together with the “Great Love Record,” there was also another book, “Dahe Record of Splendor,” which criticized the couple; she preferred that book.
“Uh—ha—”
She wanted to laugh but forcibly held it back.
There were many Palace Attendants around, and she needed to be mindful of her image.
She was very careful.
But being careful for so long, there were also slip-ups.
Luo Shan was looking through the “He Family Medical Book” on the side, which was a copied version. It was unclear whether the errors in some prescriptions were due to the copier’s mistakes or the original writer’s mistakes.
Yet, there were equally many valuable parts.
She treasured it as if she had found a precious gem and had been looking through it for three days.
During these three days, the Empress had been reading the “Great Love Record,” and was continuously holding back her laughter.
She was surprised. The Emperor had just escaped danger and his old illness had relapsed, yet this Empress could still laugh?
It was indeed strange.
Just as she felt it strange—
Qiuzhi exclaimed with joy, “Empress, Empress, Chu Jianzheng from the Observatory is here.”
A young girl’s yearning is always poetic.
Upon seeing Chu Jun, Qiuzhi finally showed the shyness and joy of a young girl.
Luo Shan first noticed the unusual tone in Qiuzhi’s voice, glanced at her, and then followed her gaze to see a young man with an outstanding demeanor walking gracefully towards them.
She was stunned for a moment, not expecting there would be such an outstanding figure in the palace.
Upon reflection, when she first saw Cui Jianqing, he seemed to have a similarly extraordinary demeanor as well.
However, men are often fickle, leaving behind only despicable and fierce appearances in the end.
In her contemplation, she heard the man say—
“This humble servant, Chu Jun, greets the Empress.”
So his name was Chu Jun.
Which ‘jun’ was it?
Handsome, grand, or stern?
Whichever character it was, it seemed to convey excellence.
Luo Shan set down the medical book and sized him up—fair skin, red lips, handsome eyes, well-shaped eyebrows, and clear, bright eyes; indeed, he was a beautiful man.
Considering her many years of indulgence in pleasure, she had never seen such an outstanding man before.
Chu Jun felt a burning gaze and glanced over with the corner of his eye, seeing the famous Doctor Luo of the palace. For some reason, his heart stirred, as if something had been tossed into his calm lake of the heart.
But, regrettably, it vanished in just a moment.
“Observatory?”
Qing Wu was unfamiliar with the official roles within the Dahe, but she didn’t show any weakness on her face and casually asked, “What brings you here?”
Chu Jun bowed and stepped forward, while observing her features, he replied, “Nothing much… The Emperor just summoned this humble servant to inquire if there was any anomaly with the Ziwei Star. I just answered him and came here to pay respects to the—”
He didn’t finish his sentence, his face changed, and he stepped back in fright.
This, this Empress’s facial features!
“What’s wrong?”
Qing Wu saw the frightened expression on Chu Jun’s face, as if he had seen something he shouldn’t have, and her heart tightened—what’s going on? Could it be that he knows Sang Yan well and noticed the difference between herself and Sang Yan?
“Nothing, nothing.”
Chu Jun forced himself to remain calm and took another two steps forward, thinking that being closer would allow him to see more clearly.
But after observing for a while, the same answer came to him: the Empress’s facial features… were eerie!
“What’s with that look?”
Qing Wu, suppressing her anger and unease, touched her face, and couldn’t help herself; she descended from the couch to look in the mirror.
The face in the mirror was as usual, pale and beautiful, with not a single crack.
So what exactly did this Mr. Chu see?
“Empress, please rest well, this humble servant will take his leave.”
Chu Jun hastily bowed once, then turned and left the side hall.
He almost ran back to the main hall.
It was quite unseemly.
Luo Shan noticed something odd, her curiosity unusually piqued, so she grabbed her medicine box and followed.
In the main hall
As soon as Chu Jun entered, he knelt down.
He Ying frowned as he watched, “What’s the matter? How does the Empress look?”
Chu Jun was dazed, struggling to find words for a long time.
He Ying, losing his patience, finally urged, “Chu Jun, speak the truth, what did you really see!”
Chu Jun’s eyes were full of conflict, uncertain whether to speak or not.
The Empress’s features…
It shouldn’t be!
Could he have seen wrong?
“Chu Jun!”
He Ying, restless, sat up, “Speak quickly! Whatever you’ve seen, I absolve you of any wrongdoing!”
Chu Jun indeed feared the Emperor’s blame.
Only now, with the Emperor’s assurance, did he hesitantly whisper, “Emperor, when I previously observed the Empress’s features, it was like looking into a mist, but now, the Empress’s features are completely clear. It is not due to my improved skills, but because… the Empress… her features have drastically changed!”
He Ying felt he was speaking nonsense, frustratedly said, “Stop beating around the bush and just tell me the outcome: what is wrong with the Empress’s features? What does a great change mean? What exactly are her features? What is improper? Speak quickly!”
Under his relentless urging, Chu Jun finally revealed, “Emperor, the Empress’s features… are lowly and indicative of a short life.”
“What?”
He Ying, shocked, widened his eyes, “What did you just say?”
He thought he must have heard wrong—Sang Yan, born of Sang Mansion, the legitimate eldest daughter, and now even more proclaimed by him as Empress, how could she be lowly? And short-lived?
“Impudence! Who told you to say this? Is it the ministers?”
He didn’t believe Chu Jun, feeling he was bribed instead.
Chu Jun, foreseeing the Emperor’s struggle to accept this, raised his hand to swear, “Emperor, I have not deceived, if I am disrespectful towards the Emperor or Empress, let the rest of my life be lowly and short-lived!”
“Shut up!”
He Ying was momentarily in turmoil.
Qiuzhi was similarly agitated.
Qiuzhi had come along with Luo Shan.
The two stood outside the hall, one being a close confidante of the Empress, the other the Emperor’s personal Imperial Physician, unobstructed in their movements in and out, and then they heard this startling claim—the Empress is characterized as being lowly and short-lived?
They looked at each other and tacitly stepped back.
But as Qiuzhi stepped back, she realized her legs were weak.
With a stumble, she made a noise, “Ah!”
This attracted the attention of those inside the hall.
He Ying, seeing the two of them, furrowed his brow and yelled, “Get in here!”
He did not want others to know about this!
Yet someone still found out!
“Emperor, calm your anger. Perhaps I saw wrong.”
Chu Jun, seeing someone would be unlucky, thought to soften the atmosphere by changing his statement, though he was very certain he hadn’t seen wrongly.
The Empress’s features were truly unmistakable, that of a lowly servant.
He considered what the Emperor was psychologically prepared to accept and had already beautified some parts.
“You must have seen wrong. Go look again.”
He Ying, with a cold face, sent him away.
Chu Jun cooperated, got up, and with an excuse, went to the side hall.
He had been too panicked earlier; not likely that he saw wrong, but perhaps he hadn’t seen everything.
Indeed, he needed to look again.
“The two of you appearing now is rather timely.”
He Ying, in a very foul mood, looked down at the two kneeling before him, his words cold and sarcastic.
Both kept their heads low to avoid trouble and each stated their reasons.
“I came to change the Emperor’s medicine.”
“The Empress sent this servant to see if the Emperor’s illness had healed.”
Their reasons were logical, seemingly without a flaw.
But He Ying didn’t believe a word.
He stared at them, his mockery sinister, “The timing is indeed curious. Just as Chu Jun came from the side hall, here you are. Do you take me for a fool?”
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