Pei Zheng left the bedroom, leaving only Qi Changyi and the emperor inside.
The emperor took a long time to calm down before he had the strength to speak again, "Yi'er"
Qi Changyi leaned over and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, "Father, Yi'er is here. Yi'er will stay here with you, okay? Don't sleep, talk to Yi'er."
The emperor said slowly, "Good boy Yi'er, I'm tired and want to rest you. You should be good to Pei Aiqing and Pei Zheng, understand?"
Qi Changyi burst into tears. He felt as if something in his father's body was gradually slipping away, and even a place in his heart was becoming empty.
He had already lost his mother and didn't want to lose his father again.
"Pei Zheng, he promised father that he would take good care of you and protect you. Father knows that our Celestial Empire is afraid that..."
He started coughing again, and some blood suddenly flowed out from his lips.
Qi Changyi reached out her hand and cried, trying to wipe off the eye-catching red color for him, but once she wiped off a little, more would flow out again.
The little hand was bright red, and it continued to wipe the blood numbly, but it could not be wiped clean.
"Stop bleeding, please don't bleed anymore."
Qi Changyi couldn't wipe off the blood, so he stretched out his hands to catch it. Drops of the sticky and fishy blood stained his hands red.
"Yier, promise your father that no matter what happens, you must live well and believe in Pei Zheng, no matter what he has done.
Don't create a rift between you and him. I know that you and he are of the same mind. I will bless you and protect you in heaven."
Qi Changyi wiped the blood on his hands onto his clothes. His little hands trembled constantly, and it took him a long time to hold the emperor's hand again. His tears kept dripping, wetting large areas of the yellow brocade quilt.
"Father, please don't leave me, please Yi'er, please don't leave me"
"Silly child!" The emperor moved his fingers, and raised his shaking hand high with all his strength, trying to reach the last
Stroke your little son's hair once.
I owe him too much, but I have no chance to make up for it. What a pity.
"In the next life, if you don't want to be born into a royal family, just be an ordinary person and live a simple and happy life."
"Also, Father is very happy that you can forgive the mistakes that Father has made. In these last days with you, Father feels very happy.
Very, happy--"
The hand that was stroking the hair suddenly dropped down weakly.
Qi Changyi froze in place, his eyes wide open, tears rolling down his cheeks. He gently pushed the emperor's arm, "Father, Father."
Outside the silent bedroom, a heart-wrenching cry was heard.
"Father, one by one!"
The faces of the ministers showed grief. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed towards the direction of the bedroom. No one stood up for a long time.
Pei Zheng pushed the door open and ran in immediately, only to see the little guy kneeling beside the bed, motionless.
His heart skipped a beat and he quickly walked over to pick up the man on the ground. Only then did he notice the blood on his hands and sleeves.
Qi Changfeng had already run in with his men following behind.
Pei Zheng didn't look around, he just walked out holding the person in his arms.
People from the Imperial Hospital also knelt on the bluestone slabs outside the bedroom. Jiang Yubai saw Pei Zheng running out of the door holding the fainted child, and he immediately stood up and followed him.
Pei Zheng carried Qi Changyi to the Imperial Hospital and put him in the bed. Jiang Yubai quickly felt his pulse and treated him. He was also frightened by the blood on his hands.
"The blood is not his." Pei Zheng said in a calm voice.
Jiang Yubai was slightly relieved. "Look at the pulse. It's a little unstable. It should be caused by emotional fluctuations. It's nothing serious. Just take good rest."
Pei Zheng responded, but the gloom between his brows was so thick that it seemed unlikely to dissipate.
"Now that the emperor has passed away, the crown prince should take the throne." Jiang Yubai stood up. "I don't understand. The emperor clearly intended to make the young prince the crown prince. How did you change the emperor's mind? Or do you think that the young prince is not worthy of being the crown prince?"
Pei Zheng said nothing, just raised his eyelids and looked at Jiang Yubai silently.
Jiang Yubai always felt that Pei Zheng recently seemed to be turning back into the cruel, violent, repressed, sinister and arrogant Prime Minister he used to be.
But it seems not that simple.
Pei Zheng left.
Jiang Yubai prepared the medicine and brought it to Qi Changyi.
It's almost daybreak. A great emperor has passed away, and things must be extremely busy outside.
Jiang Yubai stayed by the bed, watching Qi Changyi, afraid that he would run to that bedroom again after waking up.
**The man had been unconscious for a short while when he slowly woke up. Before he had fully regained consciousness, he propped himself up and tried to get out of bed.
"Father, I want to go find you."
His throat was so hoarse and he cried for so long that his eyes are still red.
Jiang Yubai had dozed off, but when he heard the noise he suddenly opened his eyes and pushed the little guy back to sit.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, you are awake. You cannot run around now."
Jiang Yubai touched the medicine bowl, which was still warm. "Come on, drink the medicine first."
Qi Changyi couldn't find the focus, he just looked at the door, and kept muttering subconsciously, "Father, Father is still waiting for me, I want to go see him"
He desperately pushed Jiang Yubai's arms away with his two little hands, trying to break free and run off the bed.
Jiang Yubai held the soup bowl in one hand and pressed him with the other hand, bringing the bowl in front of him.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, look at me. Do you still recognize who I am? Look at me!"
Qi Changyi was stunned by Jiang Yubai's call. He stopped struggling and turned to look at the person in front of him.
"You are Doctor Jiang, and Brother Yubai"
Qi Changyi's eyes regained some clarity, and then were filled with overwhelming sadness and sorrow. He slightly widened his eyes, his eye sockets filled with tears that were about to fall, wetting a large area of his long eyelashes.
Jiang Yubai couldn't bear to look at his eyes, "Don't get out of bed yet, come, drink the medicine first, okay?"
Qi Changyi nodded slowly, and tears began to drip as he nodded.
A few drops fell onto Jiang Yubai's hands, burning his eyes.
Qi Changyi took the medicine bowl himself, but his hands were shaking so badly that a lot of the medicine spilled out.
Jiang Yubai went to get a handkerchief to wipe his face, but heard a crisp "ye la" sound.
The medicine bowl in Qi Changyi's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, and a lot of medicine was spilled on him, but he didn't care at all. He ran to the door as soon as he got off the bed and was about to run out.
Jiang Yubai hurriedly chased after him and shouted, "Your Highness! You can't go out and see the wind now! Come back quickly!"
But the little guy seemed to not hear what he said at all. He opened the door, and before he could take a step out, he was bumped into an embrace.
He raised his tearful eyes and met Pei Zheng's narrow eyes which were like an icy ancient pool.
Pei Zheng held his waist with his hand, heard Jiang Yubai's shout just now, and saw the broken medicine and medicine bowls all over the floor in the room. His eyes became darker.
After Qi Changyi saw clearly that the person coming was Pei Zheng, he just called out "Brother Pei" in a soft voice, then buried his head in his chest, tears pouring out uncontrollably. He cried to the point of despair, his little body shaking uncontrollably, as if he would faint again in the next moment.
Pei Zheng picked him up and carried him sideways. Instead of going into the room, he turned around and left the Imperial Hospital.
Jiang Yubai hurriedly followed behind and shouted, "Master Pei! Where are you taking His Highness? His Highness hasn't taken his medicine yet!"
"go home."
Jiang Yubai was stunned for a moment, then picked up his medical box and followed.
After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Pei Zheng directly carried the little guy back to the small building.
Jiang Yubai also came to the Prime Minister's residence and prepared a bowl of medicine and brought it over.
Qi Changyi was half lying on the bed, leaning against Pei Zheng. The bright look on his face was obscured by thick sadness. His lively eyes in the past were now just staring at a certain place, and then he shed tears silently, looking heartbroken.
Pei Zheng took the medicine handed over by Jiang Yubai, scooped a spoonful, blew it cool, and put it to the little guy's lips.
"Be good, take the medicine."
Qi Changyi just sat there without reacting. Pei Zheng used a spoon to pry open his lips a little, then pressed down on the tip of his tongue and fed it in.
The little guy finally swallowed the medicine obediently, but suddenly he started coughing violently, then lay on the edge of the bed and retched a few times.
Pei Zheng patted his back gently and helped him breathe a sigh of relief.
Jiang Yubai said, "That won't work. I added some medicine to help with pregnancy. If you don't drink it all, the medicine won't be effective enough."
Pei Zheng wiped the medicine from the little guy's lips, glanced at the medicine bowl, and said, "You go out first."
"ah?"
Jiang Yubai didn't react at first. When he saw Pei Zheng taking a sip of the medicine bowl, he immediately understood, turned around and walked out quickly.
After drinking a bowl of medicine, fortunately the little guy stopped coughing and retching.
Pei Zheng's lips and tongue were also filled with the bitter scent of medicine. He wrapped his tongue around the soft and tender little tongue and licked it around, then reluctantly separated.
The originally pale and bloodless little face became a little rosy because of this breathless kiss, and the eyes that had been shedding tears stopped shedding tears and were tightly closed, with long eyelashes trembling.
Pei Zheng stroked the lips in front of him with his fingers. It seemed that this was the only way to stop him from crying temporarily.
Jiang Yubai knocked on the door and came in. Seeing that the medicine bowl was empty and the man had stopped crying, he was about to leave with the medicine bowl in his hand, satisfied.
But Pei Zheng stopped him and asked a question.
Jiang Yubai's face changed and his ears turned red instantly, but the person who asked the question looked calm and was staring at him waiting for an answer.
"Well, yes, you can, but you have to be more careful, you must not, you must not press on his stomach."
Pei Zheng responded, "Then let him hold me down."