There was a sad and somewhat strange atmosphere permeating the palace.
The palace maids and eunuchs were even more cautious and acted more cautiously than usual. At this time, it was the most sensitive period, and no one wanted to have disaster fall from the sky and become a burial victim.
Chunfeng and Baili Mochen were waiting in front of the emperor Long Tan day and night. The seventh prince and Chunyu accompanied him in the inner room, and the other princes and princesses were waiting in the front hall.
The emperor's condition is really bad, because the main lung problem is the most severe, so every breath is very difficult.
When he was sober, the emperor did not forget to drag Baili Mochen to tell him what happened after his death. Which of the ministers in the court was more useful and loyal? The emperor told them one by one.
The Seventh Prince was also present and listened. Originally, only the heir to the throne could know these things, but Baili Mochen resolutely kept Baili Lingfeng here.
Baili Mochen couldn't tell how he felt when he looked at the emperor who was sometimes awake and sometimes confused and shouting an unclear name.
Because the name that the emperor keeps chanting is the nickname of his mother and concubine: Xuan'er!
When the spring breeze came in with a bowl of soup, it was such a sad scene that made people want to cry.
Watching a loved one leave before your eyes is perhaps one of the cruelest things in the world.
Chunfeng didn't know how to comfort him. He just put the medicine bowl in his hand gently on the small table and looked at the father and son in front of him silently.
After a long time, Baili Mochen, who had returned to his thoughts, looked up at Chunfeng and gently curled his lips, indicating that he was fine and didn't need to worry.
Then he picked up the concoction on the table and personally fed it into the emperor's mouth one spoon at a time.
Unfortunately, less than a third of it could be swallowed, and most of the rest spilled out.
But the person giving the medicine was unwilling to give in and continued what he was doing, causing the medicine to flow all over the bed.
Seeing his trembling movements, Chunfeng could only help wipe away the spilled concoction.
Finally, there was not much medicine left in the bowl, and Chunfeng reached out and snatched the medicine bowl away.
Chunfeng turned around and went out to hand the medicine bowl to the slave outside, but did not notice the slightly trembling shoulders of the man behind him.
Yes, he was a little sad. Although he was a prince, he was not the kind of prince who had never experienced any father's love. Although it seemed that the emperor didn't care much for him, in fact he could Feel that deep father's love.
And his mother, everything between them...
When the spring breeze came in again, the person who was still very sad just now had already controlled his emotions and was still so calm and composed.
"If you're tired, rest for a while. I'm here to watch!" Chunfeng held his shoulders with both hands and said distressedly.
I have been watching this for a whole day and a whole night. I haven't slept all day and night, and I haven't eaten much. I can't bear it anymore.
"It's okay, thank you for your hard work!" Baili Mochen turned around and held Chunfeng's hand, burying his head in Chunfeng's arms and said muffledly.
"What are you talking about? You and I are one and the same. If something like this happens, can I not accompany you?" Spring Breeze caressed his head and said softly.
"kindness!"
Baili Mochen hummed softly and didn't want to say anything else. He just wanted to lean into Chunfeng's arms. Only her warmth could give him the best comfort.
The spring breeze just kept standing like that, hugging him and gently comforting him. Time seemed to have stopped, passing very slowly, but also passing very quickly.
On the third night after Chunfeng entered the palace, the emperor suddenly woke up and said he wanted to eat the smoothie made by Chunfeng.
Seeing that the emperor was awake, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They really thought that the emperor had come back to his senses, and there was a look of joy on their faces.
It's just that when Chunfeng looked at the emperor's appearance, his eyebrows were indeed furrowed. He was afraid that he was not getting better, but that he was getting better.
Eating smoothies in the middle of winter
Although he was thinking like this, he still didn't say anything. He was just busy in the business looking for ice cubes to make smoothies.
Fortunately, winter in the north ends late, and ice is not difficult to find at this time of year.
Chunfeng worked in the imperial kitchen for half an hour, then rushed to Huaqing Palace with the freshly made smoothie.
When he arrived at Huaqing Palace, the emperor's complexion was not as energetic as before, or even much worse than before. Chunfeng knew something was wrong.
I couldn't help but glance at Baili Mochen, and found that he looked like he had known it for a long time, and he didn't have too many mood swings.
"The emperor's smoothie is here, do you want to try it?" Chunfeng came to the emperor's bed and whispered.
The emperor nodded and motioned to Chunfeng to bring the smoothie over.
Chunfeng handed the smoothie to Baili Mochen as usual and asked him to feed it.
Baili Mochen stepped forward tacitly. Originally, the Seventh Prince wanted to stop him from eating this in such cold weather...
But Chunfeng stopped his movement.
Don't stop the old man's last wish before leaving, at least let him not leave so many regrets.
Baili Mochen fed the emperor a sip of smoothie and saw the emperor smiling with satisfaction.
"Mo Chen, from now on the world will depend on you, Jia Yao, take good care of him..."
After the emperor finished speaking, he suddenly turned to look at Chunfeng and said.
"My daughter-in-law knows!" Chunfeng took a step forward and said respectfully.
"Okay..." The emperor glanced at the seventh prince behind Baili Mochen and wanted to say something else, but he lacked the strength to speak again.
He only took a bite of the smoothie and left it untouched. The emperor became a little confused again.
Chunfeng stepped forward and listened to the emperor's heartbeat. Knowing that it was already time to speak, he asked Baili Mochen to call the other princes and princesses in to see the emperor for the last time.
"Your Majesty, all the princes have come to see you." The spring breeze whispered in the Emperor's ear.
When people leave, they always hope to say goodbye to their loved ones, at least this way they won't feel too lonely.
As if hearing the call of the spring breeze, the emperor opened his eyes in a daze and glanced at the children kneeling in the room.
There was a satisfied smile at the corner of his mouth, and he said "OK"; then he closed his eyes deeply, preparing to wake up.
The news of the emperor's death spread throughout the palace immediately. For a moment, the entire palace wailed silently, with the princes, princesses, concubines and maids crying together.
The princes and princesses cried for their fathers, the maids and slaves cried for their masters, and the concubines cried for themselves. They cried that the only pillar they could rely on in the palace was gone, and they cried that the spring breeze could only bloom here.
From then on, no one will appreciate their blooming beauty, and all that awaits them is loneliness and death.
Baili Mochen led a group of princes, dressed in plain white mourning clothes, to kneel before the emperor's soul.
Besides the prince, there were concubines on one side and civil and military officials on the other. Low sobs could be heard from the crowd from time to time, making this cold winter day even more desolate.