The food came, but Emperor Ming and Yuan didn't ask, just let her eat.
Yuan Qingling picked up the chopsticks and ate. Although it was not the first time to have a meal with the emperor, but this time she was not at ease because she was facing an old father who might lose her son.
Wenjun who is reborn is ignorant, but it is impossible for a father to turn a deaf ear to his life and death or be indifferent.
So after the whole meal, even if Yuan Qingling was very hungry, she didn't eat much, and was absent-minded.
On the contrary, Emperor Yuan of the Ming Dynasty ate a bowl of rice and drank three bowls of soup in a row. Father Mu Ru came to stop him, and he drew back sternly, making Yuan Qingling feel a little frustrated.
There are rules for the court’s diet. No matter how delicious a dish is, it won’t be a third time, let alone drinking three bowls of soup.
Seeing Emperor Ming Yuan doing this, she also felt a little sad.
Since Yuwenjun’s accident, she has only followed the duties of a doctor to treat, but she has never had any other emotions. But at this moment, facing the Ming and Yuan Emperor, she even thought that Yuwenjun was okay to make him happy, so she looked forward to Yuwenjun. It's okay.
After the Emperor Ming Yuan finished eating, he wiped the corners of his mouth. After Father Mu Ru ordered to go down and remove the leftovers, he put his hands on the edge of the table, raised his eyes and looked at Yuan Qingling, "If you are full, then you can say it. , How is his situation now?"
Yuan Qing Ling felt even more sad when he heard this. He wanted to eat and listen again, because he was afraid that after hearing this, he would still be unable to eat tonight.
He carries the mountains on his shoulders, so he has to eat.
Yuan Qingling said straightforwardly: "The situation is not ideal. He lost too much blood. It was a little late when he found out. Now he can maintain a breath. The fifth inferred that he was lucky to seal the acupuncture point immediately after the serious injury, although the effect is not great. Ideal, but it can prevent the continuous bleeding to save this life."
Emperor Ming Yuan moved the palm of his hand forward, but his body stepped back, "Then, in your opinion, is there a chance to come alive?"
Yuan Qing Ling considered the words, did not dare to say something dead, and said: "There may be some things that are better, but they are not good, but they are better. I am afraid that there will be a lot of sequelae."
"What will happen?"
"The brain will be damaged, it may become a vegetative person, or it may become dull after waking up or forget the previous events, etc. At present, we can't speculate too much, we can only see the follow-up progress."
Emperor Ming Yuan's expression remained the same, "In other words, if he hadn't died, he wouldn't be the same as before."
"This... can't be said to be absolute, but to a large extent it is like this." Yuan Qingling said.
"What's the chance of waking up?" Emperor Ming Yuan asked again.
Yuan Qingling sighed softly, "Not big, less than 10%."
Ming Yuan Emperor was silent with a cloud of smoke under his eyes. Yuan Qingling didn't dare to look at him either. He racked his brains and didn't expect to say something suitable, so he could only follow him in silence.
After a while, he said: "You go to the Palace of Heaven and Earth to accompany the Emperor, and call the old fifth."
"Yes!" Yuan Qingling felt relieved, stood up and blessed herself, "Daughter-in-law retire!"
After asking about the hurt, it should be about asking about the case. Yuan Qingling thought to himself, if Yu Wenjun had a little less ambition and desire for power, it would really not be like this.
Yuan Qing Ling just turned around, but he heard the voice of Emperor Ming Yuan again, "Hold on, sit down first!"
Yuan Qingling let out a cry, then sat down again and looked at him.
Emperor Ming Yuan retracted his hand from the table, rested his right hand on his forehead, and rubbed the temples on both sides with his two fingers forked, the shadow of his palms shrouded his face, his face was dark, and the eyes were tired.
After rubbing a bit, he put it down and looked at Yuan Qingling, tired and pale, "I could hardly fall asleep last night. I squinted for a while before dawn, but I was immediately awakened by the dream."
Yuan Qing Ling's heart shrank slightly, "Father, please be relieved, dragon body is important."
Emperor Ming Yuan pressed his hand down and said, "In my dream, I saw him kneeling in front of me crying, asking me to forgive him for his unfilial piety, and he said that he could no longer serve me by my side."
Yuan Qing Ling's heart was startled, "Father, that's just a dream."
"Yes, it's a dream!" The sadness in Ming Yuan Emperor's eyes slowly gathered, "But it is so real, I can even hear his crying, it is very stern, but it seems that it was not long ago that he only He is so big that he can't walk yet. I hold him. His eyes are as bright as the stars in the sky. At that time, the ministers said that this son has a lot to do in the future. He... He is my eldest son, my first. A son, I have many children later, but the first one is different after all."
Yuan Qingling felt very sad when she heard it, her nose sore, tears came up, and she choked up and said: "Father, don't be so sad."
"This is the saddest thing," Ming Yuan emperor slowly got up, actually looking much older, his voice stunned, "He is not worth even calling me sad for him. He is the eldest son of the emperor, but he is the most unsatisfied. "
When he demoted Yuwenjun, Emperor Ming Yuan was also sad, and Yuan Qingling knew it back then, but that time was different from now. This time Yuan Qingling could hear the despair in his heart.
"He's afraid it won't be useful, you go and tell Concubine Di, advance Tian'er's marriage and do it as soon as possible." Ming Yuan Emperor said solemnly, then raised his hand to let Yuan Qingling out.
Yuan Qingling faced his blessed body behind his back, "Yes, father takes care!"
Yuan Qingling went to the Qiankun Hall and told Yu Wenhao to let him go to the Imperial Study Room.
"How is your father's emotions?" Yu Wenhao asked quietly.
"Very sad." Yuan Qingling's eyes were still red.
Yu Wenhao was startled, "I went to the palace to report that day. He didn't say anything and didn't appear sad. I said... He doesn't care much anymore."
"Why don't you care if it's your own son?" Yuan Qingling was heartbroken. "We are also parents. This is an unforgettable sentiment."
Yu Wenhao sighed solemnly, "Okay, I'll go there, you go to accompany the emperor grandfather, he is not happy."
Who can be happy about this
Yuan Qingling went in, Yu Wenhao went out, the hands of the two shaking hands were separated in the air.
The Supreme Emperor sat in the main hall, Fubao crawling under his feet, one person and one dog, looking very peaceful.
Yuan Qingling leaned over and took the hand of the Supreme Emperor, "Don't be sad."
"Take the blame, there's nothing to be sad." The Emperor said lightly.
In this lifetime, he has experienced many life and death, and he himself has experienced life and death several times, and he has seen a lot more than Emperor Ming Yuan.
Yuan Qingling stopped talking and sat quietly with him.
Fu Bao whimpered, moved his body, and pillowed it on Yuan Qingling’s vamp. The scars on it are still visible now, a bit hideous. Yuan Qingling looked at this Palace of Heaven and remembered the first time he entered. Gonglai, at that time Tai Shanghuang was critically ill, and she was also on the verge of life and death. Four years passed in this blink of an eye.