The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 838

Chapter 838: 386 The truth comes to light (second update)_4

He mustered all his strength to shakily stand up, his hands trembling violently. He looked like a withered leaf shivering in the cold wind, the image of his frailty was utterly pitiful.

Eunuch Wei’s eyes reddened, "Your Majesty..."

The Emperor took steps forward, "Don’t support Us, We can walk... We are doing very well..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes darkened, and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious—

When the Emperor awoke, he found himself lying in his aunt’s house, in the familiar environment with simple furnishings. However, his state of mind was no longer the same.

"Your Majesty, you’re awake?"

It was the old libationer’s voice.

The Emperor suddenly looked much older as he turned his head to the old libationer standing by his bed and spoke weakly, "Huo Xian."

"This servant is here." The old libationer stepped forward, "Eunuch Wei is brewing medicine in the kitchen. How are you feeling, Your Majesty? Are you uncomfortable anywhere? This servant will call Jiaojiao to take a look."

The Emperor weakly shifted his gaze to the monochrome canopy above, "No need, don’t call her, We are fine." _{freewebnøvel.com}

The old libationer sighed, "Your Majesty, if you have any worries, you may share them with this servant. This servant will spare no effort to relieve you of your concerns and troubles."

The old libationer had just learned of the whole story from Xiao Liulang’s mouth. On one hand, he thought Xiao Liulang was awfully bold to dare do such a thing. On the other hand, he felt quite proud. His own boy had done well—meticulously planning, well-prepared, bold yet careful...

Mostly though, it was because he was ruthlessly crafty, a true disciple of his.

But at the same time, he also felt some pity for the Emperor.

Having been schemed against by his own mother for so many years, it must have been very painful for Your Majesty.

The truth was cruel, but if they had not done so, they wouldn’t have been able to save Zhuang Jinse. So it was better for Your Majesty to bear the pain of being stabbed in the heart three, four, five, six, seven, eight times!

The old libationer decisively abandoned any notion of loyalty between monarch and subject, steering the conversation towards Zhuang Jinse, "Your Majesty, will you be resting in Bishui Alley today, or returning to the palace? There is an audience with the Empress Dowager tomorrow morning. You need not tire yourself like this."