The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me-Chapter 126 - : Trapping Sister
Chapter 126: Chapter 126: Trapping Sister
Imperial Doctor Liang had arrived when He Ying’s heartache had already subsided.
But his face was still somewhat pale and haggard.
Pei Muyang stood beside the bed, wiping off his cold sweat.
Liang moved forward to check his pulse, and after a while, he finally said, “Emperor, your melancholy and anxiety have concentrated in your heart and lungs, causing disharmony in your dragon body…”
He explained the cause of the ailment and reassured him, “I hope the Emperor will take good care of his dragon body. It is especially important to rest in a different place.”
Since the Empress had disappeared, the Emperor had stayed here.
In the place where she had lived last, it was too easy to be reminded of her and, thus, injure his mind and body.
Pei Muyang understood the implication in Liang’s words and said, “Emperor, please heed Imperial Doctor Liang’s advice and move back to the Imperial Palace. Staying here, constantly thinking of the Lady, is not helping.”
He Ying did not speak, nor did he show any hint of emotion, just gazed silently with his eyes.
This demeanor was even more frightening.
At these moments, they dared not speak further.
The Emperor, stubborn as always, was not one to easily accept others’ advice.
Pei Muyang could only escort Liang out, instructing him, “Remember to prescribe some medicine to calm the mind and aid sleep. The Emperor has been plagued by nightmares lately and hasn’t slept well. Even an iron man can’t endure this.”
“That makes sense. Mr. Pei, rest assured, I understand.”
Liang nodded, thinking of the beautiful and pure Empress, and sighed, “The Emperor is so affectionate, yet fate toys with him. I wonder how the Empress is now? Whether she is still alive—”
“Shh—”
Pei Muyang quickly covered his mouth, lowering his voice to scold, “Do you wish to die? How dare you say such a thing? If the Emperor heard these ominous words, even ten heads would not be enough to atone.”
Liang, understanding the gravity, immediately covered his mouth, chuckling awkwardly, “I spoke out of turn. Please forgive me, Mr. Pei.”
Pei Muyang quickly waved him off, “Go on with your duties. Oh, and make sure the people below you don’t talk about such dangerous things.”
“Yes.”
Liang went off to prepare the medicine.
An hour later,
Pei Muyang, holding the medicine, arrived before the Emperor.
He Ying sat on the bed, disheveled and desolate, tenderly touching his ceremonial robe, murmuring, “It’s been so long, and there’s no word from her, I am so useless, she must not like me anymore.”
Hearing this, Pei Muyang hurriedly advised, “Please, Your Majesty, don’t think like that. This world is vast, and searching for someone is bound to be challenging. Great things take time, and with the Buddha’s blessings, the Empress is sure to turn peril into safety, transform misfortune into blessings, and return soon.”
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“Is that so?”
He Ying, thinking of the scenes from his nightmares, spoke softly, “But in my dreams, I saw her in danger, injured, and she said she didn’t want me anymore.”
Pei Muyang continued to reassure him, “Emperor, dreams often mean the opposite. Seeing her in danger and hurt means she is safe and sound. Her saying she didn’t want you means she does want you. The Lady liked you so much, how could she not want you? She must be thinking of you too.”
“Is that so?”
He Ying kept asking, over and over, “Is it? Is it?”
“It is. It certainly is.”
Pei Muyang emphasized, handing over the medicine, “Please drink the medicine first, Your Majesty. You need to take care of yourself to have the energy to find the Lady. Otherwise, if the Lady returns and finds you unwell, it would be for naught.”
He Ying, as if persuaded, took the medicine bowl and tilted his head back, gulping it down.
The medicine was extremely bitter.
He felt almost nothing.
After drinking the medicine, he lay back down in bed.
Soon, sleepiness overcame him.
He slept deeply.
And didn’t wake until the next day’s dusk.
Pei Muyang, having stayed by the bedside, had grown tired and began to doze off too.
Sang Kun had visited three times, but on the last visit, during dusk, the Emperor had just woken up. Hearing the noise, he hurriedly stepped inside and knelt down with a thump, crying and saying, “Emperor, my son, my son’s condition is not good. Please release him first.”
He still didn’t believe that his son was involved in this affair—how could Sang Jue help Jiang Ke kidnap his own sister?
The Emperor must have misunderstood.
In his anxiety, he saw everyone as a suspect behind the shadows.
He Ying had slept a long sleep and was quite refreshed, but seeing Sang Kun put him in a bad mood, his voice also carried a hint of iciness, “Sang Kun, you only care about your son. Are you aware that Ah Yan’s situation is even worse?”
“Ah?”
Sang Kun’s expression brightened, “Has the Emperor received news from the Lady?”
He Ying: “…”
He had not received any news from Sang Yan.
It was exactly because he had received no news that he felt the situation was grim.
At the very least, it indicated that Jiang Ke was skilled, leaving no trace behind, making it even more difficult to retrieve her from him.
The more he thought about it, the more irritable and furious he became, “Get out! With this time you spend crying in front of me, you might as well cry in front of your son, and ask him where Jiang Ke has gone. My patience is running thin. If I can’t find Sang Yan, killing him is only a matter of time.”
Sang Kun: “…”
He didn’t dare to say much and hurriedly ran out toward the Heavenly Prison.
In Heavenly Prison,
Sang Jue was disheveled and filthy, wearing gray prison clothes stained with blood, yet he was still playing with a piece of straw.
As if he’d been beaten senseless.
After Sang Kun entered and saw this scene, his heart ached so much that he began to cry, “You rebellious son! You rebellious son! Where have you taken your sister? You’re bringing calamity upon yourself! You had a good life, yet you engage in such reckless mischief!”
Hearing his father’s voice, Sang Jue’s eyes brightened. Dragging his bloodied body over, he asked, “Father, has Suxi come back?
“The Emperor has sent people to fetch her, but she is pregnant. How could she come so quickly? You rebellious son! Even at this time, you’re still thinking about her! Are you tired of living?”
Sang Kun was so angry that he was puffing his cheeks. No, these days, where could he find the mood to tend his beard?
It was all shaved off.
This shaving, though, revealed his handsome face.
Right now, with a frowning, tormented expression, there was a certain melancholic beauty about him.
Of course, no one appreciated it.
Sang Jue was entirely focused on Suxi, even more so now, missing her constantly, “Father, you must take good care of her. She is pregnant. Find a midwife early. Her health isn’t good; she might give birth prematurely. And find a wet nurse early too. She probably won’t have enough milk.”
“Enough, shut your mouth!”
Sang Kun had no patience to listen further, only wanting to know, “Where is your sister? If you tell us, you can be released. What exactly are you hiding?”
Sang Jue wasn’t hiding anything. “I don’t know. I really don’t.”
He hadn’t planned to inquire about the aftermath when he acted.
After all, He Ying had truly incited his hatred then!
“You damnable fool! You, you’re hopeless! Just rot in prison then!”
Sang Kun was so angry he nearly passed out.
Thankfully, a prison guard supported him and said, “Time is up. Mr. Sang, we need to interrogate the young master now.”
Every day one interrogation, fifty lashes!
Sang Kun knew about this and suddenly felt dizzy and blurry, “Jailer Zhang, my son, he cannot withstand a beating! If he is beaten again, he’ll be ruined!”
Jailer Zhang didn’t want to beat this future Imperial Uncle either.
But there was no choice, the Emperor was watching.
“Mr. Sang, the Emperor wants the Lady’s whereabouts. If we can’t extract them, our lives are in jeopardy.”
They also didn’t want to take on this miserable task, they felt that Sang Jue, apart from being stubborn, also had a mental disorder—there were those who betrayed their fathers, but they had never seen someone betray their sister like this!
