After King Cong returned home, he fell ill.

I don't know when I went out or where I went.

When he returned, he was pale and trembling, as if he had been greatly frightened.

Dinner was useless, and he locked himself in his study and did not allow anyone to disturb him.

Princess Cong thought that he would go to other courtyards for the night tonight, so she only ordered her subordinates to keep the food hot all the time, so that the prince could use it at any time, and then rested.

I slept until midnight, and King Cong came.

Although Princess Cong was a little surprised, she didn't say anything, and wanted to serve and freshen up, but King Cong waved away her subordinates in a distraught manner, and lay directly on the bed, her eyes closed, and no one cared.

has been married for many years, and Princess Cong can naturally sense that he is in a bad mood, so she doesn't insist anymore. I only covered him with a quilt, for fear that he would catch a cold.

accidentally touched his hand, which scared Princess Cong.

The room was warm, and King Cong's hands were indeed cold and cold.

"Does the prince feel uncomfortable?" Princess Cong asked worriedly.

"This king is fine, go to sleep. King Cong perfunctorily turned his back to her.

Princess Cong didn't dare to be careless, and when she fell asleep again, she didn't dare to sleep too deeply.

Sure enough, in less than an hour, I heard King Cong whisper in his dream: "...... I can't help it...... No way...... It's not ...... Can't ......"

Princess Cong, who was sleeping lightly, was awakened and called softly: "Lord, Lord, Lord......"

No response.

Princess Cong ordered the maid on duty at night to light the lamp, but when she saw that King Cong's face was full of pain, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed straight down.

Princess Cong stretched out her hand to probe, it was so hot!

King Cong had a fever.

At this moment, King Cong's Mansion is lively.

The whole house was tossed, and the courtyard was brightly lit.

The doctor came to ask for the pulse as soon as possible, and also prescribed medicine.

Princess Cong was not at ease, discussed with the two side concubines, and sent the chief manager of the palace to knock on the palace door with a sign and go to ask for a royal doctor.

Even the emperor was alarmed.

As soon as he heard that King Cong was sick, the emperor snorted lightly, his tone couldn't say whether it was disgust or anything else, he didn't even bother to sit up, and only ordered the deputy chief: "Find two imperial doctors who are good at reducing fever to take a look." ”

After saying that, he went back to sleep.

The queen also got the letter, and sat on the bed and felt distressed: "Why did this palace give birth to such a useless thing?

Scared sick?

With such a little guts, what can you do, and what can you do?

This palace has worked hard to raise it, and it turns out to be such a waste!"

"Niangniang's cough has just happened in the past two days, don't be angry. The chief steward stepped forward to give the queen a good breath and said with relief, "His Royal Highness King Cong is used to being pampered and has not experienced any storms. The first time I encountered a big event, it was inevitable to be a little panicked.

It's going to be fine.

Your Highness is the meat that fell from your body, and you are one with your mother and son. This blood affection is the most precious.

Everything Niangniang has done, to put it bluntly, is it not for His Royal Highness?

Niangniang hates iron and steel at this time, but she also has to give His Highness time to grow. ”

"Don't let my heart be relieved. The queen felt relieved, "He was born to be incapacitated."

From childhood to adulthood, the color is fierce and inward, and the tiger is tied with paper.

It still looks like that, and when something really happens, it's revealed.

Bengong did all this for him, but how could he ever understand Bengong's good intentions?

Give him time?

Hongu also wanted to give him time.

If he could, he hoped that he would never have to face this for the rest of his life.

He is the meat that fell from Bengong's body, and he is the only son of Bengong, and Bengong wants to protect him under his wings for the rest of his life.

But there's no time.

He has to grow and become strong as soon as possible, otherwise, it will be too late......"

......

After tossing for most of the night, King Cong's fever subsided, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did the imperial doctors drag their tired bodies back to the palace.

The people extinguished the red candles that had been lit all night, and took turns taking naps.

Princess Cong hardly slept this night, and she didn't dare to relax at the moment, waiting for King Cong to wipe her body and change her clothes.

King Cong was already awake, and his eyes were staring straight at the top of the tent without speaking.

Princess Cong keenly felt that King Cong had changed.

I can't say what is different, but what is different.

Princess Cong threw the handkerchief into the copper basin, and couldn't help but hide her long sleeves and yawn silently.

"The princess has worked hard. ”

King Cong suddenly spoke, startling Princess Cong.

"What did the prince say? These are all things that a concubine should do. Princess Cong smiled dignified and asked with concern, "How is the prince feeling now?

"This king is much better. King Cong's voice was a little hoarse, "I just feel a little thirsty." ”

Princess Cong hurriedly beckoned the maid to bring warm water, and waited for King Cong to drink a small half cup.

"The imperial doctor has advised that the prince is just better, and when eating and drinking, you must take your time little by little, and don't rush it. Princess Cong said softly.

King Cong stared at her face, a little distracted.

This is his wife, and the queen mother chose a famous daughter for him. Knowledgeable, gentle and leisurely, she is also a delicate beauty.

Over the years, she has kept the house in good order.

She is virtuous and generous, a concubine in the backyard, and she has never been harsh.

What would happen to her if she was down?

Just thinking about it, the two side concubines also came to say goodbye.

The women in the entire palace who can become masters have arrived.

King Cong looked at them with mixed feelings.

If he loses power, then everything he has now will probably not be saved.

Glory and wealth, beautiful wives and concubines, brocade clothes and jade food......

If you are demoted to a concubine......

He didn't even dare to think about it.

King Cong knows very well that he can't live a day without power or power. If you really fall into that field, you really can't live.

No!

No one wants to snatch all this he has now, not even his father!

The queen mother is right, now there is only one way.

He is the only concubine of the emperor and empress, and the country of Dayue should have been inherited by him.

He is the most righteous person to choose from.

Anyway, the throne will be passed to him sooner or later, and now he just asks his father for it a little earlier, which is not a big deal, isn't it?

Besides, there have been many such things throughout the ages.

Those who fail are called forcing the palace, and those who succeed are King Qin.

Yes, he is not trying to make trouble, but he wants to set things right!

His father is now bewitched by Bai Sheng's traitorous villain who harbors evil intentions, and if it goes on like this, Dayue will be in danger!

At such a critical moment, he, the prince, should come forward, eradicate the disaster, and protect the foundation of the ancestors of Dayue for thousands of generations!

When my father figured it out, I would definitely be grateful to him.

King Cong kept convincing himself in his heart that he was no longer afraid and afraid, and even smiled. His eyes gradually became firm.