Time flows slowly, and the time outside the palace gate moves. Soon the sun sets, and it is approaching evening. The atmosphere in King Yan's palace began to become calmer.
No more women's cries were heard, and Yan Huanren, who looked like a mummy, did not die soon as expected.
Not long after, the imperial doctor announced good news. His Majesty King Yan's physical condition has stabilized.
It seems to have stopped deteriorating and not getting worse. He was like this, like a shriveled corpse that could breathe in and out, lying quietly on the bed, sleeping silently.
The imperial doctor said that this was a very good state, and he only needed to pay attention to his health, and perhaps he could gradually restore King Yan to his former vitality.
The royal family was very relieved to hear the good news. fine. The worst situation did not arise... Although His Majesty King Yan's current state is very strange and abnormal, fortunately, he is still alive.
As long as you are alive, there is hope. The princes, princesses, queens and concubines gradually accepted the reality that King Yan had become like that.
Soon, Gong Luan held the lantern and it was already night. The people who accompanied him in the palace were exhausted after not having any food or water all day.
Haishi. The eldest prince Yan Bolong said to the brothers and Yan Qianqian:
"It seems that my father's physical condition has gradually improved and stabilized. He only needs to be nursed back to health in the future. We don't have to worry too much... I'm afraid that so many people continuing to stay in the palace will affect my father's rest, so why don't we all leave now?" . I will stay here tonight. If there is any abnormality, I will notify you all to come immediately." The queen on the side also said:
"Yes, let's all go and have a rest. I and the eldest prince can take care of me tonight. The imperial doctor will also stay in the palace. Everything will be fine." Seeing Yan Bolong and the queen say this, the other princes and Yan Qianqian I had no choice but to resign temporarily.
indeed. With so many people staying here, it really can't be of much help... There are imperial doctors who administer medicine, and palace maids and maids who serve tea and water... The princes and princesses are so pampered that they can't do much and can only stand aside.
Moreover, His Majesty King Yan's physical condition has gradually stabilized now, and he needs to rest quietly and not be disturbed by too many people.
At this moment, the tenth princess Yan Qianqian had calmed down. The tears on my face have long since dried. But her makeup was all messed up, making her look like a little cat.
Queen Liu came closer, pinched her cheek, and comforted her with gentle words:
"It's okay, don't worry anymore... Go back and rest quickly, and come back early tomorrow morning." Yan Qianqian nodded obediently:
"Okay..." The eight princes immediately picked up Yan Qianqian, supported and carefully protected the princess, and accompanied her out of the palace.
Yan Bolong stood at the door, watching his brother and sister get into their carriages, horses and sedans, and drive away in the light of candlelight.
He stood at the door in a daze for a while...then he let out a breath of dirty air. Looking back on today's experience, it was really terrible... Every member of the royal family suffered a huge blow and torture.
Although he has calmed down now, it will take a long time to fully heal the trauma and shock in his heart.
Mainly because the confidence of being a royal family began to waver. In one day, two major spiritual pillars collapsed... One was the backbone of these princes and princesses, their father, His Majesty King Yan, became such a strange appearance.
The other one is the ancestor who is known as the backing and supporter of the Yan family... It is really frightening and chilling to treat his descendants like this.
"What should I do if my father never gets better, or continues to get worse?" Standing at the door, Yan Bolong looked up at the stars, his eyes flickering, and he had a lot of thoughts... Although he is the crown prince, he has not experienced this in his daily life. Too many things.
Although he is a eldest prince, his shoulders are still young. Nowadays, the forces in Dayan Kingdom are intertwined, and all kinds of monsters and ghosts appear frequently... The Demon Suppression Division has rebelled recently... Relying on the ancestors seems to have to pay a very heavy price... The situation is not optimistic.
The road ahead is long, how to proceed? All this made Yan Bolong feel anxious... Sighing, he turned and returned to his father's palace.
At this moment, the imperial doctor had just made a diagnosis and treated her with decoction. Yan Huanhuan was lying on the bed with a very stable pulse. The queen asked the maids to boil some tonic porridge and feed it to King Yan.
But not much food was eaten. Soup and porridge are just enough to make it slide into your mouth. But this is already very gratifying.
As long as you can swallow the porridge and water, it's a good thing! After doing all this, the night was already deep. But it seemed that besides letting His Majesty King Yan eat something into his stomach, there was nothing else he could do.
Therefore, the queen left only one imperial physician and two maids to take care of her, while the others were asked to retreat and rest.
The palace maids and imperial doctors have been busy all day, and they have tried their best. There is not much left to do. They just need to be safe and give Yan some medicine and soup and porridge every two hours. The king takes it and slowly breathes out.
Soon, midnight is approaching. Queen Liu and the eldest prince Yan Bolong were extremely sleepy, so they closed their eyes and rested on the seats in the outer hall of the palace.
Anyway, there were two palace maids and an imperial doctor looking after him inside. At this time, he couldn't hold on any longer, so he fell asleep in the seat.
In fact, the imperial doctors and palace maids staying in the inner room are not much better. They are all flesh and blood. They will be tired after working all day.
At this moment, the imperial doctor was leaning on the couch at the door, closing his eyes to rest. In fact, his eyelids had already begun to fight.
The two palace maids were standing next to the table guarding the porridge pot and medicine pot, and they were also taking a nap. They needed to feed His Majesty King Yan medicine and porridge at regular intervals.
Then midnight falls. A thin layer of cold mist arose outside the palace, covering the moon. But after a while, the mist released the moon again... The pale moonlight cast mottled shadows on the tiles on the eaves of the palace.
In the bedroom. In the dragon bed covered by gauze, Yan Huanren, who was as shriveled as a corpse, lay there silently.
His chest rose and fell slowly with his breathing. Everything seemed peaceful. Except for Yan Huanren's face, which looked like a mummified ghost and was still ugly and terrifying, nothing unusual seemed to have happened.
However. When the moon outside the palace emerged from the cold mist again, there was a slight movement from King Yan on the bed in the palace.
His withered right thumb, which was covered under the brocade quilt, suddenly moved! That's right. His fingers moved!
Yan Huanren, who had been looking like a living dead all day, actually made some movement at midnight when everyone was fast asleep.
The gauze tents surrounding the dragon bed began to sway slowly without any movement at this moment. A corner of the gauze brushed against Yan Huanren's skeletal face wrapped in a layer of withered skin.
This made him frown slightly. And in the next moment, the sunken eye sockets suddenly flashed with light!
A pair of red eyes opened...
